Severus Snape was terrified. He stood before his master, wishing he could disappear.
"This," Lord Voldemort pointed to the corpse. "This came in here a moment ago -- I don't know how it got past the wards -- and claimed to be my daughter."
Snape tried to look shocked.
The Dark Lord continued. "She said her name was Snape-Riddle."
"I don't --" Snape was cut off when Voldemort's Cruciatus Curse hit him.
"We were really drunk, my Lord! You impregnated me!"
"You're a woman?"
"No."
"You're a man, and you gave birth."
"Yes, my Lord."
"Avada Kedavra!"