***Severus' memory***
The darkness was chilling, but the night air was still. The trees of the forbidden forest were suffocating, creating shadows that tried to trick him at every turn. All the Hogwarts' staff were out in the forest after his lead had told them an attack was planned for tonight, and the meeting place was here.
It was two years after the trio's graduation and they were three of the best aurors in the world. Albus had owled them immediately for assistance, but so far there had been no sign of that Potter, Weasley or Granger. Neither, was there any sign of death eaters, let alone the Dark Lord himself.
A chill ran through him as a shadow stepped out from behind a tree. He recognised it to be the Dark Lord. Immediately he bowed to show his loyalty as a death eater. The Dark Lord's voice rumbled low but vicious, "Severus, you mock me with your bow, with wizards running amuck in the woods looking for me. Stand up and be the traitor you are."
Severus paled and slowly straightened his back to come face to face with two red eyes, bloodshot with anger. "You have to the count of three to run Severus." the voice rumbled, menacingly. The Dark Lord had always loved to play with his victims first. Severus stumbled backwards and tripped over a tree root. Instantly, he was hit with curses, one following another. He felt the searing pain tear through him, threatening to make him blackout, all the while he could hear him laughing.
He hadn't heard them apparate in, but he did hear the Dark Lord's final curse. As the Avada Kevada curse flew at him, he saw her running towards him. As the blackness overthrew him, he heard her scream and the blood- curdling scream of the Dark lord soon followed.
***End Memory***
Severus found himself curled up on the floor of the tower, covered in sweat, or was it tears?
The darkness was chilling, but the night air was still. The trees of the forbidden forest were suffocating, creating shadows that tried to trick him at every turn. All the Hogwarts' staff were out in the forest after his lead had told them an attack was planned for tonight, and the meeting place was here.
It was two years after the trio's graduation and they were three of the best aurors in the world. Albus had owled them immediately for assistance, but so far there had been no sign of that Potter, Weasley or Granger. Neither, was there any sign of death eaters, let alone the Dark Lord himself.
A chill ran through him as a shadow stepped out from behind a tree. He recognised it to be the Dark Lord. Immediately he bowed to show his loyalty as a death eater. The Dark Lord's voice rumbled low but vicious, "Severus, you mock me with your bow, with wizards running amuck in the woods looking for me. Stand up and be the traitor you are."
Severus paled and slowly straightened his back to come face to face with two red eyes, bloodshot with anger. "You have to the count of three to run Severus." the voice rumbled, menacingly. The Dark Lord had always loved to play with his victims first. Severus stumbled backwards and tripped over a tree root. Instantly, he was hit with curses, one following another. He felt the searing pain tear through him, threatening to make him blackout, all the while he could hear him laughing.
He hadn't heard them apparate in, but he did hear the Dark Lord's final curse. As the Avada Kevada curse flew at him, he saw her running towards him. As the blackness overthrew him, he heard her scream and the blood- curdling scream of the Dark lord soon followed.
***End Memory***
Severus found himself curled up on the floor of the tower, covered in sweat, or was it tears?
