Acerbus Macula (A Hogwarts Fanfiction)

11 people sat in the dark, gloomy mansion, at a large mahogany table. Each person had their head bowed down, each pair of eyes staring at hands in laps or at the stainless wood.
5 people on each side, and 1 person at the very end.
"You have all done well... Bellatrix, you especially. I hear you have defeated the aurors, Frank and Alice Longbottom." said a high, chilling voice. The effect of this tone sent shudders down many spines. "Yes, my lord." Answered a tall, pale woman with dark curly hair.
"And now..." continued the man. "I have a... proposition...for all of you.
"Lord Voldemort cannot do everything himself. He only has two spies... and Wormtail is supposedly dead, so make that one." He looked pointedly to the man sitting next to him. "A spy, besides you, that can be inside Hogwarts during the school year. Now," He looked around the table, "Volunteers?"
A dark haired, surly looking wizard sitting farthest down the table stood up. "My Lord," He said clearly, "I have someone who would be perfect. Born one week ago, but perfect nonetheless."
Lord Voldemort nodded. "I shall accept your offer, Dolohov.
"On to other news...I have been told of a prophecy," the sharp, shrill voice murmured. "And tonight, I must kill again. Severus Snape,"
To the speaker's right, a man with a large nose and greasy black hair looked up, fear plain in his black eyes. "My- my Lord?" He barely whispered. "You have...done well." He placed his white finger tips together, and his scarlet eyes flickered up and down Snape's increasingly whitening face. "Tonight," Continued the Dark Lord, "Tonight, my servant Wormtail has been changed to the Potter's secret keeper. He shall be here any minute, informing me of Lily and James Potter's location."
The host stopped speaking, much to each other person's relief. All except for Snape's.
"My- My Lord." He repeated again, "How can you be certain that it is Lily's son? Please," His voice dropped to a whisper, "Do not kill her." Scarlet eyes bore into him. "You do not love her, Severus." Lord Voldemort said softly. "There are others...worthier women of you."
The silence that followed was broken by a low pop from outdoors. The doorknob turned, and inside the mansion came a short, balding man with small watery eyes. "Godric's Hollow, my Lord." He whispered.
Lord Voldemort stood up. "You will be rewarded, Wormtail. But as for now... I must go. Stay here, all of you, and be ready to celebrate my victory over Harry Potter." The Dark Lord disappeared on the spot.

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