Chapter 3: A Not so Gentleman's Agreement.
"Have you made up your mind, you know He won't wait forever" demanded a malicious voice.
"My choice was made up a long time ago, it just needs to be made official" replied a slimy, second voice.
"Well then Severus, the Dark Lord will see you."
The man with the malicious voice, who was tall with shiny blond hair, led Severus into the grand room of a very large manor. In the room, sat a man in a throne like chair, caressing the head of a very large snake.
"Severus Snape, how good to see you," said a voice so cold, it sent chills up Severus's spine.
"Lord Voldemort, it would be an honor to service you. I apologize for the time it took me to decide to join you, my Lord".
"Yes indeed, Severus. You have had me waiting for quite a long time. And for that I will test where your loyalties lie." replied Voldemort.
"Malfoy mentioned that my Lord. For you, I will do anything that you ask of me," replied Severus as he stared at the Dark Lord. Severus kneeled before his Lord and continued, "There is nothing you could ask of me that I would not do".
"I shall demand two things from you. One you must complete tomorrow night and the other while you at Hogwarts. The first, you must murder a Mudblood's family. Who and where this family is will be decided by one of my most loyal servants, Bellatrix Lestrange." Severus looked up to see Bellatrix's face and he could not help but notice the gleeful, menacing, all knowing look in her eyes, as she stared right back at him. That made Severus very nervous, so he looked upon the Dark Lord once again.
" The second thing I ask of you is to recruit for me a Gryffindor in your year to prove that there is no one out of reach from my power. Dumbledore and his precious Gryddinfor's must know the true extent of the reach of my power."
"Yes, my Lord. I shall see to all of this."
"Very well Severus. Do not disappoint me, for if you do, your life will pay the price. Now hold out your arm for me" Voldemort stated.
Severus did as the Dark Lord asked, and was rewarded with his forearm set ablaze with the most excruciating pain he had ever felt. He wasn't aware that he was yelling. When it was over, only a dark mark remained on his arm, The Dark Mark.
A/N:
Just wanted to let you guys know that some chapters (the one's involving Snape) are going to be rather short. When I post these kinds of chapters I'll usually post two.