The Family Ties that Bind
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Adult ++
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28,889
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The Battle is Here
Summary: Hermione finds out her entire life has been a lie during the summer before her 7th year. How is she going to react to the news once she finds out who her real father is? Will Hermione and her father get along? Read and find out.
The Family Ties that Bind
Disclaimer: I by no means own any characters from the world of Harry Potter. They belong to the wonderful and talented J.K. Rowlings. So, please don’t sue me, because I have no money.
Chapter 22- The Battle is Here
March faded to April and April to May. Severus and Rosemarta had gotten closer and were seeing more and more of each other. Hermione and her friends, as well as the staff found this wonderful. Severus seemed to have loosened up even more in his classes without losing his students respect. Soon it was one week before the final battle.
“Excellent! You three are now ready.” Albus praised as Harry, Hermione and Neville had successfully blown up the target once more.
They had made so much progress that they now practiced in the Room of Requirement when it came to blowing up their practice dummy of Voldemort. They were also no longer exhausted from using their powers to do so. Severus and Minerva sat in the room away from the action.
“Albus is right. You three have made such progress. It usually takes years for those who posses Wiccan abilities to control and master them.” Minerva said proudly.
“You three will be the saviors of our world.” Severus said with a smile.
“Voldemort won’t be expecting it. After all, the prophecy said nothing about me having to face him alone. He won’t think the three of us will be a threat.” Harry added.
“Um, Headmaster, is it unusual for us to not be afraid?” Neville asked.
“For anyone else I would say yes. But for you three, no. After all, you three are the descendents of the founders. They were all brave in their own ways. Even Salazar at one time.” Albus answered.
They stayed for a while longer practicing individually. Hermione had the powers of telekinesis and astral projection. Neville could freeze or blow things up. And Harry could levitate and shoot fire from his hands. He was a rare one called a Firestarter. One of the rarest Wiccan powers.
Once practice was finished the three teens headed off to study for their exams the next week. Severus, Albus and Minerva retreated to Minerva’s quarters for tea.
“How are things with you and Rosemarta?” Minerva asked.
“They are going wonderfully. I think I’m falling in love again.” Severus answered as he sipped his tea.
“This is wonderful news my boy. I know Jocelyn is happy that you’ve found someone. Just as you would be if the roles were reversed.” Albus said.
“Yes. I told Rosemarta I wanted her away from here. I told her everything. About the battle, who Hermione used to be, and about her, Neville and Harry. She has gone to the cottage in Ireland. I want her safe. I told her if things were safe when the fight was over I would owl her. If she did not receive word from myself, Hermione or one of you two, to just stay there.” Severus explained.
“Did she put up a fight?” Minerva asked.
“Did she ever. It was worse than fighting with Jocelyn when I told her we had to keep our marriage a secret. Rosemarta has quite the temper.” Severus sighed.
“Yes I believe she would.” Albus chuckled.
The next week began as usual. Except for the Aurors and Order members scattered throughout the castle and grounds. Draco, Ginny, Harry, Hermione, Neville and Harry focused on their exams. Trying to not think about what would happen on the 31st.
The day the exams finished dawned warm and bright. No one would have guessed that in a few hours Hogwarts would be turned into a battle zone. Once exams were finished, all students that weren’t in the D.A were sent home. The D.A., Order, Aurors and the light’s allies gathered in the Great Hall.
“The time has come. Everyone here knows what to do. All I have to say is have faith in yourselves, watch each other’s backs and fight your hardest. This will be over soon and we shall be free.” Albus said.
Everyone began clapping and cheering. Hermione and Draco made their way to Severus. In the hours before the battle Albus wanted everyone to mentally prepare for the fight. Severus, Hermione and Draco made their way to Draco’s quarters. They sat in silence, just drawing on the love they each had for one another. Three hours later, an alarm rang through the castle. It was time.
“Remember! Destroy everything! Leave nothing or anyone alive!” Voldemort ordered to his Death Eaters.
“Hello Tom.” Albus said as he led the Order, Aurors, D.A. and their allies.
“Dumbledore. You will lose you old fool.” Tom said.
“Your confidence is humoring Tom. Even to the last.” Albus said with a smile.
“Enough! Attack!” Voldemort screamed.
And so it began. The worst war in Wizarding history. Hermione, Harry and Neville stood their ground and using their powers began cutting a path through the Death Eaters. Severus, Remus, Minerva and Albus behind them guarding their backs. After five and a half hours of fighting, the trio had finally reached their goal.
“VOLDEMORT! STAND AND FIGHT YOU COWARD!” Harry screamed.
“Well. Potter. Who are they, your fan club. You three are no match for me.” Voldemort said.
“You’re wrong you slimy bastard! You die this day!” Neville yelled.
“Ha! Ha! Ha! You are quite amusing Longbottom.” Voldemort laughed.
“This is your last chance! Surrender and we just might be merciful! But that’s a long shot!” Hermione cried over the sounds of battle all around them.
“So, Snape’s daughter has chosen the path of death. Pity. Do say hello to your mother for me.” Voldemort said with an evil smile.
