My Life For You

CH 6 a Blanket of Confusion


“You idiot boy, he will kill you” Severus whispered franticly, if he only had more time he could wake the boy.

“Severus my most loyal servant”,

He was out of time, the potions master bowed out of habit, his body moving without his notice. His mind was franticly trying to clear his thoughts from his masters prying eye.

“My lord”, his voice was cold and empty; Severus just prayed Potter knew what he was doing.


Voldemort walked forward his eyes gleaming with malice. Wormtail and Bellatrix trailed behind him, looking just as blood thirsty. “Retrieve the cup, Wormtail” Voldemont spoke, his full focus on Harry. As Wormtail did as he was told, the dark lord swooped down on Harry’s unconscious form, turning the boys face to him. “You foolish child, it was a fake. The original has been safely kept in the coils of my dear Nagini” he hissed in Harry’s ear.

Wormtail came back proudly holding the supposed fake in his silver hand, without being told he handed it to his master, none the wiser that the curse on the simple gold cup, was slowly poising the serpent like wizard.

Severus looked up at the gloating wizard, a smirk on his face, “a fake my lord, you knew the idiot would come after me, and the cup. Truly genius” Severus praised * and Potter saw right through it*.

Voldemort handed the cup to Bellatrix, unknowingly killing his last competent death eater. “Rise Severus and stand beside me”, the Potions master did as instructed. “Bella my dear take Mr. Potter back to Hogwarts; do not let anyone touch him.”

Before Severus could even breath Bellatrix grabbed Harry roughly and apparated away. Strangely Severus had the feeling that this was exactly what the boy wanted. With that in mind, Severus clearly relaxed. “You severed me well Severus, how did it feel seeing Harry Potter again, I know seeing him in such a way makes me feel excellent”,

“Yes” he agreed.

“My lord, we should return to Hogwarts before Fenrir Grayback decides to have fun with Potter”, Wormtail said quietly, afraid to interrupted his master.

Voldemont chuckled darkly, “his taste for young boys is only matched for his taste for blood”, he put his cold pale hand on Severus shoulder, turning him to the cave entrance, “there is much you have missed Severus, and once Potter is taken care of, their will be time to fill you in. but as of now your presence is welcomed in the great hall”, Voldemont spoke as much as hissed, it made Severus’ stomach flop.

Severus only managed a quick look around the out side of the cave that had held him captive for the previous weeks before he was apparated away. Only seconds later, Severus stood in front of the all too familiar gates of Hogwarts castle, it was small satisfaction that the anti apparition wards where still up. Voldemont swept up the walk in much the fashion he always did, robes trailing behind, like the material was water.

When Severus looked at the castle he was comforted to see that it stood just as it had before it had been taken over, the only difference was the tent camp on the grounds, all sort of creatures and wizards came out to applaud Severus, * apparently I am once again in their favor *, he was disgusted with himself.

Severus continued to the great Hall in a kind of dream state, he knew the time had finally come, this was the final battle. Yet, even knowing this he still felt like a wet blanket had been thrown over him. He was relieved to see that Potter was alive, his deep breathing the only proof. When he looked around he couldn’t help but smirk at the witch or wizard passing around the supposed fake Helga Hufflepuff's cup. Severus could only imagine the slow painful death each would be soon experiencing.

“Ennervate” Voldemort said his wand pointed at Harry. The boy jerked awake, his eyes filled with panic and fear. There was hoards of laughter from the gathered crowed of dark creatures. Severus wanted to believe that the fear and panic was a rouse, that Harry Potter would really give him a show.

Severus looked down; he still had his wand in his hand. He could easily use it, he could help Potter, and he could take out at least a group of death eaters, before he was killed. But he couldn’t, he couldn’t even lift his hand * what’s happened to me?*. Severus focused back on his only hope, the 17 year old child of James Potter. The boy no longer looked afraid.


@@@@@@@@@ Harry’s POV@@@@@@


Harry looked around slowly, he didn’t want to be noticed looking for Snape, he could feel him in the crowd looking at him. When he saw him to his left he was relieved to see the man looked exhausted. * Just close your eyes Snape, I wouldn’t want to kill you on accident*. Harry grinned to him self, there was going to be so much blood, and he honestly couldn’t wait.

“What’s so humorous Harry?” Voldemort spoke before him.

Harry stood up, brushing off his knees as he did so, “oh I don’t think you would find it funny at all”, he said his voice full of courage. From the corner of his eye he saw Snape collapse. “Holy chocolate Merlin, you’re so boring, not even your filthy Death eaters can stay awake” Harry laughed.

Voldemont grip tightened on his wand, “remove him” he screamed, “laugh all you want Potter, soon you will be begging for your life”. The dark lord hissed low and dangerous.

Harry yawned, then sobered as he meet Voldemort death glare with out flinching. Voldemort sneered, he snatched Hufflepuff’s cup back from Bellatrix, and tossed it at Harry. Harry let it slide to his feet, not moving away from the death the cup held.

“Your need to be the hero has damned you, Potter. I played a trick on you, I set a trap and you couldn’tt resist. Done in by a fake”, Voldemont laughed insanely.

Harry started to sweat, and shake, * damn I’m a good actor* “the cup is a fake” he whispered tragically. His small voice was met with screams of demented laughter. The laugher lasted only as long as it took from Bellatrix Lestrange to fall down screaming, first her fingers started to wither, then her arm. Every one stopped laughing in time to see her left arm, melt away. Now it was Harry who laughed.

“Oh the cup was a fake, I counted on that. I saw your game from ten miles away, but there was just one thing you never thought about. I out smarted you, you picked up the real cup, you passed it around your numbers. Even you are slowly being poisoned” Harry explained, his voice cold and murderous. He ran up on the cup and smashed it under his foot, from across the room; a spray of blood flew out of Voldemont mouth. “Only if it was enough to kill you”.

