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The person in front of me... Is Lord Voldemort himself! I can't believe it. Cold shivers keeps going up and down on me. Suddenly, I feel how something slithers right past me. My heart misses a beat when I see this big, dark colored snake. Never seen so huge snake before. Along the dark floors, it slithers towards the Dark Lord like a pet. I also notice that there are the Malfoys, Bellatrix, Bartemius, Snape and Wormtail in the room with us. Seems that the rest of the people has gone somewhere else. Snape and I make an eye contact. It's really hard to read what's going on his mind right now. But looking into his eyes brings some sort comfort in me in middle of this intense moment.
Voldemort's calm and surprisingly polite voice brings me back from my thoughts:"(Y/N) (Y/L). Harold (Y/L)'s daughter, was it?". My head turns to him and eyes goes quickly up and down on him. "More or less." I end up answering with half timid tone. Corner of my eye, I can see how Snape squinted his eyes as in 'don't get coy with him', but I partly ignore him at this point. "Ah, yes. Heard what happened to your mother - Eloise (Y/L). I'm... Truly sorry for your lost, my dear." the Dark Lord hums. To be quite honest, he doesn't sound as sincere as he said that, so I'm not sure if he really means it. But maybe the bigger question here is... Why is he being so nice to me? Thought he's this ruthless killer who would end anyone's life in blink of an eye if he isn't pleased.
"It has come to my knowledge that you have some information of Harry Potter and his friends. The location where they might be at the moment." he tilts his head a bit onto the side. Just when I'm about to open my mouth, Snape speaks:"The location already has been revealed by one of the Protectors of the Choisen One, my Lord. We have already sent our people to get them.". What? Voldemort looks pleased by the answer. The thought he has done something bad to Tonks and Ted gives me the power and bravery to quickly raise myself from the floor on my feet:"What did you do to them?!". No answer from the Potions Master, he just stares with that same old cold look. "Answer me!" I demand. No answer.
My boldness makes Bellatrix laugh:"Uuuh, badger got some teeth, I see.". Bartemius scoffs:"Put your harlot in order, Snape. She talks way too much in front of our Lord.". That peeks Voldemort's interest:"Harlot, you say..?". He then turns to Snape:"I must say, I'm a little bit surprised, Severus. Didn't know you had it in you.". About to snap at them that I am not a whore, Snape again speaks with calm, monotonic tone:"I have needs of my own.". What?! Looking at the man stunned. I can just feel how my heart starts breaking even more. So it's true then... I never..- I never actually meant anything to him. Voldemort chuckles and turns to look at me up and down:"Well, who am I to deny the pleasure of a flesh when it's required.".
As expected, this all raises amusement in all the Death Eaters around the room and they start joking and teasing. Draco is the only one who doesn't join the torment. Lucius and his wife are also quiet, but they do have this tiniest smirk corner of their mouths while they listen how Bellatrix, Batemius and Wormtail keeps going. While they keep laughing, the Potions Master's face won't budge. Those black eyes are staring right back at me. We keep the eye contact a moment longer before I break it to look elsewhere. I don't know this man. "It is true, my Lord. I-I saw her in his kitchen one morning, half dressed!" Wormtail tells like a young child who has been waiting to tell this story to bigger kids, just to get the approval.
Something snaps in me and I turn to him:"Do you wish to loose the other hand as well?". In middle of all of this, I have taken to notice how one of his hands is replaced by silver – for whatever reason that is. "Because I can assure you, it can be done without a wand." I continue. The look on Wormtail's face drops right away. I know it's wrong to attack verbally the weakest in the room, but all of this is getting in to me as all I can feel is this anger and frustration right now. Even Voldemort doesn't show any annoyance by my behavior, Bartemius feels obligated to jump in:"If Snape isn't going to shut her up, I will.". With that, he rushes to me and just when he grabs me by the arm firmly, he feels shooting pain in his ankle:"OUCH!!". Huh?!
We are both quick to glance down what just happened. My eyes widens out of surprise and gasp when I see the familiar niffler:"Sniffy!". He has bitten a chunk out of Bartemius's ankle. He managed to escape?! Bartemius hisses and kicks the niffler away:"Why you little bastard!". "No!!" I yell. Sniffy won't waste time, as soon as he lands on the floor, he starts running around, ready to bite more ankles. "What in the name of Merlin is that?!" Lucius frowns and takes few steps back as the niffler runs right past him. The Death Eaters are baffled by this sudden turn of event. Wormtail, Bartemius and Bellatrix draw their wands and tries to tame the little beast. But Sniffy is too fast for them. Panic raises inside me as I watch this all happening:"No! Please, stop!!!". This can't end well!