Voldemort drew his wand and pointed it at them. Harry, Hermione and Neville had already began to concentrate. This time they would hold nothing back. They drew on all of their emotions. Love, hate, sadness, fear, anger, joy, grief. All of it. Voldemort was soon blinded by the light the three were giving off. The red, gold and silver auras blended together.
Suddenly the three teens raised their hands. Beams of red, silver and gold shot from their hands, twisted around each other and hit their mark. Everything froze as Voldemort let out an ear piercing scream. Three minutes later an earth shattering explosion rocked the earth. When the dust settled and all the Death Eaters and their enemies were either killed or arrested, Severus found Hermione, Neville and Harry on the ground unconscious.
“How is she?” Hermione heard a woman’s voice ask.
“She’s fine. She should be waking any time now.” she heard her father answer.
“I’m already awake.” Hermione groaned as she slowly opened her eyes.
“Welcome back my dear.” Severus said with a smile.
“Hi. Rosemarta! You’re back!” Hermione exclaimed as she saw Rosemarta sitting beside her father.
“Yes. Once Severus was sure you were all right, he owled me and I apparated here immediately.” Rosemarta said as she leaned over and hugged Hermione.
“How are the others?” Hermione asked as she sat up.
“They are fine. Luckily our side suffered no loses, only some wounded. The worst was Mad-Eye Moody, but he should be fine in a few weeks. Draco will be glad to see you’re awake.” Severus answered.
“Where is he?” Hermione questioned.
“He’s getting some sleep. The poor boy has hardly left your side.” Rosemarta answered.
A week later Hermione and Draco were back at Snape Manor. There was to be a huge celebration and Hermione, Neville and Harry were receiving Order of Merlin 1st class medals.
“You ready?” Draco asked as he poked his head into Hermione’s bedroom.
“Yep.” Hermione answered as she faced him.
“Wow! You look stunning!” Draco exclaimed as he took in her radiant beauty.
Hermione wore the dress robes her father had given her on her birthday the year before, her hair was fixed so that half cascaded down her back and the other half was curled and piled on her head. She wore the jewelry that Molly had given to her. She looked like an angle.
“Let’s go. We don’t want to keep dad and Rosemarta waiting.” Hermione said.
The couple headed downstairs to meet up with Severus and Rosemarta, who had just recently moved into Snape Manor. The four headed for Hogwarts where the celebration was taking place.
The celebration was beyond anything the Wizarding world had ever seen. Awards were given out first, followed by a magnificent feast and finally a huge ball. The music played and the wine flowed. Everyone was the happiest they had been in nearly sixty years.
T.B.C
The Family Ties that Bind
Disclaimer: I by no means own any characters from the world of Harry Potter. They belong to the wonderful and talented J.K. Rowlings. So, please don’t sue me, because I have no money.
Chapter 22- The Battle is Here
March faded to April and April to May. Severus and Rosemarta had gotten closer and were seeing more and more of each other. Hermione and her friends, as well as the staff found this wonderful. Severus seemed to have loosened up even more in his classes without losing his students respect. Soon it was one week before the final battle.
“Excellent! You three are now ready.” Albus praised as Harry, Hermione and Neville had successfully blown up the target once more.
They had made so much progress that they now practiced in the Room of Requirement when it came to blowing up their practice dummy of Voldemort. They were also no longer exhausted from using their powers to do so. Severus and Minerva sat in the room away from the action.
“Albus is right. You three have made such progress. It usually takes years for those who posses Wiccan abilities to control and master them.” Minerva said proudly.
“You three will be the saviors of our world.” Severus said with a smile.
“Voldemort won’t be expecting it. After all, the prophecy said nothing about me having to face him alone. He won’t think the three of us will be a threat.” Harry added.
“Um, Headmaster, is it unusual for us to not be afraid?” Neville asked.
“For anyone else I would say yes. But for you three, no. After all, you three are the descendents of the founders. They were all brave in their own ways. Even Salazar at one time.” Albus answered.
They stayed for a while longer practicing individually. Hermione had the powers of telekinesis and astral projection. Neville could freeze or blow things up. And Harry could levitate and shoot fire from his hands. He was a rare one called a Firestarter. One of the rarest Wiccan powers.
Once practice was finished the three teens headed off to study for their exams the next week. Severus, Albus and Minerva retreated to Minerva’s quarters for tea.
“How are things with you and Rosemarta?” Minerva asked.
“They are going wonderfully. I think I’m falling in love again.” Severus answered as he sipped his tea.
“This is wonderful news my boy. I know Jocelyn is happy that you’ve found someone. Just as you would be if the roles were reversed.” Albus said.
“Yes. I told Rosemarta I wanted her away from here. I told her everything. About the battle, who Hermione used to be, and about her, Neville and Harry. She has gone to the cottage in Ireland. I want her safe. I told her if things were safe when the fight was over I would owl her. If she did not receive word from myself, Hermione or one of you two, to just stay there.” Severus explained.
