Veela of Erised

Snape stood before a tall hooded figure that could have easily been mistaken as an elongated shadow of a surrounding Death Eater in the dim light. Long, white hands issued from its black sleeves....Voldemort reached into his robes and grasped his wand. He pulled out it into sight and pointed it threateningly at Snape's chest.... 'It takes only one spell, Severus,' he said menacingly, 'I believe you know the two words.'...'Ah, there you have it, Severus,' he said as he stared down at Snape. 'Terrible thing when someone denies you their friendship, isn't it?'