Author's Note~
Sorry its been so long! Here's the next chapter!
Ch11: Emotions
"Sarah, nooooo!"
"Ah!" Lucius woke up with a start. He had just had the most horrible nightmare of his life. He sat up, now trembling and thinking of his dream. Thinking of Sarah.
Was I right to let her go? He questioned.
Don't even think about it now! he told himself,
I'm married now. And she made it perfectly clear, he told himself as he thought of last weeks dinner, that she was with Sirius and couldn't love me.
Oh well, he told himself,
My life is busy enough. I've got that meeting… That meeting was the reason that she didn't love him, couldn't love him. Not when she was friends with Lily and James…
Too late now, I've got my life and she's got hers…
He got out of bed and with a flick of his wand, he was dressed. With another flick, he was in front of a large castle. He walked up to the dimly lit castle with a sense of self-determination. He continued walking, even as a wave of hominess swept through him. He opened another door and a rat ran through the threshold.
"Why hello Peter," he greeted his friend,
"Haven't seen you for a while."
Suddenly, the rat transformed into a man with colorless hair.
"Hello Lucius, how are you?"
"I'm fine, just, just preoccupied." he said, turning his head.
"Oh, with that brunette slut?" Peter mocked.
"She's not a slut!" he screamed.
"Oh! Defensive are we?" Peter's mouth twisted into an evil smile.
"Yes, considering she's my friend, yes!" Lucius looked at him, danger flashed in his eyes, but Peter's remained undaunted.
"Your friend! Hah! Dear old boy she was more than just a friend," Peter taunted.
"That was long ago, and non of your business!" Lucius yelled, getting angrier by the second. As he took out his wand, Peter's was there to match it.
Lucius was about to cast his first curse when Voldemort swept into the room.
"Can't I ever be away?" Voldemort cried as he turned to them both,
"Now both of you, get to work!"
"M-master. I have some information for you," Peter squirmed.
"Very well, but I don't want you two fighting anymore or I will take it out of your flesh!" Voldemort sighed.
He led Peter into a great council hall where men in hooded robes looked like they were plotting the evilest of plots.
"Out!' Voldemort screamed, and they all scattered like mice.
"Now," he turned to Peter,
'What was so important that you have to tell me now?"
"Well, I have some news concerning the Potters," he offered.
"What news?" Voldemort commanded.
"I'll tell you, but for a price!" he slyly told his master.
At that Voldemort laughed,
"You're good, your becoming like me when I was your age. Greedy for power of any sort. But your reward shall be you life!" his master screamed,
"Now tell me!"
Peter just sat there, wondering what to do. He wondered how far he could push it before his master got serious. He had his doubts that it was very far at all.
"Now!" Voldemort was loosing patients and Peter could tell.
"Well, it all happened when Dumbledore had this dream about us. Apparently he dreamed about our plots against your nephew-"
"But that really happened." Voldemort interrupted,
"I see, continue."
"Well, he told James and we held a secret meeting," he continued,
"It was me, James , Lily, Sarah, Remus, and Sirius. We agreed on a secret keeper-"
"So that's how, well who is the secret keeper?" he questioned.
"I don't know, they didn't tell me, and we can't talk about it…" Peter stammered, getting more nervous.
"Ha! Peter, you and I both know that you know who it is, and that you are going to tell me. It is only a matter of time. I would rather you tell me now!"
"I don't know," repeated Peter.
"Stop protecting them!" Voldemort's mouth turned into a smirk,
"Or is it that you are protecting her?"
"I don't know what you are talking about!" was Peter's response.
"Fine, suit yourself," Voldemort remarked as he left Peter lost in thought and all alone.
How did he know!? Peter questioned, about his feelings for Sarah… Was it that obvious?
A minute later Voldemort returned, looking at Peter with a cold stare.
"I can read you thoughts, you know?" he smirked.
"You can?" Peter gulped.
"This'll show you not to lie or underestimate the power of Lord Voldemort!" he screamed as he lifted his wand.
"There are things much more worse than death," Voldemort laughed as Peter's screams echoed throughout the castle.