A/N: I hope that you are enjoying the story so far. I would hope that I am keeping you on the edge of your seat throughout the story, but that might be a little much to hope for. Enjoy.
"You would never understand even if I told you," said Aurora trying to understand herself.
"Just tell me Aurora. You've never hidden anything from me, and I've even told you my deepest secrets. There's nothing that you could tell me that would make me think of you any less."
"Severus my boy, maybe you should just leave this alone. don't you have another training session with young Mister Malfoy?"
"Malfoy! What are you training him for? Is his father not teaching him fast enough for you?" Just the mention of his name made Aurora feel all of the pain Lucius had caused her all over again. The pain that Severus hadn't saved her from, but that Tom, or Voldemort, had.
"Do you really want to know why I can't come back to you completely yet? Well, I'll tell you. because I love him."
Just then she was sitting in a window alcove starring up at Tom's face, instead of standing next to a fireplace looking deep into the soul of the man that she had loved in another lifetime.
"Aurora, what are you doing there? And why were you sleeping?"
"Tom," she looked up into his eyes, almost pleading for him to forgive her of all that she had done, and discovered in the last couple of days, "I have something that I must tell you."
He offered his hand to her so he could lead them to a more comfortable place to talk. Aurora only looked from his face to his hand, then back to his face. Tom could see that she was having trouble finding the courage to tell him, or trust him, but he refused to waiver.
"You must promise me that you won't get angry with me." She had said it in such a small voice that he thought she hadn't really said anything, but figured that his temper was being questioned, so he merely gave her the response she needed to hear. "I love you and could never be angry with you."
With that, Aurora took his outstretched hand and allowed him to lead her over to the couch so they both sit down while she said what was on her mind.
They sat there for some space of time in silence while Aurora tried to find the exact words to use and the best way to begin her confession. Finally, Tom broke the silence, but scared Aurora in the process.
"You do realize that you can always tell me anything and I won't judge you or think any less of you? But if you don't start talking soon, I'm going to have to leave you until you find your words, courage, whatever you're searching for. I have to get back to work, or else my men will undoubtedly fuck everything up."
Tom looked at Aurora for a moment, and when she made no move to begin talking, he got up to leave the room.
"When you get ready to talk to me, send someone to fetch me."
He made it halfway to the door before she had enough courage to speak. "I know who you really are, Voldemort." The last part added as almost an after thought.
He spun around on his heels and came at her with such force and speed, she thought that he was going to hurt her.
"Where did you hear that name?" He had placed a little too much emphasis and urgency in his voice, and had almost made it sound like he was yelling at her.
She became frightened and shaky as she tried to calm him down, "You promised that you wouldn't get angry!"
He stopped dead in his tracks and visibly calmed. "I'm not angry, I was merely surprised. I've never allowed anyone to call me that in front of you, and I've never used that name in your presence either, so I couldn't understand how you would have known that name, or that it was mine."
"I remember everything from my past. Everything!"
Voldemort sat down on the couch with her so she could get everything out without fear of an attack on his part.
She spent a good half hour explaining everything to him about the dreams she had been having, how the memories had been resurfacing ever since that night in the dungeons, and how she had been making "trips" to Hogwarts.
Voldemort had seemed calm through almost of her explanation. All but the part about her being the Pure Light Element, and that Severus had spent all of that time falling in love with her, rather than doing what he had been sent to do, and it infuriated him to find out that his right hand had been a spy for the blasted Order, but he kept it guarded form her so she need not fear him.
"So when you had found me there in the alcove, I had just come back from Hogwarts. Severus and I were having an argument on why I couldn't stay with him there, and just as I had told him that I still love you, even though I know who you are, I was shaken a wake by you here."
Voldemort sat stone still for the length of five deep breaths before Aurora couldn't take the silence any longer.
"Are you angry at me?"
He looked at her and saw some of that pure fear that he had felt in her scream the night he had saved her from Lucius, and scooped her up into his arms to comfort away the fear.
"I already told you before that I could never be angry with you."
"Do you believe me?"
"Yes. I especially believe that you love me, or else you could have gone on pretending to not have had your memories and started spying for the Order like Severus has been doing for these long years."
"You won't hurt Severus will you? I only ask because it would hurt me just as much if you hurt him. I love him just as much as you, and I don't think I could bare it if hurt befell either of you."
"I promise on my love for you, I won't harm a single greasy hair on Severus' head. But, I will be telling him that I know about his spying, and force him to chose a side once and for all."
