Bound Freedom

Chapter 1: Blood

A/N: Hey, I'm rewriting this in a two part view in the thoughts of Snape and Harry. So please review with your thoughts. love, seaslugofdoom

Disclaimer: Not my characters. My story. Got it. Good.

The only light in the graveyard came from my wand. I was aware that he was looking at me. Looking at my greasy black hair, inhumanly light skin, and a rather large nose.

"Severus!" "I'm here my Liege."

I fell to my knees in front of the Dark Lord.

"Do you have any more news about Harry Potter."

His voice made me shiver, but after years of hiding my emotions I was able to supress what most people couldn't. Plus Lord Voldemort was starting to feel weak again…I could just tell by the way his voice didn't seem to cut through my heart.

"I have some, but it's hard to get near him, his friends and staff are around him at all times." I calmly stated. He couldn't read my mind. I was too good at Occulmency…but still I wondered if he could.

"Severus I didn't want my appearance to be known….but I need to kill Harry Potter. Come back here next Friday with some of Harry's blood, if you don't come…" His wand suddenly lit up and he pointed the wooden extension at a grave.

"I understand."

Death…was his only answer. Death was the answer for mostly everything.

"…and will not fail you my liege"

We were in the middle of Potions class. Snape was babbling about making some potion…I don't know…I couldn't really pay attention. I was busy thinking about what to do on our next trip to Hogsmade.

"and that is how you make…."

Snape started looking like he was constipated or something. He held his arm tightly. I saw he had the Dark Mark…Voldemort's probably calling him…he really must evil.

"ummm Professor are you alright" a student asked.

Snape ignored him and snapped

"It's not going to make itself!"

He was always like this…I almost sighed, but there was no point. That man was too stubborn.

I quickly started to make the potion. If Snape was this snappy today…he was sure to give lots of detentions.

"Potter!"

I looked up at the greasy git.

What did I do now?

"What's wrong Professor?" I said annoyed…he would give me a detention anyway

"Did you not notice your potion is blue, or are you thinking of another risky adventure that will harm others, but bring you to glory." He said the words with a sneer down at me.

I looked into his eyes. I did not want to be a hero! Things just happen to me. Can't he understand that!?

"I am not trying to be a hero!" I yelled.

"Just like your father…backtalk 10 points."

What!? He was the one that…damn it.

"That's not fair!"

I snapped back "Fine detention after dinner."

Snape turned his back to me. How could he give me a detention so easily? Snarky Bastard.

The halls seemed empty and cold…but I kept going through the deserted hallways, hoping I came there late just to spite the git.

"That bastard. Damn. Damn. Giving me detention." I mumbled

I finally got to the dungeons. I knocked the door. It opened by itself.

"Hurry up Potter." said Snape.

The room was dark. What was Snape planning? My heart started to beat faster, but then some candles shot up.

"Are you wondering what we're doing tonight Potter?" said Snape in a silky voice.

"No, not really." I muttered.

Snape ignored me…he seemed really preoccupied tonight he usually would have taken points back for that.

"Tonight I need all these vials stored into my storeroom, do you think you can do that…without magic."

What, does he think I'm a first-year?

"Maybe I'll try really hard.." I remared sarcastically.

He sighed and sat down at his desk looking over some papers. I quickly grabbed a bottle of a potion…and it just broke!? I barely even touched it. Blood ran down my hands.

Snape ran across the room and snarled at me. "How could one person be so clumsy?"

He grabbed his wand and pointed it at my hand. In seconds the blood disappeared.

"Finish the rest then go back to your dormitory, I don't need you breaking all my vials" He coldly said to me.

"Whatever." I said to his face. He didn't seem to react to my remark. I quickly finished with all the rest of the vials. It was strange though. The rest didn't break even after I slammed them down in his storeroom. Oh well, maybe I was just tired.

I finally arrived at the graveyard. I made sure the vial that contained Potter's blood was safely in my cloak.

"My lord?" I timidly asked in the darkness.

"Come here by the tree." Said that voice that filled my nightmares.

I had come late…It was one-thirty in the morning.

"Your late" His voice filled me with dread. He was angry.

I quickly fell to my knees. I was going to be punished. I knew it.

"I am sorry" I pressed my head to the damp earth.

"I am- I am sorry my Lord. I- I had to get out of the castle without anyone noticing me."

"Where's the blood!" He snapped. Realizing it wasn't reverence he wanted I took my head off the floor.

"Right here in my pocket."

I took the vial of blood out of my pocket and handed it to him.

"Good now cut your wrist open." What? He couldn't be serious, but this was the Dark Lord who was giving these orders.

"Master?" Cut myself?

" Do not question me!" He handed me the dagger. No, I couldn't disobey him…. I pressed the cold metal into my skin…blood flowed.

"Cut harder!" Came the command.

I cut and a vein opened, but I still cut deeper. Finally I stopped when he reached the bone. It was overbearingly painful…but I had gone through worse.

"Give me your hand."

I trembled with pain, but quickly handed him my hand…he pored the vial containing the blood onto my hand. Quickly he muttered words in Latin. My body felt like it was on fire. It was so painful…but the crucio was worse…I would bear through this…I would live…what a pity. Then just as I hoped it would kill me…it ended.

"Wha….what happened."

I felt so weak…I did not care if I was being rude to my Master.

"I put you under a spell, you are now Harry Potter's slave." He icily said.

"What did you do that for!"

I did not think…and the words came out of my mouth.

"Immobulus!" His voice was cold enough to freeze a river, much like the spell that he had just put on me. I froze unable to move.

"Now that your listening you need to understand a few things. First it would be too suspicious if I made that Potter boy my slave. Second you will not be able to tell of who did this , or that you are spying for me. Third I will still be able to command you. Now that we got that straitened out….

"Finite Incantatem"

I nodded to show that I understood.…he could still kill me…he could still make me suffer pain. . "

Now remember Severus come back at the end of the school year. I expect a very detailed report ." He said it like he was a parent interested in a students grade. I hid my face and quickly left.