As they keep missing the target, some of the furnitures breaks or goes flying. "Put down your wands immediately! You are destroying MY house!!" Lucius shouts, but for vain. My heart is beating really fast at this point. No matter how I try to tell them to stop chasing him, they won't listen. Soon, the niffler climbs up the fireplace and is now up in the chandelier above us. The Death Eaters stop to stare at him for a moment, unsure what to do so the big and heavy chandelier won't fall on them. Only the sound of the crystals shaking fills the room. I turn to Voldemort with pleading eyes:"Please, tell them put down their wands. He's just scared.". "Very well..." Voldemort lifts his hand as in 'do as she says' with amused manner. Slightly baffled by this, the Death Eaters lower their wands. Snape and I share a quick look before I rush right bottom of the light, arms reaching out:"Come here, Sniffy. It's okay! I got you.". For a moment, Sniffy hesitates what to do, but then, he let's go and jumps down towards my arms. As he's in the air, falling down directly to my arms, an evil smile raises on the Dark Lord's lips and he orders:"Nagini, kill.".
In blink of an eye, the snake attacks the niffler in mid air, digging it's sharp, deadly teeth into his flesh, immediately making Sniffy let out a squeak. My heart just dropped somewhere in the deep. "NO!!!" I scream in terror, eyes wide. It all happens so fast; Nagini comes down crashing to the floor with the niffler, and immediately does three or more fast attacks on Sniffy until he won't move anymore. Then this insufferable silence descended in the room as we all watch the direction the beasts are. "Sniffy." I breath out. My mind has gone blank. Only thing that I can hear is this high pitched ringing while I stare at my beloved niffler on the floor. No... The voice of the Death Eaters behind me has become a distant muffle sound at this point as they start talking. No.
With shaky steps, I approach Sniffy who's covered in blood. He's not moving. No! There is a huge ball inside my throat. All the memories with him comes flashing by. From when I got him when he was just a furry, little baby niffler. All the nights he curled up against me when we went to sleep. The times he had stole something and proudly showed them to me. Every walk with him, whenever it was summer or winter - day or night. He was always looking forward to be in my arms. Tears raises up on my eyes when it hit me. The reality. Sniffy's dead. The ringing inside my head stops and my breath hitches. I can't breath. My whole body is shaking. Sniffy. I cry out and fall down on my knees in front of him:"HAAAAAAA!!!!!!!". Right when my knees hit the floors, all of the big windows around us goes blasting, breaking into million pieces. Everyone gets off guard when this happens and try to cover themselves as best as they can to avoid getting any of the glass on them. Even Voldemort himself gets surprised by the Wandless Magic.
After the shards of the glass are all fallen down, the sound of my cries fills the room. The Dark Lord ends up scoffing carelessly, and starts walking away:"Come, Nagini. Our job here is done.". Bellatrix and Bartemius quickly follows their Lord like lost puppies. Soon, they vanish. Now there's only me, the Malfoys, Wormtail and Snape in the room. Lucius is not pleased how their manor has been ruined all over. He's gritting his teeth and about to take a step towards me, but stops right when Snape comes to stand between us. There is deathly glare in his dark eyes as he stares a moment at the owner of the house. Lucius's face falls down a bit, unsure how to act. His wife comes beside him and starts pulling him by the arm:"Come.". Eventually, the Malfoys and Wormtail leaves the room.
After we are left alone in the broken room, Snape turns to me. For a moment longer he let's me cry my heart out while he stands couple meters away. With shaky hands, I take Sniffy into my arms and hug him tight. His blood gets all over my hands and clothes, but I don't care. At all. My mind is everywhere. I can't think straight. It's like I have gone into the darkness. I want to hurt them. No. I want to kill them. All of them. The snake and Voldemort first in line. I want to make them suffer. But the sad truth is... I'm not like them. I'm not a killer – and it's killing me inside. I hate this. "(Y/N)..." Snape finally calls softly. I let out shuddered wheezle thru the heavy tears:"I hate you.". Snape's eyes widens for a split second, before he forces the same old, cold and calculating face come back up. Burying my face into the niffler's soft fur while inconsolable tears keeps falling down my cheeks. Sniffy. I'm so sorry.