Chapter 51

Lord... v...Voldemort... Voldy...? Lord. It was simply that he had foolishly craved too much. Slytherin feared nothing least of all pain; how could he ever expect to be welcomed into the Dark Lord's arms without a shadow of doubt or reservation? If the Dark Lord had somehow reverted to that hideous monster who sliced his own soul into pieces, then... then he would tell Dumbledore everything, seek out Death, and wait for Lord... In the world beyond death, he would offer everything he possessed to the Dark Lord. While Severus was lost in these chaotic thoughts, Lord Voldemort pushed open the door on tiptoe. That damned old busybody had actually sent a Phoenix to summon him right at dawn. He just hoped Severus was still asleep; otherwise... Lord Voldemort stood in the doorway and saw that not only was Severus awake, but he was already retreating deep into his own mind in despair. He was going to murder that obnoxious Dumbledore!