Disclaimer; I do not own Harry Potter, sadly. If I did I would not be writing this.
AN: I might not update or write anything new for a while. State tests are coming up soon at my school, and as all of us know how BIG of a PAIN that is, I might not be able to do much. I also recently had an epiphany; what if I wrote my fictions before I posted the first chapter. If I were to be able to get it published on the site in one go, there would be much less waiting and anticipation involved. some people put their stories on "HIATUS" and they sometimes don't get touched for years on end at times. It's especially sad when it happens to be one of my favorite stories, or there is a cliff hanger. After I finished this, I will write a WHOLE story and then post it! Here is the next chapter! ;)
The tense of the words change because his flashback is taking him back in time!
Chapter 5
Sev's POV
I looked down at the two children to see that they were on the edges of sleep. James rubbed his eye and yawned deeply. Albus blinked once, and his eyes did not open again. I sighed.
"Its bed time." I clicked a dim lamp off and silently left the room. I climbed back down the stairs to sit on a couch in the living room. I decided to let my thoughts wander.
…BIG…
…MISTAKE…
I stared at the cell barred wall. For the love of all that was good, I'd been caught. Just nice. I'd been in that grimy little room for around two hours now. Upon arrival I was disarmed and checked for any charms or magical or muggle devices that would allow me to escape my dank prison. I, the snarky elusive greasy snake of the dungeons was caught. I was driving myself to my wit's end at that point trying to think of a way out. I wriggled the bars for the umpteenth time looking for a loose bar that just was not there. I sighed, there was officially no escape. For the second time I felt almost completely hopeless. You see the first time was when I found Lily dead, sprawled on the floor like an unnaturally beautiful rose lipped, green eyed, not so raggy rag doll. A vision of this flashed before my eyes and I let out a broken sob.
Over the next few days I was fed sparingly, or simply nothing at all. I knew this routine. When I was weak enough I would be tortured for information and their sick amusement the dark lord knew I was strong, and it would take a lot to break me, so he weakened me.
"Heck," I thought, "Why call him 'lord' when I no longer have to? Meh…old habits die hard .He is just going to kill me anyway. From now on he is Tom, just to piss him off."
The next morning I was woken with a rough shake. I blinked against the light of a lumos spell. Two masked faces dragged me to an open room, where the meetings were usually held. The long table and the chairs had disappeared. Volde—no, Tom's followers were lined up against the walls to watch. There were a couple new recruits, a few I did not recognize. Of the present were Lucius, Bella the strange, Crabbe, Alecto, Amycus, Dolhov, Goyle, Macnair, and numerous others. Tom walked out of the shadows pointing his butt ugly wand at my face. I have an eerie feeling of dejavou, like I had done all of this before. That isn't true though. I could not have done this before.
"Severus, I am disappointed in you," he said. "I have treated you kindly since you were a boy; I took you under my wing. I let you be part of the inner circle, even. Is this how you will repay your master?"
'Treated me kindly? Under his WING? Bullshit.' I think 'He put me under the crutacious curse every other night even when he believed my charade. He did the same, even worse some times, to his real supporters.' He held my chin gently and looked into my eyes. And he slapped me hard across the cheek making my eyes water.
"Where is Potter?"
"No, I will not tell you." Then I began to lose control over the situation.
"Crucio" a second and my body was on fire, flames licking every part of my body burning me from the inside out. The sudden onslaught of pain made me gasp and collapse . A second later it was over as sudden as it had begun. I laid there convulsing and twitching on the floor. 'I will not give him the masochistic pleasure of hearing me scream.'
"Where is Potter?"
"I said I will not tell you."
"Maybe this will change your mind. Sectumsempera!" He made a slicing motion with his arm that gouged open my shoulder. A split second later I found warm liquid spreading down my arm. It did not hurt as much as it should, nerve damage.
Tom started casting unforgiveable after unforgivable at me amongst a mix of other curses. By the time he was done I was covered in sheen of sweat and my heart was pounding its way through my ribs. I flinched in pain.
The other death eaters just sat there smirking under their masks at me, except for those new recruits I mentioned earlier.
'I am losing too much blood," I thought at the pool at my side. The pain in my body beginning to dull, I slipped peacefully into unconsciousness. "Enervate!" Bella the Strange yelled at me and I filled with a blast of energy. Lucius stepped forward at Tom's orders and shoved a potion down my throat. My vision defogged and I immediately felt better, to some extent.
'What do they want with me now?'I think.
"Is Potter still at his Uncles?"I look at him funny.
"Why would he be there if the wards have fallen? If he has just been attacked?"
"Where is he?"
"NO." *slap*OOH I MADE MOLDYSHORTS P-I-S-S-Y! ;D He did that weird thing he does when he bares his teeth and squints in anger.
"Tell me where he is or else."
"Or else, I've nothing left to lose."
"Oh really, I think otherwise." he took out two pieces of paper. One was a small white square folded in half and the other was the end of a—'OH NO HE WOULDN'T!' I thought. 'yes he would, this is Tom Riddle were talking about.'
"Now you have a little motivation." Tom the man-who-should-be-dead-for-all-he's-done said.
What do you think? Too much drama? Not enough?
WILL Severus give away Harry's location, #12?
REVIUEW FOR THE NEXT CHAPTAHS!
AN; from now on I am writing the whole story on paper first! My next story wont hopefully take so long to update! :D
~Cam135