Chapter 2

The years went by; the minister gave the headmaster the money from the people that had died in the war making the headmaster stinking rich. Voldemort was gone and the world was one again living in peace. They were all praising the headmaster's name. The death eaters were taking orders from Lucius Malfoy. Voldemort had ordered them to follow Lucius if anything happened to him. Something had but Lucius Malfoy a wife and a child he wanted to watch grow up so there were not many raids as there once were.

Malfoy gave the diary to one of his pets that he kept, but his wife knew nothing of them. When he stayed at Riddle manor, he used them, but he gave it to one person who was not broken yet. They were good for sex that was one thing Luc liked about them. Severus only liked the nice looking ones and smaller ones. Luc liked the older ones around his own age. But the one that was not broken was a child and he hardly used him. He didn't like hurting children pure blood or not.

And he saw the changes in the kid. He knew it would not be long before his lord was back. As much as he liked being in power he was not the one to be doing it. He knew his lord was smarter than him, one blunder could mess things up, getting his lord back made it all the better. He better not get himself killed other wise the dark lord would be truly gone and Lucius would not like that.

He wanted power and he got power. He wanted power over the muggles who beg for there lives, and his ideas were listened to. He had a good job at the ministry and everything all was good for him. He didn't know what he would do without his power; he wanted his name to install fear and amazement into people.

A year later that child was gone and their lord was back and calling his death eaters to him. Severus hated it he had two masters to serve, the last time he could hardly find any time to sleep because of the dark lord summons and now he was back. Dumbledore would expect him to spy and the dark lord would expect potions just as he was getting used to being able to sleep. Well if you could call it that watching the green eyes filled with fear. Waking up shaking in the morning because he hated what he had done and it tortured him every day.

So the peace ended once again, Dumbledore and the ministry were trying there damn hardest to cover it up. People were meeting nasty ends. Severus was killing more and more people more like being forced the compulsions were driving him mad and he hated it he hardly ate anything. Good job for the nutrition potions or he would know all about it. He was always sick to his stomach and everything else seems to be coming back up down the toilet.

Everything seemed useless he was raping people every night in Riddle manor before leaving them to be killed by death eaters, he hated that. But there was nothing he could do. He knew he had to do it because of one of the compulsions that Dumbledore put on him one he had decided to call 'maintain your cover no matter what'.

He was right now standing at a death eater meeting; he was tired surly death was much better than this? All this death torment no one would believe me if I told them that Dumbledore had put spells on him With a quiet sigh he watched as his master banged his way into the room, the place going quiet and the place filling with fear as he came.

"My loyal followers, the new recruits have been on raids and bought presents for the elders while proving there loyalties to me with the killing mudbloods and muggles" said Lord Voldemort spitting the last couple of words as. If they were a disgusting pile of dogs crap that deserves to be killed.

"Where did you raid my lord?" asked Avery, who looked like Christmas had come early he always loved these nights when he got to do this, fresh meat.

"We raided Surrey," said Lord Voldemort. Severus heard a new recruit talking about a huge guy he had torn apart in front of his wife and huge boy, and then done it to the boy.

"It was fun watching them scream; there insides filling the room. His wife passed out well before it all finished and the boy only looked on dumbly they were disgusting. All the while calling us freaks and telling us to take the freak" said Nott Jr as if he had just been in a candy shop and had enjoyed it.

Severus frowned, Surrey? Where had he heard that before? Before it came to him causing him to gasp out loud, it was Harry Potters street! Harry Potter was either Dead or captured.

"Snape what is your problem?" hissed Voldemort angrily he hated being interrupted and by one of his inner circle none the less! If he had not been in such a good mood he would have cursed him.

"Sorry my lord, I have just got the main ingredient for a new potion for you my lord" said Severus bowing in submission, not wanting to be cursed when he had been let of already, he knew the dark lord would have cursed him if he had not been in such a good mood.

"Good Severus I will have you brew it in a weeks time. Write it down before you forget it!" said Voldemort, hitting one of the recruits for just standing there when he asked for paper and pen. Luckily he was in a good mood other wise it would have been a lot worse than the curse he used.

Severus wrote down the potion, he already knew, he had a bunch of them on hand. Only handing them in when he was minutes away from being killed. He was thankfully the only one with the recipes other wise it would be all over the world.

"Excellent Snape, you may choose who you want first. Have a good time tonight before you begin that potion in a week" said Lord Voldemort basically saying that there would not be a meeting for one week and maybe even more for the others.

