Athor's note: Sorry if I haven't updated before. My computer was kind of
bugging or something. Everyone here seems to want me to have a beta. So, is
someone interested in beta-ing my story? Just e-mail me.
Thanks for your reviews.
Urgh( d'uh if you think my story is sooooo crappy why do you read it? And what's even more illogical is that you actually review it.
*FLASH*
They weren't in the same room as before. This room was smaller but it was obliviously a bed room. There was a wonderful cradle in a corner, near a window.
This time, Voldemort was there again. Hermione backend and pressed herself against Severus again, because now when she really had seen what Voldemort could do, she was more afraid of him then ever.
"- My dear Severus, I am very glad about your cooperation. Soon, the child would be ready. Isn't she fascinating?"
"- Yes indeed, Master."
Severus stepped between the cradle were the baby was and Voldemort.
"- Give her to me, I want to admire her."
Severus took gently the baby in his arms and held her closely to his chest.
"- Master, I don't think it would be a good idea with all my respect. She isn't finished yet."
"- Severus, Severus, Severus; Do you really believe haven't noticed anything? You refusing that Bellatrix would take care of her? You insisting that she should sleep in your room? You buying her a cradle? You have become fond of her, Severus. I do not blame you, you made her after all. But don't forget she's mine."
Severus grip tightened around the small body in his arms. Voldemort laughed and exited the room.
"- No one is going to take you, Kismet, no one. I promise you that. Dumbledore would take care of you."
Hermione was touched about the younger Severus concern about the baby. She smiled to the older Severus who was looking absentmindly the scene in front of him.
Hermione was a bit frustrated, because Severus didn't take notice of her. She poked his chest and motioned him to continue. Severus took the girl in his arms and concentrated again.
Thanks for your reviews.
Urgh( d'uh if you think my story is sooooo crappy why do you read it? And what's even more illogical is that you actually review it.
*FLASH*
They weren't in the same room as before. This room was smaller but it was obliviously a bed room. There was a wonderful cradle in a corner, near a window.
This time, Voldemort was there again. Hermione backend and pressed herself against Severus again, because now when she really had seen what Voldemort could do, she was more afraid of him then ever.
"- My dear Severus, I am very glad about your cooperation. Soon, the child would be ready. Isn't she fascinating?"
"- Yes indeed, Master."
Severus stepped between the cradle were the baby was and Voldemort.
"- Give her to me, I want to admire her."
Severus took gently the baby in his arms and held her closely to his chest.
"- Master, I don't think it would be a good idea with all my respect. She isn't finished yet."
"- Severus, Severus, Severus; Do you really believe haven't noticed anything? You refusing that Bellatrix would take care of her? You insisting that she should sleep in your room? You buying her a cradle? You have become fond of her, Severus. I do not blame you, you made her after all. But don't forget she's mine."
Severus grip tightened around the small body in his arms. Voldemort laughed and exited the room.
"- No one is going to take you, Kismet, no one. I promise you that. Dumbledore would take care of you."
Hermione was touched about the younger Severus concern about the baby. She smiled to the older Severus who was looking absentmindly the scene in front of him.
Hermione was a bit frustrated, because Severus didn't take notice of her. She poked his chest and motioned him to continue. Severus took the girl in his arms and concentrated again.