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"WORMTAIL!"
The small man practically crawled up to his Master. "Y-yes M-m-master?"
"WHAT HAPPENED? Why is Snape's body not lying here in front of me?!?" Voldemort was livid, and Wormtail actually feared for his life. His master had threatened before, but Wormtail believed he had been too important in his master's recovery for the Dark Lord to kill him. However, he awaited the pain that was sure to come.
"I-I do n-not know M-master. Y-you performed the spell perfectly."
"Of course I did. CRUCIO! Do you believe me capable of err?"
As the pain coursed through him, he managed a very weak "no Master" and crawled out of sight as the pain faded.
The Dark Lord began pacing, then summoned the Death Eaters. If he could not kill the traitor himself, he would let the Ministry idiots do it. After everyone had gathered and bowed before him, he stepped down among them.
"My attempts to dispose of the traitor have failed. Does anyone know why?" Tentatively, one Death Eater dropped to his knees.
"No Master."
"Crucio. Do not speak unless I ask you to." No one contradicted him as they watched their peer writhe on the ground in agony. "I do know why."
"Yes my lord."
"No doubt the coward will want revenge. After all, I have taken his wife and daughter now. I will cast a spell on a select few of you. This way, you will appear as Muggles to everyone but the traitor. When he sees and attacks you, the Ministry will have no choice but to consign him to the same fate as Lucius."
"Brilliant Master."
"Your best plan yet my lord." They all bowed before their master, and the two that had spoken were subjected to the Cruciatus. He tapped three of them on the shoulder, and as they stood, the others gasped.
They were no longer themselves, but strangers. The Mark, while the three saw it, the others did not. They were dressed in Muggle clothing, and when they looked in a puddle, they saw different people staring back at them.
"Go now to Hogsmeade. I believe it is a designated visiting weekend. I will ensure the traitor is there." Once again, they all bowed, and left. Only Wormtail remained.
"Master, shall I tell the Dementors to be there as well?"
"WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT SPEAKING OUT OF TURN! CRUCIO!" A pain he had never felt before washed through him. It was so intense, he eventually passed out from the pain. When he awoke, he was alone in the hall just outside his master's chambers. He hobbled/crawled back to his room and collapsed on his bed.
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"WORMTAIL!"
The small man practically crawled up to his Master. "Y-yes M-m-master?"
"WHAT HAPPENED? Why is Snape's body not lying here in front of me?!?" Voldemort was livid, and Wormtail actually feared for his life. His master had threatened before, but Wormtail believed he had been too important in his master's recovery for the Dark Lord to kill him. However, he awaited the pain that was sure to come.
"I-I do n-not know M-master. Y-you performed the spell perfectly."
"Of course I did. CRUCIO! Do you believe me capable of err?"
As the pain coursed through him, he managed a very weak "no Master" and crawled out of sight as the pain faded.
The Dark Lord began pacing, then summoned the Death Eaters. If he could not kill the traitor himself, he would let the Ministry idiots do it. After everyone had gathered and bowed before him, he stepped down among them.
"My attempts to dispose of the traitor have failed. Does anyone know why?" Tentatively, one Death Eater dropped to his knees.
"No Master."
"Crucio. Do not speak unless I ask you to." No one contradicted him as they watched their peer writhe on the ground in agony. "I do know why."
"Yes my lord."
"No doubt the coward will want revenge. After all, I have taken his wife and daughter now. I will cast a spell on a select few of you. This way, you will appear as Muggles to everyone but the traitor. When he sees and attacks you, the Ministry will have no choice but to consign him to the same fate as Lucius."
"Brilliant Master."
"Your best plan yet my lord." They all bowed before their master, and the two that had spoken were subjected to the Cruciatus. He tapped three of them on the shoulder, and as they stood, the others gasped.
They were no longer themselves, but strangers. The Mark, while the three saw it, the others did not. They were dressed in Muggle clothing, and when they looked in a puddle, they saw different people staring back at them.
"Go now to Hogsmeade. I believe it is a designated visiting weekend. I will ensure the traitor is there." Once again, they all bowed, and left. Only Wormtail remained.
"Master, shall I tell the Dementors to be there as well?"
"WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT SPEAKING OUT OF TURN! CRUCIO!" A pain he had never felt before washed through him. It was so intense, he eventually passed out from the pain. When he awoke, he was alone in the hall just outside his master's chambers. He hobbled/crawled back to his room and collapsed on his bed.