Disclaimer: I own nothing in the story yet except the plot. The rest belongs to J.K.Rowling.
This is my first Fan Fic so please be nice, I hope you like it. Sorry If it's too short!
Chapter 1
A man in a long dark cloak was screaming. His hands were clenched in pain. There was an evil laugh. "Severus, you didn't think you would get away, did you?" asked one of the evilest and most powerful wizards of all time Lord Voldemort.
The evil looking man raised his wand. "You will pay, just like the rest of the traitors. Crucio! " The cloaked man fell to his knees, his cloak hood fell back to reveal a greasy haired, hook nosed man in his early 40's. He screamed in pain as Voldemort laughed evilly. He raised his wand after a few minutes. "Tell me all you know about the Order and I'll make sure your death is quick, maybe even painless" He said, glaring at him.
Snape laughed. "You know that even if I give you the information, I'll die anyway. I made an unbreakable vow" He said, Wincing as he moved into a more comfortable position. "Well, I'm going to get the information out of you sooner or later, Crucio!" He cried.
Snape writhed in pain and then the screaming started again. Voldemort had an evil look in his eyes. "I can do this for as long as is needed, Severus" He said, barely audible above Snape's cries.
The pain ran through his body. Snape was gasping for breath by the time Voldemort had lifted his wand.
"Wormtail!" Voldemort yelled. A short, ugly man scurried into the room.
Voldemort studied the short man for a moment.
"Lock him away"
Severus Snape woke with a start. His body ached in places he didn't know he had. He groaned as he sat up. Wormtail had thrown him in what seemed to be the basement of the Dark Lords current hide out. He pulled himself up onto a stool and thought of what he was going to do, because he knew his body couldn't take much more of this. He was still deep in thought when he was interrupted by Wormtail. "What the hell do you want?" He snapped, eyeing Wormtail suspiciously. "The Dark Lord wishes f...for you to b...be...questioned" Wormtail stammered, letting in two other Death eaters. They grabbed Snape and half dragged him out of the room. He was barely conscious when they returned him after several hours of torture. Snape curled up in a corner and thought. He needed someone to help him, someone who would listen. Suddenly he had an idea. He crawled over to one of the cupboards. He grabbed out a beozar stone. He used several charms to make sure the person wouldn't get hurt and then placed a port key charm on it. he slipped it into his pocket and waited.
Several hours later Snape was half asleep when Bellatrix came in. She took him to Voldemort's personal quarters. "Ah! Severus, I want to make a deal with you" He said, once Bellatrix had left. "A deal?" Snape asked, skeptically. "Yes, if you tell me how to get past the wards on Harry Potter's house, then I will be lenient with your punishment" Voldemort said, moving closer to him. "I can't do that" Snape whispered. "You don't have a choice" Voldemort said, taking out his wand. Snape thought for a moment. He slowly slipped the small stone out of his pocket. Behind him was a stone bowl. Snape gently placed it in while Voldemort was talking. "… I am getting tired of waiting, if you can't tell me about the order, then tell me about Harry" He said. "What do you want to know?" Snape asked, pretending to be defeated. "What are his weaknesses?" Voldemort asked, wand pointed at Snape's head.
"Well, he is very stubborn" Snape said, trying to summon up enough magic to cast wandless magic. "I already know that, something only someone from the Order would know" Voldemort hissed, black sparks flying from his wand. Snape only needed another minute before he could perform the spell. "He is …weak, when his friends are in danger and when he believes he has no friends" Snape whispered. "Speak up Severus!" Voldemort said, impatience showing in his lifeless eyes. Portus Snape thought. The bowl disappeared.
"I said, if you want to get him, you need him to think that his friends are ignoring him, intercept his mail, make sure nobody goes to see him, then he will weaken" Snape said, not because he knew it would break Harry, but because that was how he felt. "He is also a terrible Occlumens" He whispered. This statement was only half true. Whilst Harry could not control his powers, he had finally learned to block dreams and visions.
Voldemort watched Snape for a moment. "Very well, you can return to your room, for now" Voldemort walked over to the fire and stared into it. Snape left the room.
When he was alone Snape laid on the bed and hoped, hoped that someone would help him, because he needed to tell the Order something. And also because he knew his body couldn't stand any more torture. Soon he fell into the first dreamless sleep he had had in months.