The love of a child
Chapter twenty five- Through the eyes of evil.
Voldermort always thought his plans through carefully, that was what Harry's month of piece had consisted off, thorough planning of his downfall. It had all paid off as now Voldermort had Severus, and by force feeding him a potion they had turned him evil. The dark Lord was pleased with his handy work, he needed a powerful heir and the Eldest Potter brat was perfect. He had figured out that Harry wasn't dead the moment his deatheaters had returned with the potions master, they could not kill him so easily, he did not need the link to tell him that.
He knew that Albus Dumbledore had past away, in his eyes there was only one remaining obstacle, all he had to do was either gain Potter by turning him evil, a plan that had many draw backs, one of which being that he was such a force of good that he could easily fight of the potion. His other option was to kill Potter, something that had also proved on more than one occasion to be easier said than done. However without Dumbledore to protect him he was left helpless.
Despite all of this he was still not confident in his plan, undoubtedly the damn Order would be a mess with the tragic (or not so for him) loss of their leader, but Voldermort had no doubt that Potter had been placed in charge and therefore they still posed a great threat. Severus and their children were his only family and he knew the strong bond a family had over a man. The loss of his own family was eh thing that had turned him evil.
When he had vanished as Tom Marlavolo Riddle, before he resurfaced as Lord Voldermort he had been married to a beautiful muggleborn witch, they had the most beautiful daughter whom they had called Leontyne, he had come home and found his wife's maimed body but their was no trace of his daughter, thinking about it she would be the same age as Potter now.
Severus had been summoned by Voldermort, the latter could feel the good within fighting against the evil, which was trying to smother it, Snape was obviously stronger than he had imagined but that was not the reason that he had called the man to him, no, he was curious. As his daughter's body had never been found he still lived in hope that she was alive and it had been bugging him for a while now as he tried to track down the Wizarding School she had attended if she had lived.
He knew she had not attended Durmstrang nor Beauxbaton he had never before checked with Hogwarts as there was no possible way he could not without arousing suspicion within the meddlesome Albus Dumbledore.
None of the deatheaters knew of their masters family background, most likely they would rebel and over throw him from power, he was sure their fear of him would quickly diminish if they knew that he had once been sentimental over his only child.
"Severus, I was wondering if you ever had the privilege of tutoring any one under the name of Leontyne." He asked keeping eye contact with the man still kneeling before him.
"Yes, I do recall that name; she was in Potter's year until she was removed to attend day Wizarding School, a very bright student."
"Thank you, you may leave."
So she was live, if Voldermort hadn't of been so evil then perhaps he would have jumped for joy or perhaps in the slightest cracked a smile, instead he sat on his throne like chair and pondered what his next move should be. Sure his plan had been to gain a powerful heir to take over from him, that had not changed but now he had the possibility of getting his own daughter back.
I know it's a short chapter and for that I apologise but you have got three today and a possibility of four if I get working on the next one soon. Please review xxx.