The End…Psyche!
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Warnings: Go back to the first chapter for all the real warnings. This is slash. A whole mess of penises in the future so look out. Flames are so totally welcome man!
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Severus marched solemnly to the main room where he knew the Dark Lord resided when he wasn't resting or thinking.
He saw Lucius standing guard at the door from a few steps away.
Really, he pitied Lucius for the blond had so many issues! His son had been roped into the world of worshipping a mad man at school age, his wife was risking her life to serve the Dark Lord as well, and now He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was only a few doors away from where he slept consistently.
"Hello Severus," Lucius greeted with that strange, ever growing smile. At that moment, Severus realized that he knew that was less than sane had a strange look to them.
Why was that?
He almost released a cough chuckle but he stopped himself before he could. "Lucius," he greeted with a nod.
"What brings you here on this fine night?" Oh yes, indeed a fine night, who are you playing at Lucius, Severus wished to scream.
Really though Dumbledore had the twinkle, Lucius had a clown smile, Voldemort had a snake for a head. "I seek an audience with the Dark Lord."
Lucius's smile started to waver. "Are you sure this is the wisest decision Severus? You have been requesting the Dark Lord quite often have you not?"
Severus rolled his eyes internally. The one person that takes notice doesn't even matter.
He raised a brow at that thought. When had he started to believe Lucius no longer mattered? Lucius was one of the most wealthy and influential men in the Wizarding World. He was renowned for his actions and personality.
The potions master gave Lucius a real once over. Lucius had never been one to bow to others orders if it didn't really help him. He supposed since the blond wasn't dead that someone had to be helping him.
When had Lucius Malfoy become a lackey?
"Severus?"
"I request an audience with the Dark Lord Lucius," he repeated, "let me in."
Lucius made a face that mas very un-Malfoy like to be honest. "Severus I will not tolerate that tone in my own home."
The potions master guffawed, where'd that come from? "Your house Lucius? You don't really believe that do you? Lucius this manor is yours as much as it is mine. You and I know that you and this building belong to the Dark Lord."
Lucius scoffed, a flush of rage prominent on his face. "I am a proud servant of Lord Vold-" Severus put a hand up, surprising the blond enough to stop him. "You are a slave to a mad, faceless man. One of many actually. What, do you believe you are special Lucius? Why, because you offered your manor? You act as if you could've refused if he had demanded it. Face it Lucius, your life hasn't been yours since you took that mark on your arm. You're just another mask," Severus started toward the door again, brushing past Lucius, "tell me Lucius. When was the last time you treated yourself with real dignity?" The blond said nothing so Severus went ahead and entered the room.
As if he could talk, Severus thought, the potions master treated himself with less self-worth than a bat.
Maybe he'd go to the castle and indulge himself with a bath.
Oh no wait. That's right he was going to die tonight. When had he ever been forgetful
Oh sweet Merlin his mind was going!
Oh well, best time to be forgetful is when you no longer need memories right?
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