a/n: this is not my first story, its just the first i've entered on here... review please!

Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me, he and the magical world all belong to J.K. Rowling, but the plot is my own. The song it "Under a Killing Moon" by Thrice(my favoritest song!)

'Under a Killing Moon'

The air my lungs first loved
Carves craters from my eyes
They said "breathe deeply son
Or be the next to die"

I stand amongst fifteen or so deatheater and we are all standing in a circle around the Dark Lord. He has 6 muggles with him, torturing them. The first muggle has been placed under the cruciatus curse and his screams are mingling in the crisp, cool air with the others'.

"Beneath the falling night
And heaven's shutting gate
Pray keep your tongue held tight
Or suffer the same fate"

My breath comes out in long puffs and you can see it on the air. i know better than to react to the scene in front of me, because if i did i would be avada kedavra'd in the blink of an eye. the second muggle is under the cutting curse and her skin is being slashed and she stands in a pool of her own blood. you can hear the sound of flesh being sliced and diced.

"The blood on our black gloves
It is none of your concern
If you want to call our bluff
Get in line and wait your turn
And watch the witches burn"

the third muggle, a male, has been placed under the imperius curse and is presently raping another of the male muggles, who is screaming and crying into the dirt. the thought of rape disgusts me, even if i am homosexual. lord voldemort is laughing through all of this but he is not done yet, oh no, not by a long shot will he be done tonight. he is in a good mood and he gets off on the terrified shouts and screams of these innocents.

"Don't flinch when innocents
Are dancing with the flame
If they wanted to live
They'd learn to play the game"

another of the females is tied to a wooden stake and is being burned alive. the smell of burnt hair and burning flesh greets my nostrils as i breathe in. i keep my mind blank and still think through all of this in a far corner of my mind that not even voldemort can reach.

"You can still walk away
If you just hold your tongue
If you'd just walk away
You'd live to see the sun but"

the last of the muggles here tonight has been cut open and all of her innards have fallen out. she died from shock a few minutes ago, i dont blame her, though. i can still smell her fresh blood.

Under this killing moon
Under this burning sky
The fire's shining groom
I hold my breath and close my eyes

my eyes start to water so i shut them and take deep breaths. i can't show any weakness when that maniac is around, or he will use it against me. i cant wait 'til i can go back to hogwarts and to my dungeons so i can see my lover again. i fight down the bile trying to rise in my throat.

"The blood on our black gloves
It is none of your concern
If you want to call our bluff
Get in line and wait your turn
And watch the witches burn
We'll watch the witches burn"

as soon as he lets us go i apparate back to hogwarts and make my way to our chambers. once at the tapestry that covers the door to our rooms i speak the password and enter swiftly to see the concerned amber eyes waiting for me. "severus..." he says. i move directly to the bathroom to empty the contents of my stomach. his hand touches the small of my back in reassureness. i stand up and rinse my mouth then smile at him sadly. he walks me to out bedroom and holds me until i fall asleep, protecting me from any nightmares that will come this night. before falling into a deep sleep i hear myself say three little words.

"i love you..."