Chapter 1
Red Lies
A pale face with evil, malicious, red eyes was staring at him. Severus Snape, who was always so composed, felt a shiver run down his spine. He suppressed it, hoping that it had escaped that wrathful gaze. Around him, he heard the swish of cloaks as people Apparated into the clearing. He did not look behind him, for he already knew who was standing in the clearing with him. He searched his mind frantically for an answer to the question that had just been asked. The words that had been spoken moments before were cool, but hid an implication of death.
On the ground beside Severus was a heap of clothes. Clothes that had, hours before, held something living. Emerald wizard's robes, and a black wizard's hat. Next to them was a badge that now only read one word: Magic. Severus's gaze fell on them, and he shuddered. The man noticed.
"So, Severus. You are not as strong as you were. Years of comfort by Dumbledore's hand," Whispers passed around the circle of people behind him. "Have obviously dulled your edge."
Severus looked up at the man once more, and right into his eyes, almost blood red with rage. He felt heat radiate towards him, as though the man's eyes were literally on fire. Yet, when he attempted to look away, he found he could not. He was mesmerized. At last, he came up with a lie that could deceive the King of deception.
"I have not betrayed you Master," he said. The man's eyes widened, and the circle of people around them closed in further. Severus paused, collecting his thoughts. He had to mix a bit of truth in the lie, otherwise it would not sound plausible. "I have been waiting. For all of these years, I have been waiting for you to revive yourself. I have spied on Dumbledore, finding out all of his secrets, pretending to be a Death Eater no longer. I have valuable information for you."
The man's face twisted. Severus realized he was smiling. A fake, malicious smile that did not become his face. "If that is so, Severus, then why did you not come at the first sign of my revival? You felt the mark. All of my true Death Eaters did. And yet, you did not come. Why?"
That was the question that Severus had been dreading. Yet, despite his dread, he had come up with an answer before their conversation. "Dumbledore had me under a spell. You cannot Apparate in or out of Hogwarts, as you know. He also had me under an Imperius curse, so I could not think on my own. Karkaroff tried to warn me, but, of course, I could not respond. Dumbledore made me kill Karkaroff, which is why he is not present."
"Do not attempt to lie to Lord Voldemort Severus. If this is a falsehood, it would not fair well for you if I found out."
Severus nodded briskly, without any show of doubt. He then commented, "But I killed Karkaroff my Lord. Have I pleased you in this way?"
Voldemort considered him for a moment, and then appeared to come to a conclusion. Voldemort's looks were deceiving however, so Severus did not expect an answer instantly. To his surprise, Voldemort began speaking at once. "You have done well Severus. Voldemort rewards his supporters. But first, what information do you have for us?"
Severus had also predicted that this question would be asked. His answer was smooth and believable. "I have information that I will share Master. But first, what will be my reward? I will decide on how much information I will impart by the worth of the reward."
"Greedy, aren't we Severus?" asked Voldemort, his red eyes flashing. "What would Dumbledore say to you if he saw you here? What would he say to his supposed 'loyal supporter'? It seems that I have something to blackmail you with Severus. You need to be more careful around Lord Voldemort."
Severus opened his mouth to speak, but Voldemort kept speaking. "I will, however, tell you my terms of service. If you give me all of the information, I may just excuse your absence. I can detect, Severus, if you are not telling me everything, so do not attempt to."
Severus smiled coldly, and nodded. "I accept your terms of service Master. I will start with what Dumbledore knows of your resurrection."
Voldemort sighed. "That muggle-loving fool? Of course he knows about my resurrection. The question is, how much does he know of my future plans."
Severus paused. "He is sending a convoy to capture the dementors, and will soon capture werewolves and veela across the wizarding world, to prevent an alliance between them and yourself. Dumbledore is assembling a huge army," said Severus, thinking fast. "An army to rival all armies. It consists of some of your anti followers. And, including, some of your so- called followers." Here, Severus's eyes fell on one of the hooded people in the circle. The man stepped backwards, stumbling over his robes. Voldemort seemed not to notice, but his nostrils flared.
"Good Severus. It seems that you have almost reached the extent of the knowledge that you have accumulated. But what, my old friend, have you heard of Harry Potter?" A shudder ran through the circle, and then all of them were still.
Severus looked up at Voldemort and smiled. "Ah, my Lord, that is an interesting question."
Voldemort, looking impatient, waved for Severus to go on. "Yes?"
"I have learned, my Lord, of Harry Potter's weakness."
