Chapter 5: Going with the Flow

The next day, Voldemort called a meeting of all of his faithful (and some not-so faithful) followers. They were standing in a half-circle around him, listening intently to what he had to say.

He said that he had a new mission and he needed people to guard his horcruxes. They all new what the horcruxes were, but none knew where they were.

He picked his most faithful and trustworthy servants and told them where the one they would be guarding was.

He also told them that if they told anybody else that the consequences would be dyer. They all took this as a chance to prove themselves.

Severus was confused when he didn't get picked to guard one of his master's horcruxes. He thought that he was his right hand man. Or at least, one of his most trustworthy followers but he supposed he was wrong.

So, when he went to leave after Voldemort dismissed him, he was surprised that Voldemort called for him to come over and talk to him in private. But he still obeyed, of course.

Voldemort hadn't forgotten about Snape. He just had another…plan for him. "Severus, I need you to stay around my place and do work for me. Whatever I want done, like calling upon meetings and helping make plans on what our next move is and how to set that plan in motion."

Severus gaped. This was a tremendous honor, to help Voldemort out in making plans for the defeat of Harry Potter, A.k.a. the boy who lived, A.k.a. the boy Severus despised.

He nodded and bowed. "Thank, master."

Voldemort slightly nodded. The truth was, he really didn't need any help, he just wanted Severus to be close to him so he could keep an eye on him and make sure that he didn't see Lucius.

You are so jealous. His mind told him.

No I most certainly am not! I am Lord Voldemort, I have no feelings like jealousy, besides, there's nothing to be jealous of! I have no feelings for Sev. He said to the other annoying part of his mind.

Sev?

He scowled and Severus looked at him with confusion written across his face. He ignored that and went back to having an argument with the other part of his mind.

Severus! I was just too lazy to say his full name so I abbreviated it, that's all!

Uh huh…sure. The other part of his mind said mockingly.

He growled, aggravated. Severus just stood there, not sure what to do. Voldemort shook his head as if trying to shake out the other part of his mind that had made him angry.

He nodded his head to motion for Severus to come with him. They both apparated back to Voldemort's abandoned house.

Although Severus wasn't sure if it was abandoned or if The Dark Lord had killed the people that had lived there.

Voldemort sat down on the old couch while Snape just stood, not sure what he was suppose to do.

The brown-haired teenager looked very tense and the Severus found himself walking over to him and putting his hands on his master's shoulders.

He started to gently massage them before he realized what he was doing. He took his hands off and started to back away, frightened.

"Don't stop." Voldemort more request than commanded and the softness in his voice surprised the black-haired man.

He just nodded numbly even though he knew the other boy couldn't see him and returned to massaging his shoulders.

He was even tenser than Severus had thought, but that was understandable with everything he was dealing with and had to do.

Severus found himself wanting to take all of it away from Voldemort so he could be in peace for once. He almost laughed at that idea.

He could never imagine the Dark Lord in peace. Voldemort leaned his head back on Severus's hands and rested it there with his eyes closed and his lips slightly parted.

He looked very sexy; Severus had to admit to himself. He leaned down cautiously and kissed his pouty lips lightly.

He instantly regretted it and his heart seemed to stop in his chest as he waited for his master's response.

His eyes fluttered open slowly and looked at Severus for a while, not revealing any emotions at all.

Finally, he lifted his hands above his head and grabbed Severus behind his neck and lowered him down so their lips connected again. It was one of those spider man kisses.

He's hot and a good kisser. Was what ran through Severus's mind.

It then registered in Voldemort's mind what he was doing and he was not pleased. This was not what he needed.

He couldn't be falling for someone. After all those years of never caring about anyone, this was wrong. This wasn't him.

This was a weak version of Voldemort. Because love made you weak. But was what he felt really love?

He didn't know, because he had never felt love before so he probably wouldn't recognize it if it hit him in the face.

Then again, if something hit him in the face, it would die but that's beside the point…He decided to figure out what he was feeling later and just go with the flow, for the time being.

Ok, so you got to see a little more of Voldemort's emotions in this chapter. What did you think? I tried to update alot faster than I did last time and I'll keep trying to update faster and faster each time. But, Please Review!