Chapter 3

Snape's POV

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If any of these things happen in your story, let me know and I will take this off. No copyright infringements are intended. I forgot to mention before, this story takes place in an alternate universe. (AU)

James's POV

"Hey…Snape.." I whispered.

"What?"

"Lily's asleep."

"Can you tell us a real story?" my brother asked him.

"About wizards?" I absolutely could NOT believe it!

"Oh all right, it all started when," I snuggled into my blanky "I visited the Malfoy manner on Dumbledore's orders…"

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"Snape sir?" I looked at my brother.

"What is it Albus?"

" I have just thought of a question i should have asked HOURS ago.. How DID you and dad sop hating eachother's guts?"

"Later in the story..."

"I walked through a black spiked fence to a gloomy mansion. It rested on an abandoned street end. The grass in the used-to-be front lawn was long dead and on the road to becoming decomposed soil. There stood one single tree, beached white and mangled, dead. It seemed that no one was 'home'. All the lights were off on the dark in the grey-gabled building. Even though the place looked like a haunted house, it still held a threatening regality. On the inside, it was like a castle, and it had Slytherin colors: green, black, and silver in places. It was definitely fitting for a certain Dark Lord."

"This is getting good" I thought. Snape was a good story teller.

"As I walked down the hallway I went over the mission in my head. Get the info, bring the info to Dumbledore. That had seemed easy at the time. I was wrong. In to the meeting room I went, and I sat down at my seat. "You know why we are here?" the Dark Lord said. We all nodded robotically. "We are here to discus Potter. How am I supposed to kill him if my wand does not work properly against him?" there was a silence "I know, we use another's wand." The Dark Lord strode around the table. "Luscious, give me the wand." Luscious Malfoy was frozen in shock "Give-the-wand. Now." He fumbled with his prissy little wand case and brought out a black wand with a silver handle which Voldemort broke off in an instant. A little piece of dragon heartstring was hanging out the back which was kind of gross to me."

"I've heard about wand cores." Albus said. "Is that one of them?"

"Yes." I said. I gestured for Snape to continue.

"We discussed ways to kill him-"

"You want to kill our dad!" we yelled together.

"No. I had to work as an under-cover spy against the Dark Lord. At this point I was pretending to be on his side. It needed to be believable. No more disruptions or you are going straight to bed."

"Yes sir."

"Anyways, we discussed the ways to kill him. Voldemort suggested using the killing curse, but Bellatrix interrupted. "You already used it on several occasions. That is what he will be expecting. Then again, there really isn't anything else to use is there?"

The Dark Lord thought for a moment and shook his head "To actually KILL your opponent, no." we sat there for a few minutes.

"We could torture him," I said. The Dark lord smirked. He seemed to love that idea.

"Yes," he said. "We'll torture him all right."

"How are we supposed to get there? The borders keep us from entering by apparation, and some of us do not posses brooms?"

"I think," Voldemort began, "we could apparate just far enough from the grounds not to be seen. Then we could continue on foot and make an appearance…yeah, that sounds good." There was a prolonged silence.

"Snape,"

"Yes?"

"Do you know of Dumbledore's plans?"

"He is injured sir, and lately, has been keeping his distance from Potter. He has been leaving the castle frequently as well…" I had said too much.

"When will be the next time?"

"Tuesday, sir." "Crap, I said too much. WAY too much!

"Thank you, Severus. We leave in two days! Be prepared!"

Groans echoed through the room as chairs moved and people stood up to leave. I practically shot down the stairs and out the doors. At that point I knew I had to get out of there and inform Dumbledore immediately. Deatheaters were going to attack in two days, and I was to be among them. I waited til I had gotten as far away as I could on foot and apparated to my home. I planned to use the floo to get to Dumbledore.

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Snape's POV

James stared at me intently as I went on with the story. Albus looked tired-ish.

"I grabbed a fist full of green powder and threw it at my feet in the fire place. I yelled "Dumbledore's office!" and there was a flash of green flames and black soot. I wiped my eyes when the spinning stopped. They opened to reveal a familiar room with a man sitting at a desk crowded with papers and a rather large book. He looked up with his half-moon spectacles. His half formed smile faded.

"Not good news, I presume?"

"Not at all." I said "Voldemort found out that you are frequently away. He has planned to come Tuesday and abduct Pott-"

"Severus, you can call him by his first name you know."

"As I was saying, they'll abduct Potter and basically torture him to death."

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