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He should have been grateful to have her move away but, Bella's charms were not insubstantial and had left him longing for something he knew he would not be getting anytime in the near future. Snape watched as she walked back up to the Dark Lord and turned to stand next to him, awaiting his orders or to watch whatever ordeal he had in store, for Snape was not foolish enough to think he would get off for missing the meeting for merely satisfying his needs.
Sure enough, the Dark Lord looked down upon him with that look of pleasure he derived from torturing one of his subjects for some minor indiscretion which did not sacrifice his security or plans. "So, Severus, we have finally gotten to the truth of the matter. But, I'm afraid your excuse for blatantly delaying your answer to my call is rather... lacking in substance. My Bella..." the Dark Lord spoke while walking closer to him and paused to hold a pale hind out behind him for her to grasp. "Has been executing some very successful missions lately and I'm afraid Mr. Fellows was not nearly as entertaining as I had hoped he'd be. I think perhaps you would make a better gift for her troubles."
After Bella had grasped the Dark Lord's hand, he turned and placed his other hand upon her shoulder, whispering, just loud enough that Snape could hear, "Do whatever you like, so long as he remains alive and not permanently damaged. If you lose me my eyes and ears inside Dumbledore's castle, I assure you, you will pay dearly."
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