First Kiss Chapter one. Trying to work up the nerve!

chapter 147

Chapter 147

Snape was in his house, eating a small lunch when the sound of knocking on his door was heard. Snape walked to the front door, he half expected to see Narcissa but instead a small watery eye pointy nose man was looking up at him with scared eyes, he was trembling all over.

“What do you want?” Snape asked coldly. He so better not be here to live again. I’ll kill him no matter what trouble I’d get in. Snape thought as he glared at Peter.

“I… was sent… to… to….”

“Spit it out, already you sniveling coward.”

“The Dark Lord, you now,” Peter gasped as though he was being strangled.

“Fine, I’ll be there in a moment.” Snape shut the door in Peter’s face. “I hope it hit him hard in his ugly face,” Snape snarled as he walked to the kitchen to finish his meal, cleaning his dishes and placing them into the cupboard. Snape then went back out to the front, to see Peter still there.

“Why are you still here?” Snape asked in revulsion his lip curling up at the corner.

“The Dark Lord…. Told…. me to, stay with you, in case….. Someone should…. see us, he said…. That…… I…. could throw….. Myself…. in front….. Of them…. so that…. you may escape, from…. any Aurors….. Who might try….. To capture you…..” Peter said in a small scared voice.

Snape laughed at this, “You’re the decoy, what a laugh, I’m; fine alone. I’m not going to get caught.” Snape laughed even harder as he walked down the path away from Peter who was looking scared at his retreating back.

Snape turned on the spot, disappearing from view as he saw Peter one last time looking round as though sure an Auror is going to jump out and grab him at any moment.

Snape appeared at the house of Malfoy’s, he walked up the gate raising his left arm as he went up to the front door, he knock gently on the door. In moments Draco opened the front door, he was looking pale and frighten.

“Hello Draco, I am here to see the Dark Lord,” Snape said it softly; he knew the boy was suffering still.

“Yes sir, he’s in the drawing room, I’ll show you.” Draco looked around his eyes searching as he turned back looking up at him with pleading eyes.

“Please don’t tell him I showed you where he is; I don’t want to see him… I mean….. I don’t want to disturb him……”

“I will say nothing about you to him, do not fear,”

“I’m not scared,” Draco tried to sound tough, manly but Snape saw through him.

“I know Draco,”

Draco looked defiant for a moment before he relaxed letting his shoulders sag.

“Thank you sir, this way.” Draco led him to the drawing room where he quickly left the double oak doors to seek refuge in his room.

Snape watched him go, his face looking after him sadly, knowing how hard it was to be so young and in over your head.

Snape knocked softly on the door; he walked in at the high-pitched cold voice welcoming in him. Snape saw that Narcissa, Lucius, Bellatrix and much to his horror, Umbridge were in there with the Dark Lord.

“We have been waiting; did Draco not show you in?” Voldermort asked with wide eyes.

“He had opened the door for me, I told him I needn’t be shown to the drawing room and if you had need of him I would let him know.