Pretty Boy

Chapter 29

Meeting's And Death Comes To Visit

Severus Apparated outside of an old decaying abandoned building, it was Riddle Mansion. It was disgusting; of course none of the other Death Eaters knew this place was pure Muggle. Nobody knew that Voldemort had bought it from his Muggle father's estate; if they did he sure would have loved to have seen their reactions. He rolled up his sleeve and walked passed the wards which stopped anyone that didn't have the Dark Mark approaching. Which was why Dumbledore had so much trouble fighting the Death Eaters. As much as Severus hated to admit it they were all safe in Voldemort's lair from both Ministry and the Order. Which was why they could only stop raids and save as many as they could. He felt someone else passing the wards and didn't even look. Just continued straight on, his masks firmly in place for tonight's meeting. The place was now dark and dreary; it had probably at one point been a very beautiful place before Riddle killed his father. He shook those thoughts off; he couldn't afford Voldemort to catch him even thinking like that. He entered the mansion his robes billowing out behind him, making him look intimidating. The look on his face made most of the Death Eaters actually flinch, Severus Snape was not a man to be trifled with - not even Bella Lestrange tried. Severus Snape had never been a nice man, at one point he had enjoyed being a Death Eater. He had made potions and spells that would make even the hardest of Death Eaters flinch including Lucius Malfoy. However, Lucius liked to try his luck with Severus thinking he was safe because of their 'Lord' as he liked to put it. Severus bowed and kissed the hem of Voldemort's robes before taking his seat two seats from Lord Voldemort. Bella and Lucius was his two right hand Death Eaters and Severus was next. He had worked hard to ensure he had a place in Voldemort's inner circle - doing things he wasn't proud of. Severus had always believed in the saying 'keep your friends close but enemies closer' and it's something he always did.

"Severus, Lucius has told me some interesting information," said Voldemort looking at Severus suspiciously. He knew about Lucius' jealousy of Severus, it always amused him that a man who had everything could be so envious. Yet Severus was more powerful, more creative and he was coveted for his Potions abilities. The only reason Lucius got that seat next to him was because he had money, and the blonde haired wizard knew that.

"And what would that be My Lord?" asked Severus, forcing a surprised yet suspicious look on his face. He never once quelled under the look the Dark Lord was sending him, he'd been a spy long enough to know looking away was a sign of guilt.

"Does Gringotts ring any bells?" hissed Voldemort.

"You mean when he asked how you were My Lord? In front of a bunch of Muggle loving fools." asked Severus smoothly. He stopped himself from gulping, a natural habit one has when they are nervous. His eyes never wavered from Voldemort's face. The red eyes went bright red, a sign that he wasn't happy.

"Crucio!" snarled Voldemort furiously, Lucius had smirked, but it was wiped of when the curse hit him. He had obviously expected Severus to be the one writhing in pain. Voldemort didn't like the thought of anyone to compromise Severus' position as spy. Especially not an elite Death Eater such as Malfoy. He realized he could have lost two of his most trusted Death Eaters because of Malfoy's stupidity, spite and jealousy.

"The man you were with?" questioned Voldemort once he had suitably punished Lucius.

His wife who was next to him didn't even flinch, Severus had to admire that. He knew Narcissa despite everything loved Lucius not as much as she loved her son. He could tell she was under a great deal of stress, possibly because of what Voldemort was demanding of her son. It was good that she knew what was going to happen; perhaps she would have the guts to do something about it. Preferably before Draco was marked, as Narcissa wasn't marked, but she had come with Lucius its how she was able to get in. They could both run, and make a new life for themselves, at least until the bastard was defeated.

"Ah, I'm assuming Lucius wasn't happy that I wasn't forthcoming, I wasn't under the impression I reported to him." said Severus feeling brave. Still watching Lucius impassively, the blonde was on the floor still panting, riding out the pain the curse had caused.

"You don't," hissed Voldemort. The warning was clear to Severus that he was about to be cursed if he wasn't careful. He was actually surprised Voldemort hadn't cursed him yet to be perfectly honest. He must be in a good mood, and that made Severus cagey.

"Dumbledore forced me to take on an apprentice, his name is Hadrian Williams." explained Severus subserviently.

"Why would he do such a thing after all these years?" hissed Voldemort suspiciously.

