Chapter IV

Draco's face dropped at Snape's words. How could he take points away from Slytherine and then send him to detention? This was too much for Draco to take.

"My father won't stand for this!" Draco said as he stood up, almost knocking over his desk in anger.

"I don't care what your father thinks!" Snape growled at Draco, his hair falling on his face, shading his eyes. Draco turned around, kicked his chair with fury and strutted out of the classroom, slamming the door behind him angrily. There was a long silence that engulfed the room.

"Class dismissed!" Snape yelled wrathfully, but with a hint of embarrassment. There was a sound of shuffling books before everyone practically ran out of the room, with the exception of Luna.

Assuming that everyone had left the classroom, Snape turned to the table behind his desk and slammed his hands against the hard surface, growling with the motion. Luna had started walking towards him slowly; she didn't want to interrupt such a private moment. When made her way behind him, she reached out her hand to touch his shoulder in a comforting gesture. The second her hand touched him however, he whirled around with a distress look on his face.

"Lily, I can't believe…" Snape said to her, but she never heard the end of the sentence because suddenly his face took on another form. She saw Lucius Malfoy again. He was smirking just like last time, but with a more sinister gleam in his eyes. Then she noticed they were no longer in Snape's classroom, but inside a circle of flames. Lucius's hand reached out towards her and he said, "The dark lord powers can only be active with the power of one of his followers." his voice was somewhat manipulated with what sounded like Voldemort's voice tied in with his. His hand was still reaching towards her as he strode towards her direction. Luna's feet automatically stepped back, but she felt the heat from the burning inferno behind her, so she stayed still. Lucius withdrew his wand from his cane. A hissing sound filled the air when his wand slid against his cane. He stopped in front of her and leaned mere inches from her face, their lips almost touching. "You know what would have happened if you had not used the portkey?" Lucius said while moving his body disturbingly close to hers. His lips grazed hers slowly and his eyes bore into hers. She shivered in disgust and verted her eyes. She didn't want to look at him when he said the dreadful words.

"I would have taken you…" he whispered. His arm wrapped around her lower back and pulled her towards him firmly. He licked her collarbone, allowing his tongue to travel up her neck and along her jaw line. Then suddenly, everything was all gone. The flames had disappeared and she was back in the classroom. Lucius's face had now melted back into Snape's, which took on a shocked expression. His hand was up on her owns, which was still grasping his shoulder. Her body gave out, but Snape seemed to expect it and he grabbed her arms to set her limp, petite figure upright. Then, still in the awkward position, he looked into her eyes. They were glazed and rimmed with red. But then, suddenly, there came a whooshing sound from behind them. Snape looked up to see the menacing form of Lord Voldemort. He was facing them with his wand pointed outward. His mouth twisted into a wide grin that revealed his pointy, chipped teeth.

"Ah, what a pleasure to see you again Severus," Voldemort said maliciously.