Severus Snape left the building that the Dark Lord had been hiding in. He
left with distinct orders to slip a deadly potion into Albus Dumbledore's
food tonight. The Dark Lord had ordered him to, and if Dumbledore didn't
end up dead, Severus would for sure. He left to return to Hogwarts castle.
The school year hadn't started but the teachers remained at the school year
round for the most part. Severus knew what he would do. He would warn
Dumbledore and then he could help think of a plan.
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Lord Voldemort sat in his chambers. He hollered at a man lying on the ground next to him. Despite the fact that he had one arm made of silver, he was pathetic and sobbing. "Get up fool! I have an errand for you"
"Yes Master?"
"I want you to follow Snape, and take this with you."
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As Draco left the abandoned building he suddenly felt cold. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. Suddenly his all his fears came flooding into him at once. He heard the voices of his childhood, namely his mother, father and the voice of a girl.
'Oh, its you. What do you want? You want a hug? Hugs come from mothers who don't know how to raise proper children.'
'You stupid boy, I should have killed you as soon as I saw that you could never become one of us. He will kill you if you screw this up boy.'
'You're going to die cold and alone Malfoy. You can't really think that anyone actually likes you.'
Of all of the voices, the girl's hurt the most. It hurt because it was true. It hurt because he saw everything he wished he was in her. It hurt because he wished she cared for him. It hurt because his parents would murder her or kill him if he ever got anywhere near her. It hurt because Hermione Granger was engaged to Ron Weasley.
Suddenly Draco passed out from fear as the dementors came within the distance to touch him, the rancid smell of decayed meat was in the air. The dementors moved in to drag him back to the headquarters, an experience he would rather not be awake for anyways.
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Severus entered the school grounds. He crossed to the staff side doors, but as he passed a lone tree a man suddenly appeared. He looked rather like a rodent, with twitchy eyes and sweaty palms. "I followed you Severus, and if you ever want to see Draco alive again, you will kill Dumbledore. I'll be watching. If you do anything wrong, he will kill you personally. The boy on the other hand, will not be as lucky to receive death." the squat little man leaned forward and raised his silver hand to his face. He whispered the words "He knows." And Severus turned white as a ghost. With that he transformed into a rat and scampered off into the night.
Severus entered the school and quickly left for his wares. He needed to fake a potion and quickly. The staff dinners were always late, though it was now nine. It was good for him that Dumbledore usually ate supper around ten so that Severus could fill him in on the news from the Death Eaters. He fumbled through his cupboards and finally found an instant acting sleeping potion that had similar visible effects to that of the poison and even slowed the heart and breathing to a death like state. Severus remained cool and collected so as to not make a mistake.
He entered Dumbledore's quarters where the meal was already laid out for him. "So glad you could join me Severus." Severus remained expressionless as he spotted a rat sitting atop the dresser. Dumbledore caught something in his eye and immediately began to talk as if nothing was happening. Severus offered to pour Dumbledore a drink. As he did so he slipped the potion into the drink and made sure that Dumbledore didn't notice. As long as he didn't know it would be alright. He would just sleep and even if that wretched Wormtail tried to check and see if he was alive he wouldn't be able to tell.
He watched as Dumbledore began to drink, and as he did a wretched smile of glee washed over Severus's face. Not that he had just committed an act of murder as Wormtail thought, but that he had just outwitted such a halfwit. The look on his face as Dumbledore's eyes began to droop remained until he had collapsed onto the table. He then looked up at Wormtail with a grin full of spite. "I've killed him, he's dead. Are you happy? Am I not enough of a Death Eater? Have I not proven my loyalty?"
That moment it was Wormtail's turn to show Severus a smile of pure evil. "You give yourself too much credit. I saw you, you went to your store cupboard instead of using what was given. What you didn't know was that I had been in there moments before and just sprinkled a touch of deadly poison into everything. All of your stores. The Dark Lord's idea, yes. But I have not failed him this time. And what's more, we get the boy's soul. You have become very careless old friend.." He transformed again and left through the crack under the door.
