My very first Harry Potter fanfic. Please R&R!
Prologue
He had to do this. He couldn't. But was there any choice? His life had been planned out like a project. His mouth was forbidden to say no. Yet, yet. Yet he lowered his wand. No wonder he wasn't in Gryffindor. Coward.
Snape had appeared out of nowhere- and done his job because he couldn't-
Because he chose not to.
.…Did he really?
Now he owed the potions master the life of 3, the life of the entire family of Malfoy.
The consequences of his choices? Well, here he was, kneeling in front of the dark lord, all dignity and pride forgotten. I'm knee-deep in trouble, he thinks.
As the wand shot blue, he couldn't even scream.
I once knew a boy who made all the wrong choices…
No wonder he wasn't allowed to make a choice. No wonder Dumbledore had said that.
…You're not an assassin…
He wasn't. But he had to be.
…Let me help you…
What had he told Snape? I don't need your help.
He paled as the sound of rustling robes reached his ears.
Does voldemort even wear pants to have a zipper?