Daddy Dearest - (No Update, Edit)

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Chapter 110 ~ Waiting, Watching and Wishing

Back in the Great Hall at Hogwarts, Hermione counted heads from a list provided of the students that remained. Jasmine Malfoy had been picked up by her father, but the witch noted that neither Mathias nor Andreas were present.

"Where are they?" she said to herself looking at the clock.

All of the staff was in the Great Hall as well to protect the students and Hogwarts proper if it came to that. Hermione's brow wrinkled. Minerva saw the distressed look on the witch's face and walked over to her.

"What's wrong, Hermione?" she asked the witch.

"My son and his friend aren't here, and the doors are about to lock," Hermione said anxiously. "Maybe I should go look for them."

"No, you have to stay here to protect the students, Hermione. I know Mathias is your son, but you can't abandon all the students we have here in search of one. Besides, when the castle locks down, everything locks down. Even if Mathias and his friend don't make it to the Great Hall, they will be protected. And they are far from babies," Minerva said with a scowl. They'd been hexing Gryffindors effectively for years.

"Still, I wonder where they are. They know they're supposed to be here. They don't have to worry about the Dark Lord's forces. I'm going to kill both of them," she said frowning darkly as she looked at the open doors of the Great Hall. Suddenly they slammed shut. Shutters formed over the windows, and the illusion of sky above the hall phased out into stone.

"Well, we are locked down. Not a single door in Hogwarts will open until the threat is past," Minerva said.

She looked at Hermione.

"Don't worry. Those boys are fine. They won't find any devilment to do while Hogwarts is in defensive mode. So come along Hermione. We are going to play some games to keep the students occupied," Minerva said, turning and walking toward one of the long tables. There were about two hundred students, and they all looked very disconcerted. They hadn't been told why they were in the Great Hall.

Dana Jackson looked around for Andreas and didn't see him. Then she looked for his shadow, Mathias…but he was nowhere to be seen either. Her brow furrowed. Andreas wouldn't have missed an opportunity to spend time with her unless something more important was happening with him.

Dana felt a pulse of fear as she remembered him telling her he was going to kill the Dark Lord. No one told her the reason they were sequestered in the Great Hall…but the witch saw the doors lock, and noticed how nervous the teachers were, though they tried to hide it. They all were in danger, and she was sure it had something to do with Voldemort.

Suddenly, she began to believe what Andreas had said to her. He was a very powerful wizard for his age both physically and magically. He knew how to use weapons as well as a wand. Andreas was also very brave. He made six Gryffindors back down one day without even drawing his wand.

It kind of turned her on to have a wizard like him wanting her out of all the witches at Hogwarts. A lot of them would shag him. She had heard it for herself when he would walk by and didn't see her. A lot of commentary would follow him such as, "Gods, he's gorgeous," or "I've got a craving for chocolate."

If Mathias had gone after Voldemort, what if he were killed? Dana blinked back the tears in her eyes. Maybe she should have shagged Andreas. She might not get the chance now, and she really did like the wizard enough to be intimate with him. Dana didn't love him but she would still enjoy having sex with him, she was sure.

Gods, wherever the wizard was, she hoped he was safe.

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About forty-five minutes later, the doors of the Great Hall suddenly opened, the shutters disappeared, and the illusioned ceiling reappeared, stars glistening brightly in the winter sky.

"It's over already?" Minerva said, clapping her hands together.

Suddenly a shrill scream filled the hall as Poppy fell to the floor, gripping her forearm and shrieking in pain as her mark burned her. Hermione and the other staff members ran to the witch, the students looking on wide-eyed. Presently the witch stopped screaming and pulled up her sleeve.

"It's gone," she panted. "The Dark Mark is gone."

Hermione examined her arm. Indeed, the flesh was smooth and unmarked, as if it had never been there. She knew at that moment, Voldemort was dead. But what about Severus? Had he survived or had he made the ultimate sacrifice for the wizarding world? The witch's stomach clinched as she thought of Severus gone…out of her life. What would she do? No other wizard could replace him in her heart.

She blinked back tears as the staff all hugged each other and the students, who had no idea what was going on until Flitwick shouted, "The Dark Lord is dead!"

Then the students cheered and enthusiastically returned the teacher's hugs. Voldemort was like the muggle boogeyman, something lurking in the dark just beyond where he could be seen. His being dead was a real cause for celebration.

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Voldemort's ranks rose from the ground, pulling back their sleeves and seeing the Dark Mark was gone. They weren't sure what had happened, but they all knew the Dark Lord couldn't summon them anymore.

"Fuck this. I'm getting out of here," one deatheater said, pulling off his mask, tossing it to the ground and instantly disapparating. He didn't want to be a peacekeeper. He was only here because Voldemort could kill him. Without the mark the wizard wouldn't be able to find him. He was out of there.

He wasn't alone either. As soon as they realized they no longer held the mark, the deatheaters all headed for home, leaving their masks behind. In essence, they were deserting…all five thousand of them. These were inner circle, original deatheaters, who knew what an insane despot Voldemort was. He had been killing them indiscriminately for years. Out of five thousand deatheaters, not a single one returned to the fortress to see if their leader was all right.

If he wasn't, so much the better.

The next morning found numerous wizarding children running around the streets of cities, villages and towns, wearing half-skull masks they found in piles, just waiting to be played with.

Their parents were less than thrilled.

