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My Lord. *bows his head*

Why do you feel you need to cause conflict with others.

I...don't, my Lord *still doesn't lift his eyes*

And yet you decided to pick holes in Severus being here.

I didn't... he asked if I'd summoned you... or, or I misheard, my Lord. I didn't mean... he's welcome here.

He was speaking about me summoning all of you.

I-I misheard... *doesn't dare look up*

*a speculating look* My Heir?

*Raises an eyebrow, not that he has hair*

*ah, but an heir is different, he speaks again, this time in Parselmouth, the language of snake* Are you he? Blood of my blood, kind of my kind?

I am the one they speak of.

*he circles the man, hands folded behind his back as he appraises him* What are your goals?

What matter is it of yours?

Have a bit of respect. You shan't exist if I tell my wife to drown our babe.

Do you know who I am?

Yes.

You act too rashly, Boy. I am not sure whether to be impressed or disgusted.

*watches him*

*stops before him and clasps his hands behind his back* I need you to be careful.

Why?

Im here my Lord *stands by his side*

so I see.

*blinks, as he walks slowly forward, catching sight of Bella and Rodolphus* You've summoned, my Lord? *kneels before him, head bowed but eyes trained on the Lestrange*

*shakes his head, his voice hissed, wanting to be quiet* I did nothing of the sort.

*muttering, head still bowed* But you are thrilled to be of use to our Dark Master, aren't you? *half-bitter*

Of course, Severus *grins a little*

ENOUGH!

*whips round to face the voice, his eyes widened a little* Apologies my Lord. *bows his head*

Yes Severus, I did.

And how, dark master, may I be of service?

I wanted to see who of my faithful were answering my call.

I want news, how does infiltrating everything go?

*kneels easily, careful to pretend that he doesn't notice the Lestrange interchange*

Easier and quicker then I could have hoped for, Master! The fool- ah, forgive me, Albus has taken my *smiles* "change of heart" quickly to his heart. I've no doubt how he'll soon be at your mercy.

Than you had hoped for? And what had you hoped for Severus?

A challenge, my Lord. *still on the floor, kneeling* You've asked me to complete a mission and I will do so but Dumbledore is so...trusting, so easily duped. *looks up* If I may ask, however, Lord. Why did you choose me? I am honored, of course...but why...

Because he trusts you, he believes you are working for him against me.

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He was always a trusting fool.

*a low voice, soft and sad* Yes. He does trust me.

I am My Lord, I am here to serve you *bows head*

My servant!

Yes, My Lord *I slowly look up*

*seems please*

What can I do for you. My Lord? *looking up slightly*

What ever I ask of you.

Of course, My Lord *bows low*