I AM CALLING FOR HELP FROM ALL REVEIWERS OF THIS STORY. I HAVE A MAJOR WRITERS BLOCK AND CANT THINK OF ANYTHING! BELOW IS A LITTLE BIT OF THE NEXT CHAPTER TO KEEP YOU GOING UNTILL I GET OVER MY WRITERS BLOCK!
As Snape looked into
the Dark Lord's mind memories flashed passed him, glimpses of how
Voldermort viewed the world. It seemed a very cruel place.
Interesting as it was, it was not what Snape was searching for,
and he knew that if he lingered he would be punished severely, most
loyal servant or not.
Not finding anything that might resemble a memory charm, Severus delved deeper yet. Then suddenly he came to a block. A space devoid of feeling, light or image of any kind.
YES! Now came the tough part of dismantling it, which would be no mean feet. Dumbledore, mudblood lover that he was, was still one of the more powerfull wizards out there.
Snape sent his mind toward the charm, probing for any sign of weakness to pull the charm apart and reveal any secret hidden truths within. There it was. Snape could feel a slight weakening, so slight that he might have missed it and kept searching if he was not combing the charm so thoroughly, for good reason, as Voldermort would be there when he came out of his mind.
The darkness started to fade as Harry came back into the land of the living to find his all time enemy screaming, swinging his gaze over to Snape he found that the potions master had a look of utmost concentration on his face.
A took a couple of minutes before he registered where he was and why he was there, and then... "&$ HELL!"
This is not happening. This is not happening! This is NOT happening! Who am i kidding? This is happening.
IM AM SO SORRY – BUT I THINK I AM GOING TO HAVE TO ABANDON THIS FIC... I HAVE TRIED WRITING THIS CHAPTER FOR A MONTH AND NOTHING IS COMING TO ME, ID JUST THOUGHT ID PUT THIS UP AND IF ANYONE WOULD LIKE TO ADD TO IT, IT WOULD BE GREAT – IT MIGHT GIVE ME SOME IDEAS.