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Chapter # 18

September 10th, Tuesday at 8:00, P.M

Severus sighed and rubbed his head in confusion. He was pondering over the fact that his head was hurting, and he had to go on a death eater meeting. Things would probably get very ugly. Apparently Voldemort had come up with a plan to kill Harry, and he knew something about James Potter. Severus shook his head then rubbed it again as he stood up and dug in his closet, searching for his death eater mask. He pulled out the black robes and the mask, and dressed quietly.

"Damn that Voldemort." He mumbled to himself as he put an invisibility charm on himself and sidled out of the dungeons. Up into the great hall, where some stray students were sitting, and right out the entrance hall. He left no mark of even leaving the castle. In fact, he hadn't even told Dumbledore he was leaving. It was better off that way. Dumbledore wouldn't want him to go to Voldemort for some crazy reason, and a rumor that could hardly be true.
"So, now that we have, ahem! All of our free death eaters out, I have something to ask of you. Severus Snape, why were you not present at my resurrection?"

"My Lord," Severus kept his voice smooth and free from stutters. "Forgive me greatly for pointing out the obvious, but, Dumbledore would have known I was on the dark side, had I left immediately when you called. And I just happen to be your only means of information directly from Dumbledore and the boy who lived." He prayed silently that Voldemort be in a passive mood.

"Severus, you have always been a very clever and faithful servant, and I doubt that you are a spy for Dumbledore." Voldemort said softly. He gazed at Severus with pleasure, thinking that such a clever cunning man could be used against their enemies.

"Thank you very much, My Lord. I am unworthy of such praise!" Severus replied. Inside he was shaking with disgust, but on the outside he showed Voldemort that he had no fear. Absolutely none at all. Fear meant that he was hiding something.

"Now, on to more important matters. Godric Hollow, I understand, is missing one of its long-term graveyard residents. Lucious? Fill them in, please."

"The grave where James Potter was is empty. We suspect him to be somewhere near Hogwarts. And there is, of course, one other person who probably knows of the mans' existence. A mudblood in Dracos' and Potters' year, Hermione Granger, we assume, know he is alive." Lucious said quietly. Voldemort turned to Severus.

"Any input, boy?" Severus blinked when addressed as a boy.

"My lord, I've no clue. Why was I not informed earlier of him being alive? You know very well that I hate James Potter, and wish him never to be born, let alone reborn." He replied simply to Lucious.

"Lucious, your son should be informed about this. Ask him to keep an eye out for Potter. And tell him to keep an eye on that girl. Hermione." Voldemort said with a scowl. Lucious nodded. "Now, you two leave. I need to discuss something with Wormtail." Severus clenched his fists at the mention of Wormtail, but he followed Lucious out of the dungeons of Voldemorts' hideout.

"Severus."

"He can't be."

"What do you think? I know what I saw. I saw James Potter!" Lucious said quietly.

"Well, maybe that girl. Are you gonna tell Draco?" Severus asked uncertainly.

"Of course I am. And Draco won't let anyone except me and you know about what he learns." Lucious said softly. Severus felt his eyes widen.

"You mean."

"You're a spy. Now THAT'S stating the obvious."

"So are you!" Severus glared at him.

"I'm not a spy! I'm just not on the dark side." Lucious replied simply.

"You too?"

"Severus, how long have you been on Dumbledores' side?" Lucious looked genuinely interested.

"I'm not telling you anything else." Severus turned his head away stubbornly. Lucious scowled.

"Your way is fine old friend. Come on, let's ditch this junkyard." He replied bitterly. Severus nodded vigorously. The two of them walked out of the old stone building, each feeling better now that they were aware of their positions in the death eater ranks.

September 11th, 2:00 A.M, Wednesday

Draco listened to his father and Snape as they filled him in on the situation.

"And if you find something out, you tell no one except Professor Snape or myself. Alright?" Lucious asked his son, who nodded enthusiastically. Of course, deep inside he was fuming. Did these guys think he was actually a death eater? No way! He didn't want to be on the dark side. And besides, after Snape told him off in potions the other day, he didn't want to tell the greasy git anything. He sighed.

"I'm tired, father. May I go to bed?" Lucious nodded and watched as Draco collapsed on his four-poster bed. The two left him, and Lucious returned to his manner. Severus collapsed in his bed, feeling exhausted. His head ached and his eyes were feeling very heavy. The last thing he remembered seeing in his mind was James Potter, grinning at him, that cheeky grin he used to pas Severus so long ago, in their own Hogwarts days.
Draco sighed bitterly. He didn't think he could fall asleep now that he knew something exciting. Granger knew Potters' dad was alive? Ohh, Harry would be so pissed off if he found out Hermione was keeping that from him. In fact, this little piece of information could break up the terrible trio for good. But his father had told him that this was lethal information. He could not only hurt a lot of people on the light side, but he could kill people on the dark side. Draco didn't want anyone to die. He sighed as sleep finally took hold of his brain and lulled him into silence.

END OF CHAPTER

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