In a state of shock bordering on panic he quickly got the antidote for the sleeping potion. He began to administer it to Dumbledore but it never worked. He had killed Dumbledore, the one chance for the defeat of the Dark Lord. How could he have been so blind? He hadn't seen it, he never would have. Not from Wormtail at least. He covered the body with a blanket then immediately saw fit to try and at least save Draco. If he had ended one life tonight, he would not let another be wasted.
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Lord Voldemort sat in his chambers. He hollered at a man lying on the ground next to him. Despite the fact that he had one arm made of silver, he was pathetic and sobbing. "Get up fool! I have an errand for you"
"Yes Master?"
"I want you to follow Snape, and take this with you."
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As Draco left the abandoned building he suddenly felt cold. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. Suddenly his all his fears came flooding into him at once. He heard the voices of his childhood, namely his mother, father and the voice of a girl.
'Oh, its you. What do you want? You want a hug? Hugs come from mothers who don't know how to raise proper children.'
'You stupid boy, I should have killed you as soon as I saw that you could never become one of us. He will kill you if you screw this up boy.'
'You're going to die cold and alone Malfoy. You can't really think that anyone actually likes you.'
Of all of the voices, the girl's hurt the most. It hurt because it was true. It hurt because he saw everything he wished he was in her. It hurt because he wished she cared for him. It hurt because his parents would murder her or kill him if he ever got anywhere near her. It hurt because Hermione Granger was engaged to Ron Weasley.
Suddenly Draco passed out from fear as the dementors came within the distance to touch him, the rancid smell of decayed meat was in the air. The dementors moved in to drag him back to the headquarters, an experience he would rather not be awake for anyways.
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Severus entered the school grounds. He crossed to the staff side doors, but as he passed a lone tree a man suddenly appeared. He looked rather like a rodent, with twitchy eyes and sweaty palms. "I followed you Severus, and if you ever want to see Draco alive again, you will kill Dumbledore. I'll be watching. If you do anything wrong, he will kill you personally. The boy on the other hand, will not be as lucky to receive death." the squat little man leaned forward and raised his silver hand to his face. He whispered the words "He knows." And Severus turned white as a ghost. With that he transformed into a rat and scampered off into the night.
Severus entered the school and quickly left for his wares. He needed to fake a potion and quickly. The staff dinners were always late, though it was now nine. It was good for him that Dumbledore usually ate supper around ten so that Severus could fill him in on the news from the Death Eaters. He fumbled through his cupboards and finally found an instant acting sleeping potion that had similar visible effects to that of the poison and even slowed the heart and breathing to a death like state. Severus remained cool and collected so as to not make a mistake.
He entered Dumbledore's quarters where the meal was already laid out for him. "So glad you could join me Severus." Severus remained expressionless as he spotted a rat sitting atop the dresser. Dumbledore caught something in his eye and immediately began to talk as if nothing was happening. Severus offered to pour Dumbledore a drink. As he did so he slipped the potion into the drink and made sure that Dumbledore didn't notice. As long as he didn't know it would be alright. He would just sleep and even if that wretched Wormtail tried to check and see if he was alive he wouldn't be able to tell.
He watched as Dumbledore began to drink, and as he did a wretched smile of glee washed over Severus's face. Not that he had just committed an act of murder as Wormtail thought, but that he had just outwitted such a halfwit. The look on his face as Dumbledore's eyes began to droop remained until he had collapsed onto the table. He then looked up at Wormtail with a grin full of spite. "I've killed him, he's dead. Are you happy? Am I not enough of a Death Eater? Have I not proven my loyalty?"
That moment it was Wormtail's turn to show Severus a smile of pure evil. "You give yourself too much credit. I saw you, you went to your store cupboard instead of using what was given. What you didn't know was that I had been in there moments before and just sprinkled a touch of deadly poison into everything. All of your stores. The Dark Lord's idea, yes. But I have not failed him this time. And what's more, we get the boy's soul. You have become very careless old friend.." He transformed again and left through the crack under the door.
In a state of shock bordering on panic he quickly got the antidote for the sleeping potion. He began to administer it to Dumbledore but it never worked. He had killed Dumbledore, the one chance for the defeat of the Dark Lord. How could he have been so blind? He hadn't seen it, he never would have. Not from Wormtail at least. He covered the body with a blanket then immediately saw fit to try and at least save Draco. If he had ended one life tonight, he would not let another be wasted.