Trust no one, obey to no one, and care for no one

except…

Disclaimer: I wish JKR would give me the rights of Harry Potter for Christmas… Fat chance… Please don't sue me! And by the way, when you recognize something from a movie, it belongs to the person who owns the rights of this movie, K?

Rating: Offers Lemon drops around Loads of Lemon to come… NC-17! Nyark!

Pairings: Harry Voldie, Remus Sirius, Lucius Sevvie…

Warning: Ron, Hermione and Dumbles bashing, torture and Violence! And very probably SLASH! If you don't like it, GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE YOU BASTARD!

Categories: humour & fluff! But the world DOES grow dark… soooo weeell, let's just say: party time for the dark side!

I was reading Abandon by Batsutousai for the hundred time and suddenly, I imagined Tom speaking with a northern accent. Don't ask me why but I can't imagine him speaking differently now… I must have watched Two Pints of Lager too much I guess… OOOOOh yes I can clearly see Tom and Harry dressed in sportswear talking with the accent (which I think is really sexy by the way…not the sportswear, though) and drinking lager, eating crisps, throwing darts at a photo of Dumbledore… But that is another story…

And well, as Tom was brought up in London in the thirties, he should have a strong cockney accent… What do you think?

Keys:

-Speech- : Parseltongue

Speech: Telepathy

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Chapter 6: The Spy Who Loved Me

Lucius sighed when he saw Hogwarts standing proudly next the vast lake. He silently made his way to the kitchen door and pushed it as quietly as he could. As it was Sunday morning, there wasn't any student in the corridors and he reached Bellatrix' door quickly. Somehow, he wasn't surprised to discover the Dark Lord and Harry Potter laying on the couch in the living room, a few empty bottles testifying that Saturday nights were well used.

"My Lord?" the blond wizard whispered tentatively. "My Lord, are you awake?"

The Dark Lord answered by snoring a bit louder.

"Master… Master! MASTER!" shouted a very worried and very impatient Lucius.

Tom snored and Harry let out a sleepy whine before falling into deep sleep once again.

"Lucius? What the fuck are you on about?" yawned an irritated Bellatrix. "Shout louder, there must be a centaur in the Forest who didn't ear you."

"Oh Bella! Sorry but it's really very much urgent a lot!"

"Oooookay…"

The black haired witch raised her raised wand, aiming at the two sleeping wizards.

"Aguamenti!"

"FOR THE FUCK OF GOD!" yelled a wet dark lord. Harry just rubbed his eyes.

"They're all yours, Lulu!" giggled the witch with a smug grin on her face.

Lucius, feeling the danger of the situation, spilled out his news very fast.

"SeviscomingtotellDumbledoreaboutHarry!"

Tom blinked a few times and, while drying himself with his wand, asked as calmly as he could manage:

"Repeat that sloooowly."

"Severus managed to leave my Manor. He's on his way to Hogwarts to warn Dumbledore."

"How many times will I have to kill him?" whined Harry who was changing into his school robes.

"Ah, you see how enraging it is when people just won't die?" smirked Tom.

The green eyed wizard stuck out his tongue and turned to Lucius.

"Thanks for the warning… I know this entire story affects you a lot… You were in love, weren't you?"

Lucius' eyes went dark for a second. "Yes, we were… I thought I knew him."

Harry gave him a warm smile. "Don't worry; I know what it feels like to have your world completely overthrown."

Lucius bowed stiffly and exited the room as fast as he could.

'The Dark Lord… Lords… are gonna send him to hell… it's over…' thought Lucius. 'I'm alone now…'

The blond wizard was standing at the top of the East-wing tower, contemplating the wide forest bordering the lake. He stepped on the edge and sat down hugging his knees as his tears began to flow.

Severus Snape was gliding as fast as he could to Dumbledore's office but his semi-corporeal form wasn't as fast as a real body. He was beginning to understand how Voldemort had felt after the 'baby-incident'. He finally reached the gargoyle.

"Jammie Dodgers!" he yelled.

The stairs appeared and he glided up.

"S…Severus? How…" stuttered the old headmaster who stopped rummaging through his papers to stare at the semi-ghost.

Voldemort, in all his snaky glory, burst into the office wand at the ready.

The potions master ducked a spell cast by the Lord and as he stood up, he caught a sight that froze his non-existent heart.

'oh smeg…what have I done' was Severus last thought before being hit in the chest with a powerful spell.

TBC

A/N: I'm terribly sorry but I failed my first semester so I've been very busy with my studies… I haven't been able to write a lot… I'm SO SORRY! I love you all, faithful reviewers, you are the joy of my pitiful excuse of a life!