Title: Snape's Revenge
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Chapter 4: Voldemort's Plan
Snape arrived at Malfoy Manor but this time he was alone in arriving at the Malfoy residence. Several Death Eaters were talking and as he walked down the hall he overheard Bellatrix talking to her husband.
"The Dark Lord gave me Hufflepuff's cup and I placed it in my vault," Bellatrix told him.
"Well I hope it stays there," her husband said.
"Don't worry, it will," Bellatrix said.
Smiling Snape walked pass them but they didn't even notice that he had overheard them and then knocked on the door. A very cold 'enter,' could be heard and Snape walked in. Ollivander was being led away and Snape couldn't believe that the old wand maker had been caught. However he shut down his thoughts put up his shields and waited.
"Severus, come forth," Voldemort called out and Snape came froth. "I've heard most distressing news and I wish for you to clear matters up."
"Of course, my lord," Snape said.
"As Headmaster I told you that I would appoint the Defense Against the Dark Arts and Muggle Studies Professors, yet the Carrows died and you hired the werewolf and his bitch. Can you explain the reasons as well as the fact that the castle is being protected by the ORDER OF THE PHOENIX?"
He screamed the last part and thankfully Snape's mental shields held.
"Simple, my lord," Snape said, his stomach rolling as he spoke. "I want the Order in my sights so that you can take them out. Also I wanted Lupin and his bitch wife to think that I was still the same. I can brew his potion and when he once again trusts that the potion is safe then I would slip a poison, silver, and he would die."
"And what about the unborn child that's in the bitch's womb?" Voldemort asked.
"I'll kill it as well and allow you to use the body for potion ingredients," Snape answered without missing a beat.
"Good idea," Voldemort said. "Now I want you to do something for me."
"Of course, my lord," Snape said.
"I want you to go to Hogwarts and take Ravenclaws tiara and place it in the Prince family vault. I can't allow it to remain at Hogwarts while the Order is around. It's located in the Room of Requirement. Also I want you to get very close to Minerva McGonagall, pretend that your there to help her, and then do what you can to ensure that your line continues. I have no need for a child myself but future Death Eaters I do. Both of you are very powerful and any child that you produce will be even stronger.
"Naturally not as strong as me but close," he finished.
"I'll get love and lust potions ready," Snape said.
"Very well," Voldemort said, "You can leave."
He bowed and then turned and left, grateful that he had escaped without punishment.
When he arrived back at Hogwarts he at once told McGonagall to call an Order meeting. She did, since she was the Head of the Order of the Phoenix now. The other Order members that hadn't been at Hogwarts when Snape arrived wanted to kill him, including Molly Weasley, but McGonagall told them that Snape was on their side still and to settle down.
"So what news do you bring?" McGonagall asked.
"I've found the locations of Hufflepuff's cup and Ravenclaws Diadem," Snape announced.
Everyone muttered in excitement.
"And where are they at?"
"The cup is in Bellatrix's family vault and the Diadem is here at Hogwarts in the Room of Requirement."
"What are we waiting for," Mr. Weasley said. "Let's get them."
"Arthur, we have to be careful," Snape said. "If Tom should find out that the cup and Diadem are destroyed, though he won't physically know, then he'll know that I told. We need to make an exact copy of the two items and then placed them inside the vaults, Tom has asked me to place the Diadem in my family vault."
"Because he trusts you," Mrs. Weasley snapped.
"Of course, trust is everything to him," Snape said.
"What I want to know is where's the real Slytherins locket," Lupin said.
"That's what we're hoping that Potter finds out," Snape said. "Then we can launch an attack and get the locket back."
"Sounds like a plan to me," Tonks said.
"Is that all?" McGonagall asked.
"Actually there's one last thing but I want this to be between me and you, Minerva," Snape told her.
"Why," Fred asked.
"Because I don't want everyone to know," Snape snapped.
Fred grunted and everyone waited. Finally McGonagall said. "Dismissed."
"But-," started Mrs. Weasley.
