"Why do you keep disappointing me, Coleman," a soft voice asked from the depths of shadows.
The cold high walls of the court room made the filthy man shiver in fright. The carvings of angry lions glared down at him with disappointment. He swallowed hard and looked back at the black marble below his feet.
"It has been six months since I gave your last order," the voice said with disappointment, "and yet you come back empty handed,"
"The wards are too strong my lord," Coleman said with a shook voice "we can not attempt to remove the boy until he is out of the castle grounds,"
"I hear wind of a trip to the neighboring town the school is expected to be on,"
"Don't be foolish, Coleman, you know as well as anyone that Harry Potter is too young for such trips,"
"I apologize for my insolence," Coleman replied.
A pale hand shooed off his worry and Coleman bowed his head.
"Very well if we can not go in to grab the boy we will have to lure him out,"
A sinister smile of illuminescent teeth shined in the moonlight and not for the first time sent fear shivering down the servant's back.
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The Boy Who Wanted to Live
FanfictionBOOK TWO ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Proffesor Snape turned and stared at Harry, one eyebrow raised. "Mr. Potter! Are you paying attention?" "Y-Yes, Proffesor." "Tell me what would you get if I asked you to add powdered root of Asphodel to an infusio...