"The old fool works in way's I do not understand…I think he might be testing my loyalties," said Severus his lip curling in disgust. "The old fool either suspects or just wants to make sure…I have not gave him cause to suspect me. He believes whole heartedly in second chances, this will be his downfall." a smirk that promised pain was on Severus.

"Indeed it will," replied Voldemort angrily.

When Dumbledore was mentioned Voldemort always seemed to lose his composure. He truly hated Dumbledore; Severus was one of the few who knew why. Dumbledore had turned him away when Tom Riddle had begged to stay at Hogwarts. He feared and hated the wizard both at the same time, Severus couldn't understand why. He hated the old fool but fear? After looking at Voldemort, Dumbledore was nothing on him.

"Do not worry My Lord I will not let the man suspect a thing…should it come to it I will dispose of him with your permission." said Severus "His Occlumency walls are nonexistent. I will know." Severus ignored the glare that Lucius was boring into the back of his head. He was used to them, in all honesty he couldn't wait to get rid of Malfoy, and perhaps with his death he could save his godson in the process.

"Granted." snarled Voldemort angrily, how dare Dumbledore mess with his plans? He was becoming more and more bothersome as the days wore on.

"Lucius, where is Fudge?" snapped Voldemort rounding on his second in command. He was furious with Dumbledore, and needed someone to take it out on.

"I'm afraid he doesn't seem as confident as before, My Lord." winced Lucius, waiting on the pain he knew was coming. He was right the curse came fast and furious, once again falling out of the chair and screamed bloody murder.

The once proud Lucius Malfoy screaming and jerking under Cruciatus at the feet of a half blood. Severus barely concealed a smirk; it was good to see Lucius where he belonged. Perhaps he should show this to Harry, it certainly would entertain him.

"It's rumoured Dumbledore has been visiting him" said Lucius sourly. "However, I have someone else who would like to join, Delores Umbridge…she hates half breeds and is very close with Fudge." he just hoped and prayed that it would be enough to avoid Voldemort's wrath.

"Crucio!" snarled Voldemort his eyes flashing a deep red. He kept it on for a good five minutes.

Narcissa twitched as if she wanted to get up and help Lucius. However, she had a good sense to stay still and let Lucius endure it. Knowing if she did get involved Lucius' punishment would be ten times worse. Staring straight ahead, she showed no emotion that was until the Dark Lord spoke again.

"Present her to me next week. As well as your son." Voldemort said spitting angrily at Lucius, as way of punishing the Malfoy's.

"My Lord he is not ready!" protested Lucius from where he was bowing at Voldemort's feet, still shaking in agony. His son wasn't as susceptible to the plan as he thought he'd be, and Narcissa wasn't helping matters. She was very adamant against Draco's place at the Dark Lord's side.

"Excuse me?" snarled Voldemort, his voice lower and deadly than anyone had ever heard it before.

Severus wondered if there was going to be anything left of Lucius for Harry to finish off. Severus could say he had never heard Voldemort this furious before, not since the Potter's had vanished under the Fidelus charm. Of course the anger only lasted a week, until he called Pettigrew who gave him the location and betrayed his friends. He couldn't deny he was enjoying himself; it had been a long time since Lucius had screwed up so much.

"He is not ready My Lord." said Lucius quieter and with much more respect.

"I shall decide that," said Voldemort, "Crucio!"

Narcissa looked shaken by the news, she had to do something, and her mind was racing with ideas.

"Yes My Lord, as you wish." said Lucius giving in.

"Bellatrix what news?" asked Voldemort turning his attention to the woman sitting next to her sister.

"I have confirmation that they are looking for Harry Potter My Lord," cackled Bella laughing uproariously "The little saviour has ran away." giggled Bella insanely. Positively beaming that she had good news for her Master when no one else did.

"Where did you overhear this?" demanded Voldemort sitting up straighter, paying more attention to her. Causing the witch to purr at the attention.

"Privet Drive My Lord" Bellatrix told him proudly.

"Avery, Nott, Snape, Malfoy come, Bella my dear lead the way." smirked Voldemort nastily, he would find out once and for all where Potter was tonight. Dumbledore dared mess with his plans; well he would mess with Dumbledore's. He would send Potter's head back to Hogwarts and leave them to weep over their dead saviour.

