The End…Psyche
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Severus looked at the snake man on a throne. For whatever reason, the Dark Lord just didn't seem all that terrifying anymore. He was just that thin, hideous man with a speech impediment with a large black robe and a pain fetish.
He was still talking about the Dark Lord right? Yes, yes, of course because he had an amazingly sexy voice and he hated pain.
Silly Severus, you're being forgetful again.
Severus watched Nagini slither around Voldemort's feet, randomly hissing at nothing. The potions master siddenly thought about Harry Potter and his fluency in Parseltongue.
He was curious as to how it would feel to speak as a snake.
"Ssseverusss, welcome my friend."
Severus kneeled automatically, his mind elsewhere. What would it be like to have a pet snake?
"I've noticcced your frequent visssitsss Severusss," he stood from his seat, "What are you trying to accomplish?"
What would it be like to have a pet snake, Severus thought with more severity.
"Anssswer me," Voldemort hissed.
"I am curious, My Lord," Severus said simply," You have shared nothing with me recently. Do you question my loyalty, My Lord?"
"Who are you to quessstion me?!" Voldemort yelled. "Have you forgotten your place SSSeverusss?"
Severus laughed maniacally internally. How the hell was he not dead yet?
"I have not forgotten, My Lord, really it is fairly hard when you frequently kill and torture your recruits," Severus heard the death eaters standing guard inside the room gasp and murmur among themselves.
Good Merlin he did have a death wish!
"Sssilenccce!" Voldemort hollered. He looked back at the potions master at his feet. "How dare you?!"
Severus was considering what the Dark Lord had sounded like just then. Maybe a spitting snake. Yes, his mind was definitely leaning towards spitting snake.
"You've changed SSSeverusss," he heard the Dark Lord say, "you are no longer the bent over bitch I remember. Alwaysss so eager to pleassse."
What kind of pet snake would he get if he spoke Parseltongue?
Severus stood from his spot on the ground. "It's not wise to bend over to every perceived threat."
"I am a threat SSSeverusss!"
"Really?" Severus asked. Really if a crazy man with a stick was such a threat, then there wouldn't be gay wizards!
Silly Voldemort, you're stupid.
Severus laughed, much too quiet for anyone to hear. That was a bit of an innuendo wasn't it?
Oh wait no, Voldemort followed through with his crazy so really he was a threat.
Whoops, Severus laughed outright. Maybe insanity wouldn't be too bad. It was actually quite hilarious.
"And what isss so amusssing, SSSeverusss?"
The only thing Voldemort was a threat to was mirrors!
Wow, Severus thought to himself, when was the last time he had laughed so much?
Damn forgetful mind.
Oh well, at least he was going out with a smile.
He heard the Dark Lord snarl angrily. Ha! Snakes don't snarl, stupid Voldemort, you're stupid.
Oh yes his pet snake, what kind would he get? Would it be unhealthy if he got a pet snake when the man that had ruined his sanity had the features of the same creature?...no, no, that would be crazy. Silly Severus.
"SSSeverusss, you have always been my best follower and ssspy. Thisss day, I will show forgivenesss. Now bow to me," Voldemort demanded.
"Hm," Severus said with a goofy look on his face, "when is the last time the floor was cleaned? "
Voldemort was at a loss for words until he finally brought up his wand. "Before I end you, SSSeverusss, what brought thisss on?"
SSSeverusss thought about that for a moment. "I believe I've gone mad." He said with mock seriousness.
The Dark Lord smiled a sadistic smile. "If that is what you believe, then you wouldn't mind me going into your mind in the slightest."
Before Severus could say anything, Voldemort had already cast the spell to enter his mind and the force of the magic made Severus stumble.
But as quick as the Dark Lord had cast the spell, he was quickly cast back out and thrown into his chair, his followers around him gasping in shock.
"That wasn't very polite," Severus said seriously. Honestly you'd think the snake man would've learned by now. He obviously hadn't adopted the creature's cleverness. Severus's walls were a fortress made just for keeping powerful people out. Even with his lack of sanity, there would be no mind reading without his say so ever and there never has been.
When the Dark Lord had gotten his bearings back he looked at Severus with, what the man would guess, absolute fury. He lifted his wand and shouted his favorite words. "CRUCIO!"
Severus was completely ready to accept the hit, but before the spell touched him there was the brightest flash of light. Brighter than any patronus any of the people, and Voldemort, in the room had ever seen.
Then Severus smiled before he fell with a scream.
Would he get a poisonous snake and hope it didn't kill him?
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