The Only Thing Worth Fighting For

I know I write really short chapters at some point I will probily edit the story and put more chapters together but it will probily be when it is closer to being done…and i am VERY sorry for the delay but i have had a hard time getting this chapter typed... i needed it to flow to a spefic path and was unhappy w/ it several times. i needed to catch up some of the other goings on for it hasnt really been too long scince we saw Hermione arrive at the manor but i have a tendancy to write only a single set of things as a chapter i hope i will get over that in time as this is the first fic i have written in years... anyway w/o further rambleings from me the fic!


Star popped loudly into Poppy’s room without bothering to knock as was her custom. Only exceptionally important situations could cause her to skip all of the courtesies she had worked so hard to instill in her young charges. However she didn’t think that the Medi-Witch was able to hold her tongue without being told to… or MADE to…
There was no way she could let her Little Lost One feel bad about what had happened to her. It was bad enough that Star couldn’t save her from it, Star refused to let someone embarrass the Little Lost One now that she was home.
Poppy looked up at Star from her seat in the bay window. “You’ve come about Miss Granger then?”
“Yes, I came bout my Little Lost One, I is wanting to know what yous be telling the Dark Lording bout her.” Star wanted to glare but the sadness on Poppy’s face was just too much to bear.
“I don’t know what to tell him honestly I doubt she would want him to know everything but he will be vastly upset if I don’t tell him… What should I do?”
“Yous must drink some tea,” with a snap of her fingers a tea cup and saucer found its way into Poppy’s hand, “then yous should think… if my Little Dark Lording is wantings to have the poor Little Lost One to trust him perhaps it woulds be best if he waited on her to tells him?” Star smiled as the Medi-Witch seemed to get her idea and with a small crack she disappeared.

In the Foyer of Riddle Manor

Severus Snape looked around in a bit of shock, there was not one Death Eater lurking around and neither could he hear the sound of anyone near by. Confusion made him wonder if perhaps there was some emergency happening…
“Professor-“
“Yous would be wells to be shushings now… the house wills be quiet for my Little Lost One is resting now and NO ONE will disturb her.” Severus smiled as he watched Harry look all round for the owner of that cold clear voice that promised hell to pay if it was not obeyed.
“Star, my dear, I have brought a present for your Miss, and of course I have brought something for you as well…” Severus had to fight not to laugh at Harry’s expression when he looked off to the family sitting room, the one that the inner circle and few others entered. “Would you like it?”
“Master Snape, yous should not be talking like that in front of others. Yous know what could happen if hes a spy.” Harry’s jaw dropped when a house elf strode out of the door way of the sitting room with her oversized hands on her tiny hips looking at Severus like he was a small child whom she adored.
“Don’t worry my dear he will die by my hand before he harms a hair on your Miss’s head. Now here this bundle of things should be obvious where they go,” Snape had reached into his pocket and handed something to the elf. “And this, well this would be yours. Exactly as you ordered it.”
The elf seemed to perk-up at that some what and gazed into her palm with obvious delight. Severus looked back at Harry only to find the boy still frozen in the same spot as he had been in with his jaw hanging open looking rather like a fish.

The Granger residence

Dumbledore was furious with his children. Jean and Richard may have been squibs but they were his children none the less. Perhaps he shouldn’t have tried to breed a perfect child with his cousin, but of course the cousin had been killed after it was found the twins had no magic, for the cousin had to be to blame after all Hermione had magic…

Then again the squibs did know their place and took exact orders as well as gave him unlimited access to her… and Jean was quite pretty when she had been young…
No matter no, they had allowed the girl to escape! That could not and would NOT be tolerated. However he needed to have a plan if he wanted their deaths to be blamed on Tom.