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Hermione was standing in the middle of the aisle of the Great Hall, tears dripping from her eyes when Severus entered with Mathias, Andreas and Jasmine. She wasn't facing the door. Severus could tell by her body language that she was crying and strode past the trio and up behind the witch. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and held it over her shoulder.

"You look like you could use this, witch," he said silkily.

At the sound of his voice Hermione turned and looked up at him with startled eyes.

"Severus?" she said, stunned for a moment.

He gave her a slight bow.

"The one and only," he replied with a smirk.

Hermione let out a scream and launched herself at the wizard, leaping on him and wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist and kissing him deeply. The whole hall went silent in amazement as the pretty witch kissed the meanest, coldest, snarkiest Professor in the history of Hogwarts…and what was worse…he was kissing her back. And he seemed to be a decent kisser.

Little cries of "ugh" and "gross" went up around the room as the couple continued to kiss, quite passionately. Finally Mathias walked up and tugged on his father's robes. Severus pulled away from Hermione's mouth and scowled down at his son.

"What?" he asked snarkily.

"Uh, dad…you might want to take this to your rooms unless you want every student in Hogwarts spilling their guts on the floor," Mathias said, smirking at him.

Severus looked around, unwrapped Hermione from around him and set her on the floor a bit gingerly. Then he scowled blackly at everyone and said, "Haven't you people ever seen a kiss before?"

The scowl wasn't half as effective as it could have been, because the wizard was rather red in the face. He grabbed Hermione by the hand and strode out of the Great Hall, the witch almost running to keep up with him.

Dana walked up to Andreas, her brown eyes taking in all the dried blood on his shirt. She looked up at him.

"You did it, didn't you Andreas? You killed the Dark Lord," she whispered up at him.

Andreas nodded.

"Not me alone, but yes…our plan worked. He is very, very dead," the wizard replied, looking down at her. "And you know what that means, Dana."

She gave him a shy smile.

"Yes, Andreas. I know what that means," she replied.

He nodded.

"Good. Meet me at the room of requirement just before curfew tomorrow night. You need wear nothing but your robes," he said, his dark eyes glittering at her.

"All right," she said softly.

Andreas leaned down and kissed her gently on the mouth. The witches watching them swooned. He pulled away from Dana, who seemed frozen in place, her lips still puckered.

"That should hold you until tomorrow night," Andreas said, "I must go and wash the blood from my body."

Dana watched as he turned and headed for the open doors. Andreas stopped by Jasmine and Mathias.

"This will be the last quiet night. Tomorrow we will be famous," he said. "Things will be much different."

Mathias nodded and looked at Jasmine.

"The last quiet night," he said to her, hoping she would come to his room. She still had on that green nightie under her robes.

"Well, I intend to take full advantage of it and get some sleep," she replied.

The look in Mathias' eyes told her the wizard was disappointed. Andreas knew they needed a moment and walked out of the door, heading for Slytherin house. Jasmine and Mathias slowly followed him, hanging back.

When they entered the main hall, Mathias looked at Jasmine.

"Don't you want to come to my room, Jasmine? We could…" he said to the witch.

Jasmine shook her head.

"What we did last night, Mathias…we did for a reason. We didn't make a commitment to each other…we shared an intimate moment, and I did it out of hope of saving your and Andreas' lives. It worked. Losing my virginity enraged Voldemort enough for you to safely transform and cast your spells. That's why I did it, Mathias. We aren't a couple," she said gently.

Mathias looked at her.

"But you like me Jasmine…I know you do," he said. "I've known for a while now…and last night, I could feel it inside you. Hear it in your voice. I saw it in your eyes."

"But like isn't love, Mathias. When I was listening to my father, I knew he wanted me to use sex to advance our cause…but now that I'm thinking for myself, I don't want to do that. If I have sex with someone, it will be because I love him, and no other reason," she said.

"And as much as I care about you, Mathias…I don't love you. So the answer is no, I won't come to your room with you. What we did, I liked it…I really did. You made losing my virginity enjoyable and I will never forget what we shared. But the next time I am with a wizard, I want to be head over heels in love with him. You can understand that, can't you Mathias?" Jasmine asked him.

Mathias' chest felt very tight.

"Yes…yes, I understand that Jasmine," he said quietly.

"But I will always be your friend, Mathias…until the day I'm buried, I will always love you as a friend," the witch said.

She kissed him on the cheek.

"I guess friends will have to do then," the wizard said resignedly. Then he looked at her, perking up a bit.

"How about friends with privileges?"

Jasmine scowled at him.

"No! You get no privileges other than the ones you already have," she said.

Mathias shrugged.

"You can't blame a wizard for trying," he replied smirking at her.

Mathias had enjoyed fucking Jasmine, but she made it clear it was a one-time occurrence. He didn't love her either, at least not as a girlfriend. But he wouldn't have minded regular sex with her.

Mathias sighed as he and Jasmine headed for Slytherin house.

Oh well, there were plenty of other witches at Hogwarts, and by the time this hero thing got around, Mathias was sure he'd have his pick of them.

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A/N: lol about Severus and Hermione kissing in the Great Hall in front of everyone, then Severus dragging her away. Looks like Andreas is going to finally get at Dana, and Mathias and Jasmine are going to remain friends. They're young yet and have a lot to learn…there's no saying things won't ever change between them…but Mathias is already thinking about alternatives to Jasmine. He's a Slytherin all right. Through and through. Please review.