It took them all of three seconds to appear at Privet Drive; thankfully the Muggles had the good sense to stay in. Severus thought as he walked down the street with the others. Thankfully he was covered and nobody would recognize him. Not even Dumbledore if he raided anyone's mind to find out what happened. He saw the Squib, Figg peaking out of her window. She was in the Order, he wondered if she had known what Harry's home life had been like - he hoped not or he would enjoy her death as well. No doubt the Order would be here quickly, so he had to be sure to keep an eye out. There was no wards on the property, they had either faded or never been there to begin with. The fact Harry had never seen them as family, would probably have a factor in it.

"Alohomora" shouted Bella laughing gleefully as she walked into the house of Harry Potter.

There was pounding, heavy pounding of something heavy crossing the landing.

Avery stalked up the stairs, a blood thirsty grin on his face, looking ready to play with his toys. He scoffed at the fat Muggle, as if plastic would help him. He was about to prove it, pointing his wand at him, just then a loud bang followed a permanently surprised look on Avery's face. Looking down he saw a hole in his chest. Touching it in disbelief, he chucked in incredulity before he fell back, dead before he touched the ground.

Voldemort passed a very familiar wand to Severus, finally reunited with it. Voldemort's look was clear, he'd take part tonight whether he wanted to or not. No one noticed him sliding it up his right sleeve and pulling another the same colour of wood out into his left palm. His second wand was about to come into play for a more…fun aspect.

"Accio!" snapped Severus, summoning the gun to him, slightly shocked with the Muggles guts. He'd actually just killed Avery, what a way to go, killed by an obese Muggle. Well Severus definitely was going to remember this for as long as he lived.

"Crucio!" snarled Voldemort, fury bubbling through him; the stupid idiotic Muggle had just cost him one of his more…entertaining Death Eaters.

"Freaks! Vernon!" screeched Petunia, crouching down beside her husband's shaking form. How he didn't end up rolling down the stairs was anyone's guess. "Stop it! Just bloody stop it you disgusting freakish idiots!"

Severus observed her slightly bemused; Petunia had not changed the slightest. She was just as horrible and giraffe like as she had been as a child. The girl who had once wanted to be a Witch just like him, he had always found it amusing. She called her sister a freak of nature yet she wanted to be one herself. The Dark Lord speaking brought Severus out of his thoughts, paying close attention to everything happening.

"Where is Harry Potter!" demanded Voldemort angrily.

"Potter?" spat Petunia as if it were a nasty curse; Severus himself was actually pretty impressed of how much hate she put into the name. Harry had been nothing but a defenceless baby that had been left in their care. How could she have hated him so much? Merlin he was going to kill them.

"Where is he you stupid Muggle!" hissed Bella banishing her wand.

"I don't know where the nasty little freak went! I've not seen him since they took him to that nasty freak school of yours!" snarled Petunia holding her husband who was sobbing in pain. The curse had finally been lifted, and he just lay there blubbering.

"She speaks the truth," said Severus, "She is useless."

"Crucio" snapped Voldemort; if he couldn't get information from the woman then he'd kill her.

"Sectumsempra!" said Severus; aiming it at the fat boy he could see hiding just at the corner. He was down before he knew what was happening.

Voldemort's red eyes twinkled viciously as he stopped the spell, allowing the woman to see her son die.

"No! Dudders, my precious boy! No please! We don't have the freak! We never wanted the freak!" sobbed Petunia, trying and failing to stop the bleeding. Her son was dying in from of her and there was nothing she could do. Nothing stopped bleeding, no matter how hard she pressed, her tears mingled with the blood as she continued tying. "What has the freak brought down upon us? I should have put him in an orphanage the ungrateful brat."

"Confringo!" hissed Severus, infuriated beyond words at her statement. His aim was perfect, an unholy wail rose out of Petunia's mouth as her arm was blasted into smithereens. Bone, tissue and blood splattered everywhere in its wake. Petunia passed out unable to process the pain she was in or what had just happened.

"Enervate!" said Bella giggling at the Muggle, prodding her arm as she woke making her scream in agony.