"I said dismissed," McGonagall snapped and one by one the Order left. "So what's wrong, what else is there?"
Snape felt a headache coming on.
"Tom has asked me to insure that my line continues," Snape told her and McGonagall went white. "I'm sorry but I didn't want the Order to hear this."
"Oh Gods," McGonagall muttered.
"Minerva, I can get you out of the country and Tom will never be able to bother you," Snape told her.
McGonagall held up her hand. "I'm not going to run away from him," she told Snape. "So how long does he want to wait for this magical moment to happen?"
"I don't know," Snape answered and sat down. "Oh Gods, I never thought he would ask for something this low. I feel like I'm living a nightmare all over again, like I'm betraying Lily's memory."
McGonagall looked at him. "You wanted to have children with her, didn't you?"
Snape nodded. "I loved her so much and that's why I hate Harry so much. He was the son that I would never have."
"You've been a father, of sort, to him," McGonagall said.
Snape snorted. "What kind of father have I been?" he asked. "I've reminded him constantly of his father and treated him almost the same way that my father treated me. And now Harry's going to become a pig to a slaughter and I'm going to die because I refuse to do this. You've always been a good friend of mine and I'm being asked to-."
"Bless the world with more insufferent know-it-all," McGonagall joked, "More tiny bookworms."
"Oh Gods, don't remind me," Snape said. "I'm having visions of a room-full of Hermione Grangers."
McGonagall laughed and Snape cracked a smile.
"Severus, I'm not leaving," McGonagall told him. "And if you have to do this then so be it."
Snape sighed, his smile gone. Why did life have to be this unfair?
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"Professor, you can't do this," Hermione Granger told McGonagall when Snape told her that he would be showing her how to brew a powerful potion called a Desire Draught
"Miss Granger," McGonagall said. "I fully understand that you find the idea of more Snape's around unbearable but try and allow us to both live."
"He's a murderer!" Granger snarled. "He killed Dumbledore."
"And I wish that you would shut up," Snape snapped. "A potion brewer should be able to brew anything and not let personal opinion take first place. Now this potion is taught for those that are going into St. Mungo. I'll have Slughorn get you the ingredients and then I'll show you how to brew it."
"So that you can woo Professor McGonagall to bed," Granger said.
"No so that we can live," Snape told her. "If Minerva gets pregnant then we'll both live because I know that he'll not see the end of this war and then our children can live in peace along with the Lupin family's child and any child that's born after. Now give this list to Slughorn and have him get you the ingredients unless you wish to not have a Transfiguration teacher."
"Harry's not going to like this," Granger told him.
"Like I care what Potter thinks," Snape snarled and Granger left.
It took an hour for Granger to come back and when she did he saw that Slughorn had given her only half of what was needed. He pulled out a catalog and had the rest of the ingredients owled ordered. When the owl left McGonagall left to go and see Madam Pomfrey.
"The potion will work at anytime but we need to have it on a certain time," Snape told Granger.
"When she's able to get pregnant," Granger said her tone cold.
"Yes," Snape answered. "Now I'm going to see how the cats are doing. Make sure that you have a solid gold cauldron ready for this."
"Why, why can't we use a pewter cauldron?" Granger asked.
"Because if we use a pewter cauldron the potion will be useless," Snape said, "And then both me and Minerva die."
And he left the room.
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"Something is wrong between those two," Tonks told her husband.
"That I agree with," Lupin said. "But Minerva was very adamant about us not knowing."
"You know think that You-Know-Who asked Snape to do something that he didn't want us to know about?"
"If he did we'll soon find out," Lupin told her.
"I hope it's soon," Tonks said, touching her belly. "Because even though Snape has shown that he's still on our side I don't trust him."
"Dora, I trust him more then I do Malfoy," Lupin told her.
And speaking of Malfoy when the next time that he had Draco in Defense Against the Dark Arts he noticed that he wasn't with his friends, Crabbe and Goyle. He talked to his N.E.W.T class about how to kill a vampire.
