If a Great Wave Shall Fall (Severus Snape & Lily Evans)

Chapter Eighteen

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Severus stepped into his house, and found a livid looking Jugson on his couch, very much awake. "Is this your house, bastard? This has to be the biggest shithole I've ever had the misfortune to lay eyes on."

"Yes," Severus said, looking lazily at the bound pure-blood. "Savor it, Jugson, it's the last decent place you'll ever see again. The Dark Lord does not tolerate traitors among his ranks."

"Traitor? What the hell are you talking about, half-blood?" Jugson shouted, trying to sit up in his bonds.

Severus rolled his eyes, walking towards the older Death Eater. "Must I spell everything out for you, Jugson? Are you really that daft? You said that you wouldn't stop until I and everyone near my heart was dead, and I know for a fact that the Dark Lord doesn't appreciate his servants taking matters into their own hands." By now, he was mere inches away from the other's face, "And perhaps you've forgotten, I am highly favoured by our lord. I doubt he would take too kindly to his spy being killed."

Jugson paled, "What are you going to do, Snape?"

Severus smirked and grabbed Jugson by a bound arm and answered simply, "This."

He apparated away with him, taking him back to Malfoy Manor, and the Dark Lord; he walked through the gates and down the gravel path with the Death Eater floating behind him. And as soon as both of his feet were in the door, the usual house-elf popped in next to him. Severus asked the cowering house-elf, "Where is the Dark Lord?"

"In his favourite library, Sir." The house-elf answered, and the unfortunate spy nodded then walked past the pitiful creature.

All the way towards the library, Severus could hear Jugson struggling against his bonds, trying to break free, "It won't do you any good," Severus said loftily over his shoulder. "Any attempt of escape will just anger his lord further." A long stream of swear words followed that, all coming from the floating pureblood, and they were directed at Severus, the Death Eaters and Voldemort.

Severus rolled his eyes and whirled around, stabbing the idiot in the neck with his wand, "Say one more bloody word and I will personally escort you to the Dementors under the Dark Lord's command." He glared a second longer at the bound wizard before he turned back around and continued on his way, not hearing another word from Jugson.

Knocking lightly on the door of Voldemort's favourite library, and upon hearing the command 'enter' Severus walked in, bowed at the waist and said, "My lord, I do not wish to disturb you, but I have found a traitor among your ranks."

Voldemort narrowed his blood red eyes and asked, "Who."

With a flick of his wand, Jugson floated in, his wide and teary eyes focused on the Dark Lord, "Jugson, my lord. He admitted to me that he wouldn't stop until I was dead, along with all that are near to my heart."

Voldemort nodded and walked towards his bound Death Eater with an air of not noticing what he was doing. "Is what I says true, Jugson?"

"Y-yes, my lord. But if I had known-" the good-as-dead man spluttered.

"Silence," Voldemort hissed viciously with no mercy in his cold voice. "You shouldn't have been threatening your superiors, or those near him. Whatever the world may think, the Death Eaters are not without morals. The family of any Death Eater – be his rank low or high – is not to be touched unless I order it so."

At that, I's eyes narrowed slightly, "Way to dig yourself deeper, Voldemort. You basically just said that you ordered my mother and Dannie to be killed. Kudos to your grand subtly skills."