sekkoon

CHAPTER 3

Snape had given Harry the potion an hour ago, yet he still wasn't waking up, and Snape was growing concerned. He should have been up complaining to Snape right now but he was still motionless on the bed. Snape sighed as he got up and went over to him to check on his vitals, he put his hand on Harrys forhead and just as he did he screamed in agony. Harry was jerking around, screaming as though someone had just put the cruciatus curse on him, Snape tried letting go of him but couldn't, his hand was glued to his forhead, and all of a sudden, everything went black, and Snape felt himself falling to the ground. However a minute later he was standing in a dark forest, it was night and he could see his breath, all he could think was what the ****? Usaully he had the answer for everything but not this time, he jumped five feet in the air as he heard a bush move a couple feet a way.

Snape turned and raised his wand, he was surprised to see Potter stepping out of the bush with a look that mirrored his own shocked expression. Just as He made to ask a question, a tree erupted in to flames before them, and they moved quickly. Snape finally caught up to Harry and grabbed his hand and pulled him into the shade and protection of a huge tree

"Potter what is going on?" Snape asked him sternly

"I think its a nightmare of mine but I'm not sure." Harry answered

"Well if its a dream it can't hurt us, so why are we running?" Snape asked

"I assumed that too, until this one time Voldemort caught me and I could feel the cruciatus curse, it wasn't fun and I am not so willing to have another experience like that." Harry said, the froze as they heard a crunching noise nearby and backed away.

Unfortunately they backed right into another deatheater, who knocked Snape out first than Harry who turned in time to see the flash of light coming his way. The next thing Harry knew was that they were tied up away from each other. Harry sat wondering how Snape came to be in his head, where they were and how they got there, when He heard Snape shifting over to his far right. He looked up, Snape was staring at him, a light came on in his eyes, as did fear, Harry had a sinking feeling in his stomache, it wasn't good if Snape was afraid. Harry was just hping this situation wouldn't end in a death, though he rather disliked snape he'd rather hate him when he was alive rather than dead.

"So both of the prisoners are awake are they?" Voldemort said in a quiet menacing voice, he stepped over towards them and smirked. Snape was looking up at him in fear, while Harry was looking up at him in defiance. His smirk broadened as he bent over Harry, Snape watched apprehensively, as Harry started to pant in pain trying not to cry out, his scar was on fire with pain.

"Finally I get Potter, the Boy who lived isn't going to be living for long, but first I need to ask you something Potter, if you answer you shall die a quick and painless death if not, than a slow and painful one." Voldemort said Harry just glared at him, hatred showing on his face, Voldemort snorted in amusement.

"I know your dear headmaster told you the prophecy Potter, tell me it or else I'll torture it out of you." Voldemort said, Harry just burst out laughing, Voldemort took a step backwards and watched him.

"Never, he'll be coming for me soon." Harry said

"Didn't Severus tell you? Dumbledore is dead." Voldemort said in a hiss. Harrys face went pale.

"NO....he can't be.....he wouldn't......how....what?" Harry said

"Oh yeas, he even died in Severus's arms." Voldemort said. Harry turned to Snape who nodded his head gently. Harry went numb, everything just fell to peices, he rested his head on the ground and stared up at the stars in disbelief, pain washing over him.

"No........" Harry moaned as he tried to fight back the tears that were forming in his eyes. Voldemort laid back for a minute, watching in amusement as Potter tried to bring everything together, before he finally came forward and raised his wand.

"So Potter tell me, Dumbledore is dead, there is no hope left for any of you people, just tell me before I have to hurt you are any one else." Voldemort said. Harry looked up at him coldly.

"Never." Harry said loudly and clearly.

"I though you would say as much, Crucio." Voldemort said silkily, Harry screamed and writhed in pain. Snape cringed and tried breaking loose to get to Harry, but to no success.

"I'm just going to keep doing it until I hear it." Voldemort said as he raised his wand and another white light sprang from it, and sent excruciating, unbearable pain onto him. Snape kept trying to save Harry but in vain, he had always hated hearing the screaming when victims were getting tortured, and he had promised Dumbledore and Lily......thats all he could think of, it was Lily there screaming and writhing, His Lily....

An hour later he was done with Harry, who lay there covered in bloodgasping in pain, moaning. He heard Harry pass out, just as Voldemort turned to him.

"Well Severus, your the spy, I always wondered how the order knew things the minute they happened, I had expected a spy but not you. Well you will pay, dearly." Voldemort said, Snape paled, which made a smirk crack on VOldemorts face.

"Crucio!" Voldemort said, Snape shrieked in pain, over and over again, the pain washed over him, he wondered when it would stop before he realized that The Dark Lord didn't mean to stop, he was going to be tortured ot death. However it was than that it stopped, he looked up, through the blood that covered his face, And saw Voldemort staring down at him with a smile, an actual smile.

"Well this is just perfect. Lucius get the boy up." Voldemort said, Snape's heart sank, he knew what he was going to do. Harry awoke and was placed in front of Snape and Voldemort, right in the middle. Harry stared in horror at what he had done to Snape, he was barely recognizable, blood everywheres, he must have been tortured, the whole night while Harry was out, guilt welled up in him, it was his fault that he was like that.

"Now boy, tell me the prophecy or I will make it worse on Snape." Voldemort said Harry looked up at Snape Horrified, but all Harry saw was a closed look, like Snape had proven himself right. He looked up at Harry whom he was surprised to see horrified at the proposal, he thought the boy wouldn't care, James would have used the oppurtunity to find an escape, rather than try to find a way to spare him.

"No, I can't, please let it be me." Harry said quietly looking down at his hands, not able to face Snape, Snape was taken aback, Harry was willing to be tortured for him, though he knew he couldn't let this go on.

"Crucio." Voldemort said, and Snape shrieked.

"NO!" Harry yelled reaching for Snape, having been cut loose late in the night when he was unconscious, he grabbed his wrist, the curse was let off and Harry felt and saw Snape shaking like a leaf, he couldn't even support his own weight.

"Crucio!" Voldemort screamed, Snape shrieked again, wishing he could die to stop the pain, Potter grabbed onto him even more tightly, now he was holding both of Snape's wrist.

By night fall that day, Harry was sure Snape wasn't going to make it, Voldemort left them alone, without any gaurds, Harry was sure this was a nightmare at that point, a nightmare that was real, that they could feel, yet there bodies were left at Snape's house.

Harry bent over Snape, concern and worry washing over him, Snape wasn't moving, his eyes were closed, Harry found a pulse and let out a sigh of relief, but he knew he would have to get Snape out of here soon, or else he might die, he'd just hope someone from the order would check on them. Snape was still shaking as he covered him up with his cloak, after all he didn't need it he was fine. He sat by his side, hoping everything would be fine, but by the blood that had pooled around Snape He knew it wasn't going to be.

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