"Normal stakes don't harm them, unlike in muggle movies, they need to be hit with a stake that's been cursed," Lupin told the class.
The students wrote this down and then Malfoy raised his hand.
"Yes, Malfoy," Lupin said.
"What is the point in all this?" he asked. "I want to learn the Dark Arts."
"The Headmaster has made it clear that this is Defense Against the Dark Arts and five points from Slytherin," Lupin told him and he continued on with his lesson.
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Snape, meanwhile, was busy enjoying his rest from the-man-that-he-hated-so-much. He read Romeo and Juliet to the cats and Koko seemed to enjoy the part about the war between the two families. Snape closed the book and looked down at his listeners.
"You like the conflict that's going on, don't you," Snape said, a smile on his face.
"YOW!" Koko answered.
"I thought that might be your answer," Snape said.
The next morning, as he was enjoying coffee, an owl dropped off a message. It was from the Ministry of Magic and something told him that this wasn't going to be pleasant news. However he opened it and read:
To: The Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
From: The International Fat Painters and Sculptors of England
Dear Headmaster Snape,
Our store was torched by Death Eaters and so we've been given permission to show off our collection of fine works to the public and wish to use the Great Hall to show off what we have, which include pottery and very fine oil pieces. The showpiece of the whole thing is a painting of knives, designed to show off the human quality of violence. I do hope that you will come to this wonderful event. The show is this Saturday at five.
Sincerely,
Mark Obese,
Head of the IFPSE
"Now what do you think about that," Snape asked Koko and Yum Yum. "We're going to be invaded by non half-giants that eat more then Ron Weasley and it's headed by a man that has the sir name of a medical condition."
"YOW!" Koko said as a form of comment.
"I swear this Headmaster job is strange," Snape told Koko. "I've almost been murdered, I'm being asked to father a child, Granger thinks that I'm Satan in the flesh, and now I'm going to be watching more flesh bobbing around and none of them are on flattering people while they display horrible painting of knives. I personally think that International Fat Painters and Sculptors of England have mental problems. I mean, who would want to be that fat?"
Koko yawned and then dropped down, disappearing through the door.
True to Snape's horrible words the International Fat Painters and Sculptors of England did show up. Snape poked his head in and saw a room full of very fat men and woman. Each of them looked over four hundred pounds and he knew they hadn't been born that way. A man that looked the heaviest cornered Snape and he didn't know if the man was going to crush him or just talk to him.
"Headmaster, I'm glad that you're allowing this," he said. "I'm Mark Obese, the Head."
"I got that impression," Snape said, trying not to stare at how fat the man was.
"I want to show you a painting from Violet Violence," Mark told Snape.
Snape had to take a double take. "Violet Violence, is that really her name?"
Mark laughed. "Of course it is, we don't allow false names in our group," he told Snape. "I think you'll love this. It's like a living piece of art work. I personally call it plain pornography, but it has a sharp and bloody edge to it that makes you think of murder and decapitation."
He led Snape, who now felt like a violence victim himself, over to a covered painting. Mark pulled off the cover and Snape took one look at it and fainted. Mark shook his head and covered the painting again.
When Snape came to Madam Pomfrey was holding a potion out for him. He took it and drank it in one go. He shuttered and then looked around. He was in the hospital wing and the image of the painting entered his mind. The painting was done on a black background with slivers of silver. But that's not what caused him to faint. It was what he saw within the black and silver.
It had been a woman's body, her intestines being pulled out her stomach, and she had a look of shear terror on her face. Her body was uncovered but it was horrifying. He shuttered at the image that was inside his head and then asked. "Are the really fat people gone?"
"No, they'll be here all week," Madam Pomfrey told him.
Snape moaned; he hoped that no one else saw that painting.
When Snape finally returned to his quarters he saw two cats waiting on him. He closed the door and settled in his chair, his mind still filled with visions of what he had seen.
"I think that my life has gone to hell," he told himself.
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A/N: Okay we can really start feeling for Snape. Also I'll post another chapter tomorrow.