Spoke In Tongues: Chapter 2
Same Disclaimers as last chapter
You pretend that nothing gets to you
Severus Snape shivered. It was cold in the dungeons, perhaps more so than usual. The fire in the grate flickered with an ominous air, and Snape practiced his sneer on it.
"You're worthless," he said scathingly.
"Talking to yourself," a sinister drawl sent a new wave of chills down Severus' spine.
"Practicing for Potter," Severus admitted.
"Don't waste your breath on that muggle-lover. Tonight we have much more important things to worry about," Lucius Malfoy had a twitch in his right eye that was driving Severus mad, "I'm to introduce you to my Lord today."
Severus shivered again in the chill of the dungeons. At this particular moment he would have given anything to be in Lily's house, and even be friends with that git, Potter, and his friends.
Shaking off his nervousness, he nodded resolutely at his new friend.
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Severus looked around at the others who had gathered for the meeting. He couldn't make out anyone's face... There was obviously some sort of disillusionment charm in effect. Not for the first time, Severus wondered at becoming friends with Malfoy.
Before he had time to fully ponder this choice, the people surrounding him all bowed deeply, and Lucius motioned for Severus to do the same.
"Rise," a sinister voice spoke after a moment.
Severus looked into the face of the man whom he had bowed to, and was awed; this man had power. What Severus desired above all else. Lily, and all other good things flew from his mind and all he could envision was himself beside this man... His most trusted, loyal follower.
"Very good, Severus," the man smiled enigmatically, "You are already an asset."
With that, he grabbed Severus' arm and placed his wand upon it. A terrible burning sensation caused Severus to see red, and then it was over. Looking at his arm, he saw a mark, terrible and powerful all at once.
"Now then, Death Eaters... Welcome your newest comrade, nay... Brother! For we alone will create the new world order. Life shall become more pure than we can even fathom right now. Our fate shall not be foretold, but rather, we will take it into our own hands. We will choose the world we live in! We will CREATE the world we live in. Life shall be pure and glorious, and YOU shall help me to create such a paradise. We shall rid the world of all pestilence and those who destroy the beauty of purity. We will be filled to the brim with beauty and pain shall be no more."
Severus was getting rather dizzy, and could nearly taste the sweetness of the world that Lord Voldemort (for that was his name) described with such enthusiasm. Suddenly, it was over, and Severus felt a pressure leave his head. He and Lucius were granted leave almost immediately, and told that the mark would grow dark to show when the next meeting would occur.
"Oh, and Severus..."
The black-haired man turned to look at the one he now called Lord.
"Yes, Master?"
"Do not hang out with that Mudblood Evans any more."
You pretend that nothing gets to you
Severus Snape shivered. It was cold in the dungeons, perhaps more so than usual. The fire in the grate flickered with an ominous air, and Snape practiced his sneer on it.
"You're worthless," he said scathingly.
"Talking to yourself," a sinister drawl sent a new wave of chills down Severus' spine.
"Practicing for Potter," Severus admitted.
"Don't waste your breath on that muggle-lover. Tonight we have much more important things to worry about," Lucius Malfoy had a twitch in his right eye that was driving Severus mad, "I'm to introduce you to my Lord today."
Severus shivered again in the chill of the dungeons. At this particular moment he would have given anything to be in Lily's house, and even be friends with that git, Potter, and his friends.
Shaking off his nervousness, he nodded resolutely at his new friend.
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Severus looked around at the others who had gathered for the meeting. He couldn't make out anyone's face... There was obviously some sort of disillusionment charm in effect. Not for the first time, Severus wondered at becoming friends with Malfoy.
Before he had time to fully ponder this choice, the people surrounding him all bowed deeply, and Lucius motioned for Severus to do the same.
"Rise," a sinister voice spoke after a moment.
Severus looked into the face of the man whom he had bowed to, and was awed; this man had power. What Severus desired above all else. Lily, and all other good things flew from his mind and all he could envision was himself beside this man... His most trusted, loyal follower.
"Very good, Severus," the man smiled enigmatically, "You are already an asset."
With that, he grabbed Severus' arm and placed his wand upon it. A terrible burning sensation caused Severus to see red, and then it was over. Looking at his arm, he saw a mark, terrible and powerful all at once.
"Now then, Death Eaters... Welcome your newest comrade, nay... Brother! For we alone will create the new world order. Life shall become more pure than we can even fathom right now. Our fate shall not be foretold, but rather, we will take it into our own hands. We will choose the world we live in! We will CREATE the world we live in. Life shall be pure and glorious, and YOU shall help me to create such a paradise. We shall rid the world of all pestilence and those who destroy the beauty of purity. We will be filled to the brim with beauty and pain shall be no more."
Severus was getting rather dizzy, and could nearly taste the sweetness of the world that Lord Voldemort (for that was his name) described with such enthusiasm. Suddenly, it was over, and Severus felt a pressure leave his head. He and Lucius were granted leave almost immediately, and told that the mark would grow dark to show when the next meeting would occur.
"Oh, and Severus..."
The black-haired man turned to look at the one he now called Lord.
"Yes, Master?"
"Do not hang out with that Mudblood Evans any more."