The Death Eater

-Severus Snape-

It was harder than I had ever imagined to lure an Auror to our raids. Many times I tried; the first time was a total disaster. Voldemort had almost caught me sealing an envelope to the Ministry of Magic. It was utmost suspicious, and Voldemort’s betrayal of his trust for us when he exploded at me.

“Be careful what you do,” he had spat. “To cross me would be an incredibly painful experience, and I suggest you not try it!”

“There is no reason for you to suspect me of anything,” I had replied with an effort to keep my voice calm and reasonable.

“You’re hiding something!” he had roared, and for an instant, I faltered. An instant should have been enough, but I continued tersely.

“I have been nothing but loyal to you for the three days that I have served under your power. I have more sense and power than half of those men of yours, I grew up around them, and idiots like them. I will turn out to be your most well-deserved servant, you will see for yourself,” I had uttered.

In one fleeting moment, I had thought that it was the end for me, but instead of anger, a humorous look crept across Voldemort’s face.

“You say you have such strength yet you are pitifully devoted to me,” he had laughed. I knew he was trying to provoke me. I kept my calm and stood perfectly still, unthreatening and sincere.

“Your power is far greater than ever I had comprehended from anyone in the world,” I had said breathlessly. “I know you could kill me with a twitch of your finger if you wanted to. I am not fool enough to believe that I would ever have strength to match half of yours, so I am devoted entirely to the most miraculous being in the universe, and I wish only to share in your triumphs. It’s an honor in itself to be chosen as I have been.”

He had positively glowed at this remark and all suspicion had left him entirely.

“You are not a fool,” he then confirmed. “Your soul is a dark one.”

“Master,” I had finally said, having enough of these games he was playing with me, “What are you playing at? How can you place such trust into someone you hardly even know? I could be an Auror in disguise!”

His look darkened. “Are you?” he asked before bursting into a wave of haunting laughter. “You don’t think me a fool, do you, Severus?”

He laughed again at the expression on my face.

“Of course not,” I spluttered. “I just wanted to know...”

“How I choose?” Voldemort gave a content snort. “Who is worthy enough to be part of my elite team of Death Eaters?”

“Yes...”

He had drawn close, and glaring maliciously into my eyes, he had said softly, “I can see into your minds... every single bloody one of you!” Then he burst into another fit of laughter, and still to this day I’m not sure if he was joking with me just then.

After that first exprience, I was even more careful than before, but each time I tried to send the letter, it was too dangerous. Too life-threatening. Too messy. I waited. As I waited, Voldemort’s suspicion of me never grew. He had my trust. Truthfully, he did! I only wanted to make some fun out of this job. A challenge. A good one.

Then maybe one day, I will prove to him that I am worthy, I am worthy of service and of his trust and companionship. Together we could rule the world! There is no better way to prove myself to him than kill one and quite possibly even more of our greatest foes. They will die like rats! They will drop like flies and all the rest of that garbage!

Time was not important. Only power was.

I was such a fool.