Aurora spent the rest of the night in Voldemort's arms, sleeping on and off, while his men came to him for orders. When he was sure that Aurora was sleeping peacefully, he called Lucius to him.
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When he heard the door close, Voldemort halted Lucius with a single motion.
"That's far enough. I won't allow you any farther in this room while Aurora is in here asleep, you still giver her nightmares. I have a mission for you."
"I will willingly do anything my master bids."
"I know. Go fetch Severus for me. he should be in the middle of teaching classes right now. Bring him by force if you must, but get him here immediately! I have a few things I need to discuss with him."
"Yes my lord. He shall be here promptly."
As Lucius turned to leave, Voldemort remembered his promise to Aurora and said, "And Lucius, don't harm him in any way."
"Yes my lord."
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Sure enough, Severus was in the midst of a class, but with only one student, by the time Lucius had arrived on the grounds of Hogwarts. The anti-apparation spells on the grounds and school itself made it impossible for Lucius, or any students, to sneak into the school.
By the time Lucius got through the security and down to the dungeons where the Potion's classes were held, Snape was in the middle of a private session with Draco Malfoy.
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Professor Severus Snape had been named Draco Malfoy's god-father while he was still loyal to the Dark Lord and the Death Eater tribe.
Shortly after Draco's fifth birthday, Severus decided that he could no longer stand idly by and not try to stop the mad men he had pledged his life to.
While Lucius taught Draco the Dark Arts at home and planned that he would learn even more at Hogwarts from his god-father, secretly, Snape had been undermining his teachings. Snape had begun to teach Draco Light Magic during his visits and then increased the lessons and the intensity of those lessons while he was at Hogwarts, making Lucius believe that his son had a natural knack for the Dark Arts, when it was the Light that came naturally to him.
Draco was told to keep up the facade of being the Slytherin Prince, and all around hater of muggleborns, so his father would never suspect that anything was a miss with his son and the plans he had made for him.
Because of this, he had to miss out on the true friends that he could have had, always watching them from the side lines. Some of the things that he did to the Trio came naturally to him, but the day he called Hermione a Mudblood for the first time, made him sick to his stomach, even though Ron's curse had back fired.
After his father had heard of this, Draco was nearly praised. Draco knew that from then on he would have to continually attack Hermione in that fashion and in even worse ways until the day that Voldemort had been taken care of, and his family were no longer an issue in his life's choices. Which was what he and his god-father were working to at this very moment.
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"Severus, I have orders to… Draco!" Lucius had meant to go in and find Severus grading papers, or getting rid of a student that had finished cleaning duties for their detention with him, not him instructing his son in what appeared to be a private lesson like some lesser wizard.
"Father! what brings you to Hogwarts at this time of the evening?"
"I came here for your god-father, but the real question is why are you here? Shouldn't you be studying or practicing your magic control?"
"That's why he's here Lucius. I have been giving my god-son private lessons even since he started coming here so he could stay well above the level expected of him by this school, and he could become one of us all the more sooner."
Severus was attempting to take control of the situation so Draco wouldn't have to lie to his father, since Draco had never quite mastered that ability. He could lie to anyone else without blinking and eye and get away with it, but somehow, Lucius could always sense when Draco was lying to him.
"Oh! Well, we'll have to cut the lesson short tonight. the Dark Lord wishes to speak with you immediately."
"I would, but you know I am unable to leave here while the school year is in session. I have duties I must perform, and papers to grade before tomorrow." Severus was really not in the mood to go and have a talk with the man who had managed to steal Aurora's heart from him.
"I have orders to bring you in whether or not you want to come. And I am more than willing to use force if I have to."
Draco had been pushed behind Severus when Lucius began to talk about using force. Severus was afraid Draco would end up getting caught in the middle of something and get hurt.
"I wouldn't suggest doing anything rash here. Someone might walk in and see you here, without authorization."
"I don't need it. My son attends this school, and if I chose to come and visit him, I can at whatever time I deem worthy. Now come, my patients is wearing thin and my wand is ready for anything."
Draco, who had been on the wrong side of his father's wrath far too many times, could see his father's temper beginning to boil, and that always meant danger was fast approaching.
Fearing that his father would strike his god-father, Draco began to form a barrier just in case Lucius' temper flew off the handle.
"I already told you, I'm not leaving right now. I suggest you leave and tell Voldemort that when I can get out of my duties here, I'll come to him willingly. Until then, I must decline his "invitation" to talk."
"You are coming with me NOW!"
With that, a flash of blue light came from Lucius' wand flying straight at Severus.