*End of Chapter 1*
Author's Note: Mwahahahaha!! This is Green Eyes and Blue Eyes, the authors of this fanfic. We are sisters (twins :D), and write together in many of our stories, including this one. (duh) Sorry about the cliffhanger, but it was so fun to write. Review, review, review! We love constructive criticism! Lots of hugs, ~*Green Eyes*~ ~Blue Eyes~
Red Lies
A pale face with evil, malicious, red eyes was staring at him. Severus Snape, who was always so composed, felt a shiver run down his spine. He suppressed it, hoping that it had escaped that wrathful gaze. Around him, he heard the swish of cloaks as people Apparated into the clearing. He did not look behind him, for he already knew who was standing in the clearing with him. He searched his mind frantically for an answer to the question that had just been asked. The words that had been spoken moments before were cool, but hid an implication of death.
On the ground beside Severus was a heap of clothes. Clothes that had, hours before, held something living. Emerald wizard's robes, and a black wizard's hat. Next to them was a badge that now only read one word: Magic. Severus's gaze fell on them, and he shuddered. The man noticed.
"So, Severus. You are not as strong as you were. Years of comfort by Dumbledore's hand," Whispers passed around the circle of people behind him. "Have obviously dulled your edge."
Severus looked up at the man once more, and right into his eyes, almost blood red with rage. He felt heat radiate towards him, as though the man's eyes were literally on fire. Yet, when he attempted to look away, he found he could not. He was mesmerized. At last, he came up with a lie that could deceive the King of deception.
"I have not betrayed you Master," he said. The man's eyes widened, and the circle of people around them closed in further. Severus paused, collecting his thoughts. He had to mix a bit of truth in the lie, otherwise it would not sound plausible. "I have been waiting. For all of these years, I have been waiting for you to revive yourself. I have spied on Dumbledore, finding out all of his secrets, pretending to be a Death Eater no longer. I have valuable information for you."
The man's face twisted. Severus realized he was smiling. A fake, malicious smile that did not become his face. "If that is so, Severus, then why did you not come at the first sign of my revival? You felt the mark. All of my true Death Eaters did. And yet, you did not come. Why?"
That was the question that Severus had been dreading. Yet, despite his dread, he had come up with an answer before their conversation. "Dumbledore had me under a spell. You cannot Apparate in or out of Hogwarts, as you know. He also had me under an Imperius curse, so I could not think on my own. Karkaroff tried to warn me, but, of course, I could not respond. Dumbledore made me kill Karkaroff, which is why he is not present."
"Do not attempt to lie to Lord Voldemort Severus. If this is a falsehood, it would not fair well for you if I found out."
Severus nodded briskly, without any show of doubt. He then commented, "But I killed Karkaroff my Lord. Have I pleased you in this way?"
Voldemort considered him for a moment, and then appeared to come to a conclusion. Voldemort's looks were deceiving however, so Severus did not expect an answer instantly. To his surprise, Voldemort began speaking at once. "You have done well Severus. Voldemort rewards his supporters. But first, what information do you have for us?"
Severus had also predicted that this question would be asked. His answer was smooth and believable. "I have information that I will share Master. But first, what will be my reward? I will decide on how much information I will impart by the worth of the reward."
"Greedy, aren't we Severus?" asked Voldemort, his red eyes flashing. "What would Dumbledore say to you if he saw you here? What would he say to his supposed 'loyal supporter'? It seems that I have something to blackmail you with Severus. You need to be more careful around Lord Voldemort."
Severus opened his mouth to speak, but Voldemort kept speaking. "I will, however, tell you my terms of service. If you give me all of the information, I may just excuse your absence. I can detect, Severus, if you are not telling me everything, so do not attempt to."
Severus smiled coldly, and nodded. "I accept your terms of service Master. I will start with what Dumbledore knows of your resurrection."
Voldemort sighed. "That muggle-loving fool? Of course he knows about my resurrection. The question is, how much does he know of my future plans."
Severus paused. "He is sending a convoy to capture the dementors, and will soon capture werewolves and veela across the wizarding world, to prevent an alliance between them and yourself. Dumbledore is assembling a huge army," said Severus, thinking fast. "An army to rival all armies. It consists of some of your anti followers. And, including, some of your so- called followers." Here, Severus's eyes fell on one of the hooded people in the circle. The man stepped backwards, stumbling over his robes. Voldemort seemed not to notice, but his nostrils flared.
"Good Severus. It seems that you have almost reached the extent of the knowledge that you have accumulated. But what, my old friend, have you heard of Harry Potter?" A shudder ran through the circle, and then all of them were still.
Severus looked up at Voldemort and smiled. "Ah, my Lord, that is an interesting question."
Voldemort, looking impatient, waved for Severus to go on. "Yes?"
"I have learned, my Lord, of Harry Potter's weakness."
*End of Chapter 1*
Author's Note: Mwahahahaha!! This is Green Eyes and Blue Eyes, the authors of this fanfic. We are sisters (twins :D), and write together in many of our stories, including this one. (duh) Sorry about the cliffhanger, but it was so fun to write. Review, review, review! We love constructive criticism! Lots of hugs, ~*Green Eyes*~ ~Blue Eyes~