"Thank you my lord, you are the best!" said Severus kissing his masters robes, before getting up whipping the dirt from his robes. He began looking around for one who looked like James Potter. He was not there with a sinking feeling in his stomach he could not believe that he was dead. He would never get the chance to apologies to him for taking Harry's magic from him was the worst thing he had ever done. Then he saw another person further from the rest apparently Lucius wanted him.

"I want this one my lord" said Severus excitement in his voice. Voldemort was glad that his follower was excited; it had been ages since he had seen that look in Severus, and he had thought Severus had been wavering from the dark side. Tonight had just proved Severus loyalties. And they were to the dark side if only they knew.

"That's mine Snape!" yelled Lucius Malfoy acting like a spoiled brat which would be the last thing he did. Lord Voldemort was obviously had enough of him to want to get rid of him.

"Crucio" yelled Voldemort.

Again "Crucio" snapped Voldemort keeping it on longer this time, Lucius Malfoy was gasping for breath on the floor. He was about to get up and kiss his masters robes before he could.

"Crucio" he shouted one last time he watched as Lucius curled in fatal position before his lips went blue blood started to come out from his mouth and nose he shuddered and died his grey eyes staring open at nothing.

Draco watching in horror as his father was killed. Just for wanting a stupid boy! He could not believe it, running over he checked and checked again to see if his father was alive but he was not. Tears came unwillingly in his eyes, he loved his father, and he would rather die than not to revenge him.

Putting his wand up he yelled "Avada Kedavra!" yelled Draco pointing it at the dark lord no one killed his father and got away with it.

One faithful covered the dark lord's body with his own goodbye last of the Crabbe family. His father had already died in a raid the Crabbe money went to the Malfoy Family, and the Malfoy family will soon end, and the money will go to the Black family which made Harry Potter rich beyond his dreams. Well Albus Dumbledore till Harry Potter finds out. Question is will he find out?

Lord Voldemort was a young boy now whose voice still sounded snake like; his followers knew he was no longer immortal for his immortality had died along with his original body.

"Avada Kedavra" yelled Voldemort who was furious that Draco Malfoy had tried to kill him. So there it was three faithful followers were laying dead, two by the killing curse one by the cruciatus curse.

"Go do as you will take them with you!" yelled the Dark Lord. Grabbing one of the men they had captured before going into the master room. The man was already screaming before any of them moved. Most of them smirking while Severus was appearing to be impassive inwardly cringing at what the dark lord was putting the man through.

He unlocked the cuffs holding Harry; once he got a good look at him he winced and gave a startled gasp he was covered all over in cuts and bruises he knew that he must have been found like that. Because the ones that are captured are supposed to be clean and tidy. Grabbing him he went to the room he used every day locking and silencing the room. He took the clothes of Harry before healing him, magic being magic he was healed within two hours. The bruises faded cuts healed and broken bones mended.

Coming around Harry felt better than he had since his magic was taken from him. Since that incident happened. His uncle and aunt had beaten him for ever daring to threaten them with his magic. You see he hadn't needed a wand to do magic; he was an elemental more than one elemental and an animagus form.

Harry groaned it had been years since he had seen day light. Opening his eyes slowly he looked around. He wondered where he was. He could feel his magic it was coming back to him. He just needed to get passed the next wall and his magic would be his once again. He knew the potion would not be able to last forever because he had seen himself do magic again when he was older. He just didn't know how old he actually was; he just hoped the vision was real.

"It's about time you woke up" said a voice.

Harry jumped turning around he went pasty white when he saw who it was he scooted from the bed to the other side of the room. When the man came around to the side he was o3n. Harry bolted jumping on and off the bed he tried to open the door but it was locked with no magic he knew he was screwed.

Arms wrapped around him from behind telling him to "Calm down" soothingly. Harry could not help but relax when that voice spoke but he was still breathing heavily. He didn't want that potion again, he really didn't. He knew there was no point in struggling he said hoarsely.

"Please don't" tears coming unwilling to his eyes Severus didn't see them though.

"Don't what?" asked Severus curiously wondering what he was not wanting Severus to do.

Harry stiffened in his arms trying to get free to run hide. Not let this man put the potion in his mouth again. He would rather die than let the man do that to him. Eventually he bit the man on the hand; Snape had not expected that yelping that was enough for Harry he dived for the window he saw it was not that high up he could get out of here, he hoped.

Severus seemed to know where it was that he was going to go but not that he would get out anyway. The window blew him back leaving him breathless against the wall. Trying to regain his breath, he curled up in fatal position making sure that the man could not pour the potion into his mouth. He didn't understand why they had kidnapped him for to administer it. Could they have not just done it and be done at his house while he had been unconscious none of this made sense to Harry at all.