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Chapter 5: A Knock on the Door
Snape had imagined that this summer will not be very enjoyable with Wormtail at his side, but he had never imagined even in his worst dreams that Bellatrix and Narcissa would come to him. He had made an Unbreakable Vow and now he had found out what Draco had to do – he had to kill Albus Dumbledore. How could he help Draco in killing Albus? Albus was the only one who trusted Snape. Snape could never kill him or even help Draco to do that. Snape had a full head of worries. It seemed that he would have to die. He would not help Draco. If only he could remove this Vow somehow! He would have to figure out a way. Snape did not want to die yet.
It was past midnight, but Snape was still sitting in an old armchair in his dark sitting room, looking at covers of books that covered walls. Somewhere in those books had to be something about Unbreakable Vows. He had already looked in every possible book, but he had not surrendered yet. There had to be a way.
He was scanning the room again when he herd a knack on the door. Who could it be? Who would come in the middle of the night? There weren’t many people who knew his address and he did not want to see anyone of those who knew it.
Reluctantly Snape stood up and went to open the door. When he unlocked and opened it, he could not believe his eyes. He shut his eyes and then opened again, but nothing had changed. There stood Sarah. She was dressed in a simple grey dress that was completely inappropriate for chilly night air and was shivering form cold. He did not have time to think about what she was doing here. He grabbed her arm and quickly pulled her inside. He could not risk to be seen with her. They could not stay in the sitting room, because Wormtail would definitely eavesdrop on them. Snape had no choice, he pulled her inside his bedroom.
His bedroom was as dark as the rest of the house. He had a wardrobe there, some furniture, a table with a chair and a double bed. He did not need a double bed, of course, but this room had previously been his parents’ and he had not changed much there. Everything in this room was old and it was lit by candles, so it had an aura of mystique.
Snape cast a silencing charm upon the room and looked at Sarah. What was she doing here? He could not understand. He had been so rude to her, he had hurt her and she knew he was a Death Eater, but she was here. How could it be?
Snape looked at Sarah with flames in his eyes. “What the hell are you doing here? How could you come to this house? Are you insane?” Snape yelled. “There’s a Death Eater upstairs, I’m a Death Eater. Don’t you want to live anymore?”
“You won’t kill me. I’m not afraid,” she said calmly.
“How can you know?” Snape came very close to her and being taller could easily make her uncomfortable.
“I just do!” she sincerely.
“How did you find me?” Snape snapped. He figured out that he would deal with the foolish woman, but he had to make sure that nothing like this happened again.
“It was simple. I looked in the form that you filled in St Mungo’s. I found your address there.” She smirked happy that he had not understood himself.
“And why did you need an address of a Death Eater? I saw terror in your eyes, you were afraid of me, when I showed my Dark Mark,” he said in frustration.
“Yes, it was horrible when I saw it. I felt betrayed, but something was not right. I just knew that you can’t be as dark as you appear.”
“You saw a Dark Mark, what else did you need?” Snape yelled.
“I finally understood everything about you. The willingness to understand you was tearing me apart. I had to know who was Lily and I found it out. It has to be Lily Evans, everything matches. Death Eaters can’t love the way you do. I just can’t imagine a Death Eater who preserves such love for a dead woman. I read old newspapers and found out everything. I know that Dumbledore spared you out of Azkaban. He said that you were on his side. Don’t say that it was all a lie and you are on Voldemort’s side again. I got everything about your double spy business. You can’t be on Voldemort’s side, if he has killed the love of your life. Probably the death of Lily is the reason why you betrayed Voldemort.”
Snape’s lips were shaking, his face was white, his eyes full of terror.
“I knew I was right!” she exclaimed happily.
Snape pushed her to the wall forcefully. He was incredibly angry. The stupid girl did not understand what she had gotten herself into. “Do you understand that you’re dangerous to me, now?” Snape roared.
“Are you threatening me?” She challenged him being sure that he would not hurt her even though he did his best at making her uncomfortable.
“I can’t leave it like this. That information can cost my life! How comes that you’re the only one who figured it out? I’ll be dead immediately if anyone on Voldemort’s side gets it,” Snape said helplessly. He would have to obliviate her.
“Because I’m the only one who knows about your love to Lily. You did not want to talk about her. You never do, so no one knows, but I do. I’m the only one who saw, how you would look at her. It was a look full of love. You are right that you don’t tell anyone that you love or loved her. It would give you away.” She had sparkles in her eyes that were so characteristic to Dumbledore. She thought that she had won.
Snape wanted to grab her and throw out of his house. Snape felt her body with his hand. She was so thin and frangible and still cold from the chilly night air.
“Why did you go into night wearing only a summer dress?” Snape asked.
“I did not think about that. I just had to know whether I was right.”
“Don’t do so again,” It was more like a plea than a reproach. “I’ll bring you hot tea.”
Snape made tea and went out of the kitchen when Wormtail stopped him.
“Who was at the door?”
“It’s none of your concern.”
“It is. If I live in this house, I want to know who comes in here.”
“This is my house and I will have whatever visitors I want!” Snape roared in anger. “I did not ask you to come here. If you don’t like it then find another place to live!”
Wormtail was silent. He could not contradict it.
“Who are you taking this cup to? Do you have a visitor?”
“What the hell are you talking about? I don’t have any visitors. I made this cup for myself!”
“You never drink tea in your room.”
“So today will be the first time.”
“You’re not a person who changes habits and you said that “no food outside kitchen” is one of your countless rules!”
“This is my house and I will do whatever I want. Your job is to remain upstairs and untroubled me! Now get out of my way!” Snape yelled.
Wormtail glared with suspicion first at Snape, then at the cup of tea in his hand. Wormtail had guessed that something fishy was there. Finally he obeyed Snape’s command, opened the way to the hidden stairs and disappeared from Snape’s view.
It was very dangerous for Sarah to remain here. No one could know that he cares about someone, especially a Muggle-born witch. He silenced her, when she wanted to speak, and placed a silencing charm on the room again.
“The Death Eater, who is in my house, is getting suspicious. It’s not safe for you to remain here.”
“I’m not scared. Your silencing charm must be working well.”
“Yes, it is, but there still is a risk.”
Snape held out his hand and gave Sarah tea.
“Thanks,” she said and slowly drank it.
Suddenly, Snape saw some kind of movement behind the door and pointed his wand at the door. There was a loud bang and he could hear as Wormtail ran back to his chamber. He had somehow managed to sneak downstairs without a sound.
“The Death Eater was trying to eavesdrop on us. You should Disapparate from here and the sooner, the better.”
Sarah grabbed his arm and he felt the unpleasant sensation of Apparition.