The Return Of Snape [Voldemort X Severus Snape]

chapter 13

Voldemort was in his private rooms, when he heard the door leading in slam, loudly. Startled, he stood up, heading towards the next room, his wand drawn, ready to curse the hell out of whomever it was that dared to enter his rooms without an invitation. Nothing crossed his mind about Severus, who he thought would still be at Hogwarts, waiting with baited breath for the Christmas Holidays where he could escape back to his true home.

"Draco Malfoy is a fool!" Voldemort heard from the next room, frowning, he walked through the door just in time to see Severus throw one of his Masters glass ornaments across the room.

"What on earth is the matter, Severus?" Voldemort asked, shocked.

"He is going to get caught!" Severus yelled at Voldemort. "I did not tell you about the necklace to save him from your wrath but this time I do not care!" He picked up another ornament and threw it.

"Severus!" Voldemort said again, and quickly walked over to the Defence Teacher and held his wrist in front of him. "Calm down, and explain to me what you are talking about, instantly."

Something in that sentence seemed to work, because Severus managed to calm himself down rapidly. "Filch, the caretaker, caught him sneaking around while Slughorn held one of his ridiculous parties in which half the bloody school was invited to, and I tried to talk to him, in my office, offered him help, but he was not having any of it and stormed out, claiming I am trying to steal his glory." He took in a deep, angry breath. "As if I need his glory! The boy does not understand how he could never be your favourite, it is not possible."

Voldemort kissed Severus lightly on the forehead. "What is this about a necklace?"

Severus looked annoyed with himself for a moment. "I swore I would protect him, I swore an Unbreakable Vow…"

"Like you also swore the Death Eater oath to me, and I promise you, my power is a lot more then that of an Unbreakable Vow. If you are telling me this out of your duty to me, which you are, you will be perfectly safe," Voldemort said quickly.

Severus swallowed nervously, and nodded. "Draco tried to somehow get Dumbledore to touch a poisoned necklace from Borgin and Burkes, except it got into the wrong hands, and a student touched it." Severus was back to fuming again, his nerves forgotten. "Stealing his glory! What a ridiculous thought! I have been in your service for years, I have enough glory to bask in! And much more to come! Think of my reward for my years of service, just think of it!" Severus continued. "He will surely destroy his family name if he keeps on like this."

"Severus, my dear, calm down," Voldemort repeated, silkily. "Sit down, have a drink." He steered his lover over to the sofa, and pressed a glass of expensive port into his hand, quickly pouring himself one, and sitting down close to Severus. "Draco is indeed acting the spoiled child. We only have his mother to blame for that. If he will not accept your help when he quite plainly needs it, I shall be speaking to him over this up and coming holiday."

"Unless I kill him first," Severus growled.

"Shush, you are angry. I shall deal with this as soon as the holidays begin. You will order him to come to me as soon as he gets off the Hogwarts Express in London. I expect you will Apparate over here straight as soon as the students leave, anyhow," Voldemort responded.

"Bellatrix has been teaching him Occlumency," Severus said after a moment. A new train of thought reached his mind. "He even admitted to the fact he has been avoiding me all of this term. It is ridiculous, Voldemort," he snapped, as the Dark Lord handed him another drink, which he quickly downed.

"Come to bed, Severus, bring yourself another drink and we shall resume our conversation there." Voldemort stood up, a little stiffly, as if he had been sitting down of a long time. He extended his pale hand to Severus, who gratefully took it, taking a moment once he was standing to kiss Voldemort briefly on the lips, before following him into their bedroom.