Chapter 2: Midnight

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I look at the grandfather clock in the corner of the living room. It's 11:45. I get up and put on my jacket. I stare at the phone, but decide not to call the police. After all, muggles wouldn't be able to do anything against a wizard.
I look around the room briefly and step outside. I walk across the snow covered street to the graveyard. By the time I get there, it's 11:59.
A few seconds later, I hear a crunching noise to my left. I turn and see a figure wearing a long black cloak coming towards me. They continue walking and then stop right in front of me.
"You must be Severus Snape," the cloaked figure says.
"Yes, I am," I answer cautiously. "And what is your name?"
"I shall not tell you my name until you prove worthy of knowing it," the figure replies with a sneer.
"Why did you tell me to meet you here?" I ask.
"Well, I have heard that you are a very strong wizard, especially knowledgeable in the Dark Arts. I find that you would be a very useful helper."
As soon as he mentions the word "wizard" I start to get mad. "You're the one who killed my wife! I yell. "You're the one who took my daughter!"
The figure laughs at me. "Yes, I did. I figured you'd be more willing to help me if your daughter was the reward."
"What exactly is it that you want me to do?" I ask desperately.
"I need a servant, a spy. Someone I can trust. But should you accept the job, I must warn you. There are several risks."

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