Soon, so soon
'Tonight I will have to kill him.' went through his head, 'How did things turn out like this?' He wondered. A sigh escaped his lips as his crimson gaze went across the room he was in, taking all the little details around. From the patterns carved in the wood lining on the wall to the swirling pattern of the carpet to all the ornaments scattered around the room. Sadly the decoration of the room didn't distract him from what he was about to do tonight.
'It was all the fault of that Potter brat, if only I killed the boy first instead of his mother,' the thought about that certain night he almost lost everything he had made him sick. He had been struggling for years after that incident and the moment he was gaining strength again that brat had to show up every time. Absently he started to pet the snakehead that was resting on his lap like it was just any other regular lap dog or house cat.
''Bella!'' Voldemort yelled. ''Yes my lord, what can I do for you?'' Bellatrix asked as she hurried to him bowing all the while. ''What is the status of the preparations? Has there been any new from Severus?'' Voldemort asked the woman in front of him. ''The werewolves have been briefed and the giants are on stand by close to the forbidden forest. We have a group of Death Eaters scout out the border of the wards to find the best way and place to break through them, the rest of us are waiting for you orders my lord.'' She quickly summed up, ''Severus has send a message saying that preparations in Hogwarts self are ready as well.''
This news made him happy so he let out a slightly mad chakle of joy. 'Soon the brat will be dead and the wizarding world mine to take,' Voldemort thought merrily. ''That is good news, give a message back to Severus to meet me in the shrieking shack in two hours.'' He said to his waiting minion. They were after all only his puppets to play with, nothing more, well except Severus. When he had relayed his message back to Severus she hurried out of the room again
Tonight he will go to the shrieking shack to command the battle from out there, safely waiting with Severus until Potter came to him to be killed. Yes that was the plan, he would spend several hour with Severus until he will have to kill him right before the brat arrived. Another wave of sadness flowed over him and took away his happiness on how well his plan were going so far.
Several hours later, both sitting in comfortable transfigured chairs they were talking when Voldemort suddenly said, ''I'm sorry Severus,'' this confused the potions master. He wanted to ask what the Dark Lord meant with that but just mentioned continued talking about how well the battle was going for them. Inside Voldemort constantly repeated in his head 'Soon, so soon.' for every man kills the thing he loves.
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This fiction was written for the Prompt of the day Challenge from The Golden Snitch forum.
For this fiction I used the prompt: (quote) for each man kills the thing he loves(March 9th)
Word count: 514
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