"Confringo!" hissed Severus, at her other arm, causing the Death Eaters to move out of the way hastily. Once again reminded why they never pissed Severus Snape off, he was merciless. He was very creative in causing the maximum amount of pain without the result of death.

"Urere," hissed Severus, repeating it again upon the other stump, causing both wounds to instantly cauterise. Petunia cried out as more pain was added to her system, twisting and turning in hopes of making it go away. A foot descended, Petunia flinched expecting it to crush her, yet it didn't. She was forced to watch her son. Tears and snot were raining down her face, as the Death Eaters laughed around her.

Severus held her face in place with his boot, enjoying getting revenge for a defenceless child. Harry may not be that child anymore, no that child had died in their care, a stronger Harry rose from the ashes and ran away from both the Dursley's and Dumbledore. Now she'd see what her actions had caused, even if she didn't understand.

"Crucio!" cackled Bellatrix, jumping up and down grinning as Dudley Dursley began shaking, moaning weakly in pain. Twisting and jerking made more blood flow from the open wounds, Snape's Sectumsempra had caused. She copied Snape and stood on her sons face, forcing their eyes to meet.

"Mummy," moaned the dying young man, he didn't understand, why was this happening? His mum had said they got rid of the freak…was this why? They could do the same things as his freakish cousin could do.

"Not fast enough," grumbled Bellatrix, punching as viciously as possible against Dudley's weak and sliced open chest. The shock of it made Dudley shake some more, before he stilled, his lips began to slowly turn blue at the lack of oxygen. His eyes began to glaze over as his mother watched sobbing her heart out.

"Sectumsempra," repeated Severus, severing Petunia's leg from her torso. "Urere."

"Remind me again never to piss you off Snape." said Nott, his eyes warily meeting Snape's. He'd seen a lot of things, but this…this was torture to a whole new level.

"It's a good outlet." said Severus calmly as if he hadn't just been torturing someone, or was about to start again.

"Fervo Sanguis," hissed Nott at the neglected Vernon Dursley. The bastard had killed his best friend; he would pay for the crime with his life. Immediately he began screaming, his bloody began to boil, his body began to get lumpy as his bloody literally began to cook inside his body and veins.

Severus immediately shielded himself, against what he knew was coming; the others did exactly the same. Using his foot, he forced Petunia to turn her head to the other side. He was surprised she was still alive, if he was being honest. She'd lost both her arms and leg even if the wounds had been cauterised. Like a volcano, Vernon Dursley erupted, blood and spatter flying everywhere leaving nothing behind to possibly identify him. He grimaced at the fact Petunia had screamed at the wrong moment, watching in morbid fascination as she went green. Having a piece of your husband's flesh in their mouth would make anyone sick.

Leaning over her, when he felt the wards being tripped, he forced himself into her mind, shielding it from Voldemort and said 'This is for Harry Potter everything you did to him. If you'd just loved him as you should…well this wouldn't have happened. You brought it on yourself.' coming out he removed his mask, smirking at her; her eyes widened recognizing him immediately. She gurgled but before she could say or do anything Severus acted.

"Avada Kedavra!" said Severus. It was curious that he didn't even feel the slightest bit guilty. Normally after such a thing, he would feel that way. "My Lord the ward has been tripped, someone is coming and I think we have a good idea who it is." Severus added grimly, no doubt it was Dumbledore, and he was genuinely surprised he'd taken so long to come.

"Leave," said Voldemort, with a twirl he disappeared, Apparating from the house. The others followed, leaving Avery's body to be found, there was just no point in taking it with them. He was no good to them dead after all.

Leaving behind a caved in chest of Dudley Dursley, half a Petunia Dursley with the rest scattered around the area. Let's not forget the splattered remains of Vernon Dursley for the Order to find.

Severus Apparated to the wards of Hogwarts, and made his way towards his Dungeons. He knew Dumbledore would likely be down as soon as he was finished at Privet Drive. So he had to get the wand hidden. He couldn't risk Dumbledore finding out about it, or realizing what he had it full stop. He was going to deny even being there, since he used his unregistered wand it couldn't be tracked to him. Ollivander had sworn an unbreakable oath. He best get to Harry, no doubt he was worrying even if he didn't show it. He knew how attached Harry was to him, and even if he wouldn't admit it, it warmed his heart.

And Revenge has begun!