A long awaited meeting (Snape)

[Annalessa Bordon]

*Having read the letter, Snape had sent in reply, Annalessa scowled.* Her letter was rushed, and very brief with good reason. However, she wait impatiently for the day to come- Friday, never seeming so far.

Not wanting to take any chances of being seen, and simply as a precaution; Annalessa used the floo to get into Hogwarts. She remembered the way to the Headmasters Office as the school hadn't changed much, and easily found her way there. Evening had just begun, and Annalessa was certain the students would've retired to bed or whatever trivial things they did at this time.

*Brushing the soot from her traveling cloak, Annalessa looked around, and knocked quietly* She silently thanked Merlin, she didn't have to go through the trouble of cursing a few nosy students along the way.

[Severus Snape]

*As usual, Severus is sitting behind his high polished desk, in the toasty warm Headmaster's Office. This evening he has the fortune of stealing a moment to himself, and he sits comfortably in his chair, gazing into the fire dancing and crackling happily in the fireplace.*

*Isn't surprised to hear the knock upon the door, he remembers that a certain Annalessa Bordon requested an appointment with him, and he takes note to realize that she listened and chose to come in the evening as suggested in his reply owl.*

*Turning away from the fire place in his chair, his black eyes land on the door as he invites the caller into the office.*

Enter...

[Annalessa Bordon]

The sound of Snapes voice, sent a feeling of familiarity through Annalessa. It brought her back to her days as a student in Hogwarts. It's cold drawl, nearly making him as famous as the sneer he usually wore. *Looking around out of caution, Annalessa pulled the door open, and entered the Headmasters office. Closing it behind her, in one swift motion.*

"Head Master, Snape." *Nodding respectfully, Annalessa's brow rose.* "I'm here strictly under business, as you know." She figured it was best, to cut straight to the point. Snape had never been a very patient man, as far as Annalessa remembered. And she herself didn't like to waist time. "Forgive my haste, but I assume you'd like to know the reason for my lack of details in the letter. It is simply because, the topic is too important. Should the letter have fallen into wrong hands...well it wouldn't end well."

*Waiting a moment for the Head Master to speak, Annalessa gouged his reaction. Hoping to Merlin, he would take her seriously and not send her away.*

[Severus Snape]

*Watches the young witch prattle off her reasons for not giving him her reason for this visit in her owl, his fingers steeple themselves under his chin as his black shinning eyes rest on her coldly.*

*When she's finished speaking he sits for a moment in the silence hanging before them pleased that her mouth finally has closed, sizing her up. One word leaves his lips demandingly, his short patience obviously diminishing quickly.*

Sit...

*Leans into his desk, eyes still fixed coldly on the witch.*

Get to your point, Miss Bordon.

[Annalessa Bordon]

A spark of defiance came to her eyes, at the rude tone of the ex Professor. Annalessa never liked being ordered around, but forced down her pride. The spark was gone, just as soon as it came. *Gracefully moving towards the desk, Annalessa sat down gingerly* She's been right in assuming, it was best to be straight forward. Without further wait, three words which would no doubt catch the elder wizards attention, slipped from her lips.

"The Dark Lord, Sir." *Annalessa stared unwaveringly, no sign of fear in her eyes* "I wish to join his circle, and I think you're exactly the connection I need. However, I'm far from ready and therefor need your assistance. A mentor, if you'd be willing."

[Severus Snape]

*His eyebrows raise slightly under his dark hair the moment the young witch states her purpose for seeking him out. Of course, he should have known, she wasn't exactly the poster girl for Muggle rights from what he remembers of his old charge.*

*Sits deadly still while sizing up the girl again, she could be useful to The Dark Lord's cause.*

How are you prepared to prove your worth to The Dark Lord?

[Annalessa Bordon]

"I'll take on any task given to me, Headmaster. Though, with my lack of experience, I would hope you wouldn't give anything too unreasonable...and I'm not afraid of dying. I'm well aware, there may come a time it's either life or death. Kill or be killed." *Annalessa kept her expression blank, not wanting to appear hopeful, or give anything away.*

[Severus Snape]

*Did the young girl honestly say she doesn't want to be given a task too unreasonable? Yes, he heard right, and wish she never would have said anything at all if that was what was going to come out of her mouth.*

*Lips twitch while remaining silent for a moment, pondering his options of what to do with this witch. She wants to prove her loyalty to The Dark Lord, yet not be asked the impossible. This should prove to be a good learning experience for Annalessa.*

Of course you need to show me what you are capable of.

It is killed or be killed, yes... Have you killed?

*Black eyes shine like ice as his head tilts somewhat.*

[Annalessa Bordon]

Annalessa's patience was growing shorter by the second. Anyone who knew her well, would know patience was not her strongest point, and she was quickly growing annoyed by the patronizing tone Snape used with her. She was not a child, and had a feeling he doubted her abilities greatly, which also didn't sit well with her.

Annalessa's temper began to rise, though she forced it back down. *Pursing her lips, the young witch matched Snapes look with a fiery one of her own* "No, I've never taken a life. But I will, if it is asked of me." She couldn't keep the harsh edge from her voice, wanting Snape to take her seriously, and know she meant every word. "If you should give me a task, whatever it is- it is then, you will see what I'm capable of. With all respect of course, Headmaster."

[Severus Snape]

Whatever it is...

*That's what the answer he was seeking, for if this girl is to become a part of Voldemort's ranks anything he has to throw at her is child's play compared to what she's going to have to prove personally to The Dark Lord.*

I will see what you are capable of, and you should be expecting an owl with a time, date, and location upon it.

Be there...

*Waves his hand sharply, dismissing Annalessa, but not before adding.*

Be warned... Failure is not acceptable.

[Annalessa Bordon]

*Nodding with relief, Annalessa stood* "Thank you for your time, Sir." *Without further words, she turned and walked swiftly from the Headmasters office, preparing to use the floo to get home.*