Harry woke up in a dimly lit cell, which he figured was in the basement of the house he had been brought to. He squinted into the dakrness trying to make out something in the room, anything in it. Slowly he sat up and leaned back against the cold, wet wall behind him. I'm a dead man he thought as he sat there. No one knows I'm here but Snape and this is where I'm going to die.

His thought were interrupted by the sound of someone calling his name. "Potter." the voice called again.

"What?" He mumbled hoping this response would not be his last.

"Get up, boy. Voldemort wants to talk to you." Finally Harry recognized the voice. It was Snape.

"Fine." The Gryffindor sighed as he got to his feet and walked towards the source of the voice. He still couldn't see so he was forced to hold on to the wall not wanting to run into anything.

The older Slytherin led him up the stairs then turned left down the hall. At the far end of the corridor they stopped in front of a green door. This is it, he thought, this is the room I'll never leave.

"Knock, Potter." Snape demanded as if he were excited about what would happen next.

"I thought I could trust you." Harry said as he lifted his hand to knock lightly on the door. "I hope you are getting something good for all of this."

The door opened of it's own accord and they entered. Harry first then Snape a moment after. The Gryffindor quickly took in every corner of the room looking for an escape, but found none. There were no doors other than the one they entered from, no windows. As a matter of fact there were only two things in this room at all. A large high back chair that appeared it would be used by a king and a bed. At least it's a nice room to die in he said in the back of his mind.

"How are you feeling, Potter? Not too afraid I hope." A voice he immediately recognized as Voldemorts said.

"I'll never be afraid of you." Harry responded without even thinking.

Finally Voldemort stepped from where he was hiding placing himself about a foot from the boy. "I do hope you don't hate Severus for this. It wasn't exactly his decision to bring you here. Then again, he doesn't make any choices for himself anymore."

The potion! That was it, that's why Snape brought him here. "You're testing it on him. He should have known you would never uphold your end of the deal. I can't believe he actually trusted you. I thought he was more intelligent than that." Harry said bitterly as his hatred for Voldemort grew even more. First this man had taken his parents, then he was indirectly responsible for Sirius' death, and now, when Harry had finally found that Snape wasn,t as bad as he always thought, he was taken as well.

"Oh no, dear boy, Severus volunteered for this. I would have much rather possessed a younger body. Or a stronger one at least." Voldemort corrected him.

This took the Gryffindor by surprise. Snape had volunteered? I wonder how much of the Imperious curse was involved with that choice he thought.

"Now, Potter," The snake like man said as he drew his wand and pointed it at Harry. "It's time for you to die."

Before Voldemort could even speak there was a sound of laughter behind him. Snape was…laughing? Harry turned half way to look back at his teacher trying to figure out what he thought was so humorous about all this. Maybe the man had really hated Harry and was laughing now that he was going to watch him die. "Professor?" Harry asked.

"Sorry." The dark haired man replied as he regained his normal composure. "I just find this amusing. He's not going to kill you, Potter. You have absolutely nothing to worry about." Snape moved his eyes from the boy to his master the smile never fading. "I am as intelligent as you thought. I volunteered to test the potion because I knew you would more than likely kill me if you had tested it on anyone else."

"Very good, Severus, you know me too well sometimes. However it doesn't matter because in five minutes your body will be completely mine." Voldemort said noticing the smile still not fade from his servants lips.

"No, actually in two minutes your body will be completely mine." Snape responded.

"What?" Harry said. "You mean you gave him…you took the….. Oh this is too perfect." Harry laughed now feeling a bit more safe in the room even with his enemies wand draw to him.

"I told you it wouldn't be painful for you, Potter. You should really learn to trust people more." The potions master stated.

"It's a little hard to trust someone who leads you into an ambush without and prewarning of their master plan." He replied as he glanced over at Voldemrot who was now just standing there as if he were a statue. "What's wrong with him?"

"The potion has run its course. His mind and body now belong to me. It's quite reassuring really." Finally that stupid grin wore from Snape's face. "Now, let's get you home."

"What about him? Are you just going to leave him here like this?" Harry asked as he turned towards the door.

"No, I suppose that's a bad idea." Before the Gryffindor could offer any suggestion of what should be done Snape drew his wand then simply said, "Avada Kadavra." Then Voldemort was no more. His death almost seemed unjust, but he was gone now.

"Let's go." Snape turned and began walking towards the door but stopped suddenly and dug in his pocket. "I asked the headmaster to get this for me before we left." He held out his hand to reveal Harry's invisibility cloak.

Harry waited several weeks for some of all the excitement to die down before once again finding himself walking the dungeon halls late at night. The second he stepped in front of Snape's office door it opened. "Oh, where you expecting me?" The Gryffindor said with a laugh.

"Every night since we got back." The potions master said as he closed the door behind the unseen boy. "What took you so long to start coming down here again?"

"I just wanted some of the comotion to be over before I did." He said as he took his normal seat in front of his teacher's desk. "Why didn't you tell me to come down here if you wanted to talk to me?"

"I didn't want to go looking for you if you didn't want to talk to me." Snape said as he sat down "So, what do you plan to do with your life now that you've been freed from your destiny to be the one to defeat Voldemort?"

"I think I'll find love. Which reminds me, who is it?" The Gryffindor asked while a wicked smile crossed his face.

"Not this again, Potter. I'm not going to tell you, not even now." He said as he closed his eyes.

"Please, I swear I won't tell anyone….. And, maybe I can help you get their attention. I'm good at that kind of thing, you know." Harry said as he stood from his seat.

"Oh, I've already gotten his attention. I just don't think it wise to persue my feelings. Now, go to bed, Potter." The old Slytherin said as he waved the boy towards the door. "I'm tired, I'll talk to you more tomorrow night."

Harry had noticed that the other had seemed quite weak so he did as he was asked and went to bed.