“Did she put up a fight?” Minerva asked.
“Did she ever. It was worse than fighting with Jocelyn when I told her we had to keep our marriage a secret. Rosemarta has quite the temper.” Severus sighed.
“Yes I believe she would.” Albus chuckled.
The next week began as usual. Except for the Aurors and Order members scattered throughout the castle and grounds. Draco, Ginny, Harry, Hermione, Neville and Harry focused on their exams. Trying to not think about what would happen on the 31st.
The day the exams finished dawned warm and bright. No one would have guessed that in a few hours Hogwarts would be turned into a battle zone. Once exams were finished, all students that weren’t in the D.A were sent home. The D.A., Order, Aurors and the light’s allies gathered in the Great Hall.
“The time has come. Everyone here knows what to do. All I have to say is have faith in yourselves, watch each other’s backs and fight your hardest. This will be over soon and we shall be free.” Albus said.
Everyone began clapping and cheering. Hermione and Draco made their way to Severus. In the hours before the battle Albus wanted everyone to mentally prepare for the fight. Severus, Hermione and Draco made their way to Draco’s quarters. They sat in silence, just drawing on the love they each had for one another. Three hours later, an alarm rang through the castle. It was time.
“Remember! Destroy everything! Leave nothing or anyone alive!” Voldemort ordered to his Death Eaters.
“Hello Tom.” Albus said as he led the Order, Aurors, D.A. and their allies.
“Dumbledore. You will lose you old fool.” Tom said.
“Your confidence is humoring Tom. Even to the last.” Albus said with a smile.
“Enough! Attack!” Voldemort screamed.
And so it began. The worst war in Wizarding history. Hermione, Harry and Neville stood their ground and using their powers began cutting a path through the Death Eaters. Severus, Remus, Minerva and Albus behind them guarding their backs. After five and a half hours of fighting, the trio had finally reached their goal.
“VOLDEMORT! STAND AND FIGHT YOU COWARD!” Harry screamed.
“Well. Potter. Who are they, your fan club. You three are no match for me.” Voldemort said.
“You’re wrong you slimy bastard! You die this day!” Neville yelled.
“Ha! Ha! Ha! You are quite amusing Longbottom.” Voldemort laughed.
“This is your last chance! Surrender and we just might be merciful! But that’s a long shot!” Hermione cried over the sounds of battle all around them.
“So, Snape’s daughter has chosen the path of death. Pity. Do say hello to your mother for me.” Voldemort said with an evil smile.
Voldemort drew his wand and pointed it at them. Harry, Hermione and Neville had already began to concentrate. This time they would hold nothing back. They drew on all of their emotions. Love, hate, sadness, fear, anger, joy, grief. All of it. Voldemort was soon blinded by the light the three were giving off. The red, gold and silver auras blended together.
Suddenly the three teens raised their hands. Beams of red, silver and gold shot from their hands, twisted around each other and hit their mark. Everything froze as Voldemort let out an ear piercing scream. Three minutes later an earth shattering explosion rocked the earth. When the dust settled and all the Death Eaters and their enemies were either killed or arrested, Severus found Hermione, Neville and Harry on the ground unconscious.
“How is she?” Hermione heard a woman’s voice ask.
“She’s fine. She should be waking any time now.” she heard her father answer.
“I’m already awake.” Hermione groaned as she slowly opened her eyes.
“Welcome back my dear.” Severus said with a smile.
“Hi. Rosemarta! You’re back!” Hermione exclaimed as she saw Rosemarta sitting beside her father.
“Yes. Once Severus was sure you were all right, he owled me and I apparated here immediately.” Rosemarta said as she leaned over and hugged Hermione.
“How are the others?” Hermione asked as she sat up.
“They are fine. Luckily our side suffered no loses, only some wounded. The worst was Mad-Eye Moody, but he should be fine in a few weeks. Draco will be glad to see you’re awake.” Severus answered.
“Where is he?” Hermione questioned.
“He’s getting some sleep. The poor boy has hardly left your side.” Rosemarta answered.
A week later Hermione and Draco were back at Snape Manor. There was to be a huge celebration and Hermione, Neville and Harry were receiving Order of Merlin 1st class medals.
“You ready?” Draco asked as he poked his head into Hermione’s bedroom.
“Yep.” Hermione answered as she faced him.
“Wow! You look stunning!” Draco exclaimed as he took in her radiant beauty.
Hermione wore the dress robes her father had given her on her birthday the year before, her hair was fixed so that half cascaded down her back and the other half was curled and piled on her head. She wore the jewelry that Molly had given to her. She looked like an angle.
“Let’s go. We don’t want to keep dad and Rosemarta waiting.” Hermione said.
The couple headed downstairs to meet up with Severus and Rosemarta, who had just recently moved into Snape Manor. The four headed for Hogwarts where the celebration was taking place.
The celebration was beyond anything the Wizarding world had ever seen. Awards were given out first, followed by a magnificent feast and finally a huge ball. The music played and the wine flowed. Everyone was the happiest they had been in nearly sixty years.
T.B.C