The Return Of Snape [Voldemort X Severus Snape]

chapter 15

"There," Voldemort said loudly, as he entered the sitting room. Severus was seated, reading a very thick volume.

"What?" Severus asked, looking up, and slamming the book shut. Now at least, he had found a way of perfecting that damned strengthening potion Voldemort would never stop complaining about.

"I have written to Yaxley," Voldemort said, waving what was clearly a letter on one hand, "who is going to have one of his men to make sure that the news will not reach the Daily Prophet, and the Dementors are going to make sure every one of my Death Eaters can get out tomorrow. We shall have a meeting at midnight." The Dark Lord looked exceptionally pleased with himself as he sat down next to Severus.

"Ah, good-" Severus said. "-Just don't kill Lucius when you see him."

"Hmm." Voldemort sat back, apparently thinking. Severus contented himself with cuddling into his lovers arms, kissing his shoulder repeatedly, with small, suckling kisses. "I was thinking about making their manor our headquarters, for meetings and such. We cannot keep risking having them here, we will eventually get infiltrated by the Order..."

"Oh, Vol-" Severus cut himself off quickly. "Master, we cannot live at Malfoy Manor, everyone would know about us."

Voldemort shook his head. "No one will know, only the Malfoy's and Bellatrix, and Rodolphus, and they already know."

Severus scowled. "I like living here."

"Well, obviously, Severus this is your home," Voldemort snapped impatiently. "It makes sense. I want to keep a watch over the Malfoy's anyway, to keep them in line. When we win, this will be ours, ours only Severus. No one else will come here, we can change it, and make it better for our lifestyles. You can have a better laboratory, a study of your own, a Potions library. Something new to look forward to."

Severus nodded, and turned Voldemort's face towards his own, leaning in and kissing him deeply on the lips for a while. The Dark Lord suddenly pulled away, turning his back to Severus. "I cannot- I have to send- Send this..." Severus then realised that he had just made Voldemort very turned on, while being in full knowledge that his lover had a lot of work to do still that night.

"Sorry," he murmured, though he didn't bother to hide his smirk. Voldemort looked over his shoulder at his lover suspiciously, only to see the man returned to his book.

"You are so easy to please," Severus heard Voldemort sigh, as if it was a bad thing. Severus only looked up, his smirk returning, when Voldemort had left the room.

"Peace at last," Severus said to himself.

"Do not make yourself comfortable, I will be less then an hour," Voldemort shouted from the next room, apparently hearing Severus's comment.

Severus laughed loudly. "Whatever you say!" he shouted back, still laughing. He loved life with Voldemort.

x-x

It was almost midnight. The Dark Lord was pacing feverishly, his lover and his pet watching from the Throne. Severus knew that Voldemort hated waiting, but the man was so nervous - more so then Severus had ever seen before.

"Sit down. It's almost midnight."

Voldemort ignored him and continued pacing.

"I do not understand why you are so nervous about this, my love," Severus said softly.

Finally, Voldemort turned to face him, and walked towards the Throne. Severus stood up, and let his Master sit down. "If this goes fine, and nothing is mentioned in the Prophet, it means I am getting somewhere with the Ministry. It means I am very close. It means Yaxley is doing his job right for once." Voldemort frowned. "I am wondering where they are though. They should certainly be here by-"