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Chapter 36: Harry Potter and the Changeling Child: Chapter 3: Traps [View Online] I don't own Harry Potter. Neither have I seen him recently. If you have any information as to his whereabouts please phone. He is out in the cold without any food and we think his collar may have come off. He's black and white with black paws and he's missing a little bit of his ear. He also answers to the name of Scraps. He likes tuna.Severus Snape landed lightly on the scrubland and looked about him. This would have been a monumentally desolate place if not for the distant lights of a muggle road in the valley far below. Snape walked over to the gathering of black cloaked figures standing near the edge of the cliff. Snape counted faces, Barty Crouch was still absent. What was the task that man had been set? It disturbed Snape greatly that he did not know. It made him wonder if perhaps others of the dark figures did, if perhaps he was missing something.One figure was apart from the others, right at the edge. The figure stood with his back to them, his long robes streaming out to the side in the harsh night wind. He seemed to be looking down at the road, and at the further lights of a town.Like a falcon, Snape realized, or a waiting hawk. Sitting and surveying it's prey before swooping down and clutching one up in its talons. The wand in the watcher's hand twitched as if thinking of raining fire and pain down on those beneath him. The twitch subsided. Thank god."Severus." The dark lord turned at last from the cliff. "You have come at last. I was forced to wait. I dislike waiting.""My apologies Lord." Snape bowed deeply. "I could not arouse suspicion about why I was going. I was forced to sacrifice speed for safety. I am sorry."
"And where were you." Voldemort continued, his voice terrifyingly light. "Were you at Hogwarts?"
"No my Lord." The very fact that he asked the question meant he knew that Snape had left. Which was very, very bad. What lie could pass? "There was an order meeting."
"Was anything discussed? Anything I should be made aware of?"
"No my lord. They continue to guard the department of mysteries, Dumbledore still fears to move. Nothing has changed."
"Well," The dark lord smiled thinly. "That at least is good news."
He does not know where I was. Snape kept his face perfectly unemotional. He suspects... he strongly suspects but he does not know. He values me, he values me as a spy in the order. That is why I am still alive, because on the of-chance that I have not betrayed him I am valuable. He will kill me. He will kill me soon but until then I must remain a spy. I am valuable.
“I notice Mr Crouch is still absent.” Snape tried to sound uninterested. “Perhaps he has been captured. We may have to rescue him. Again.”
He expected a chuckle from the death eaters. None of them liked Crouch. Instead there was silence.
“Dear Barty is none of your concern.” The dark lord replied, in the conversational tone that was so much worse than anger. “His task is going well. Is yours Severus?”
“Alas no master. I apologize.” Snape hung his head. “I am afraid there is simply no way to adapt polyjuice potion to allow a human to become non-human.”
“I dislike failure Severus.”
“Master if you asked me to jump off this cliff and try to fly I would do so.” Snape tried to sound contrite. “But I doubt I would be successful. Some things are not possible.”
“For you perhaps.” The dark lord was smiling slyly. “But no matter. You may cease your experimentation. The potion is not necessary any more.”
“Yes master.” Is it not necessary or do you just not trust me to brew it any more?
"On to the meeting, we began without you Severus. I hope you don‘t mind." The dark lord turned back towards the cliff and Snape had to strain to hear him over the wind. "We were discussing an assassination."