@@@@@@Severus POV @@@@@@@@

After he collapsed, he could feel himself being dragged off, he recognized the back entry room to the great hall, as he was thrown down the steps. He knew he had to get up, he had to go protect Potter, but the more he attempted to do so, the heavier his limbs became, the more muddled his thoughts.

He didn’t know how long had passed, until the insane laughter of his Master reached his ears. Nearly a minute after, he heard a feminine scream, * sounds like Lestrange finally got what was coming to her*.

This time when laughter reached his ears again, he did not recognize the voice, but he knew it was Harry Potter. Severus fought to keep his eyes open, part of him realized some how that Potter had drugged him. * Maybe he is saving me for last*.

Screaming came and went; he could hear the battle overhead. Feel the magic in the air; he only thought it odd when the ground underneath him stared to vibrate. Not gently at first, but all at once a tremor of vibration ran through the floor, not seen by him, but the walls, the ceiling, the stairs, every inch of the castle vibrated so strongly, parts of the high towers collapsed.

Not moments after this odd vibrated did the sound of battle really kick up, he could have sworn he heard the familiar pop of apparition, * was that vibration the wards falling?*, he asked himself. Above him the battle between light and dark raged. It felt like hours before Severus felt the haze around him lift, this time when he willed his body to move it did.

The ex death eater raced up the stairs, he would not allow, the foolish boy to fight alone. Severus burst through the back entrance in a rush of adrenalin, expecting to have to avoid curses, and unforgivables. What he faced was blood and death, and Harry Potter right in the middle of the great hall, his body, torn, and ripped, blood gushing forward.

Severus blindly ran to him, he didn’t think why they were the only ones still in the large room, or why the doors where being beaten on, the voices of his former colleagues, and order members voiced where shouted for the doors to open. Only Harry mattered.

When Severus knelt down next to Harry, he was greatful to see that the boy did not look to be in much pain. “It’s over” Harry spoke softly, as weak as he was, his voice did not break.

Severus didn’t need it explained to him, but he didn’t exactly know what to say to a dying boy either. “You did well”.

The blood pooling at Harry’s throat split over his neck like tears, “in my pocket, is a lighter, it’s a port key, use it. You have to trust Arthur and Molly; they will hide you until you figure out what to do”. This time his voice did break, Severus reached into the pocket gently; his hand was covered in blood when he pulled the lighter out.

Behind the Hall doors the shouting got louder, “Why are you doing this for me Potter?”, he couldn’t help but ask.

Harry smiled softly, bloody tears slid down his cheeks. “It’s a second chance……….. Soon the castle will be back under its own control, the others won’t understand, they will kill you, you must leave now”. He coughed violently, his whole body jerking as he did so. His eyes started to close, his breathing so shallow his body didn’t even move.


Severus didn’t know what to do, what to say he moved away from the dying savior, sorry that he could not help him. His attention was brought to the doors when they were thrown open. Severus stood the lighter in his hand.

Remus was first to notice his once fellow order member, he had his wand on him in a second, blood rushing behind his eyes, “ you’re dead Snape” he screamed. The others all clamored around Harry, his body disappeared in the crowed.

Severus sneered at Lupin, with a flick of his wrist the lighter fired, and he was gone.


THREE MONTHS LATER

Three months had passed and Severus still did not know what had happened, between the dark lord, and Harry Potter. He did not know what the vibration he had felt was, or if Potter would ever wake from his coma. What he did know was that Cedric Diggory was alive, and if that was not unbelievable enough, Sirius Black came back from behind the veil.

As Severus paced his small room in the Weasley home, he tried to fill in the spaces. He was certain everything was connected, that somehow Potter was the reason for all of it. How Potter had managed to bring not one, but two people back from the dead, was beyond his capability to reason.

Now he could only wait for Hermione and Molly to get back from visiting Harry at Saint Mungos.


“Severus we’re back” Hermione called past the door.

“Come in, come in” he answered impatiently.

Once all three where sitting, they started their conversation, “well did you see Black? The Prophet said he was released today, if he was any kind of god father he would be right at Potter’s side”. Severus asked seriously. Over the past months Severus had come to cherish Hermione and Molly, they were his eyes on the out side of the Burrow.


“Sirius was there Severus, and except for looking a little worst for wear, he was completely normal.” Molly spoke gently.

“We where only really able to speak with him for a moment, Harry had another episode…..it was horrible” Hermione trailed off.

Severus patted Hermione’s knee, “he will be alright Hermione, he is very strong, he will wake up”, at least he hoped he did.

Molly stood up from her chair, “well dears I’m going to start lunch”, once the door was shut Hermione’s perviously cheery face turned into a frown. “Severus I think the ministry is going to question you again, I overheard a few of the governors speaking, they just don’t trust those anonymous memories. Perhaps if the headmaster had signed his name, but they think there is just too much room for forgery”. She sounded defeated.

Severus thought about that, he himself had been unable to view said memories. But he knew they must have proved somehow that he had been acting on the Headmasters behalf when he used the killing curse on him. What he did not understand is if the headmaster had made such a precaution for him, then why not send a letter as well? Some tidbit to put the governors at ease.

The Potions Master breathed in deeply, “there is nothing to be done about that, now what else is troubling you?”

Hermione smiled sadly, “I think I should tell you what Harry said, what he told us to make us believe you were really on the side of the light”.

Severus sat back, he had wanted to know why Harry Potter had thought he deserved a second chance, but whenever the question was brought up it would be immediately changed. He made it clear he was ready to listen.

Hermione stood up and then sat back down, “the day before the last battle, Harry came here, we hadn’t seen him in almost a month, and he looked horrible. He sat all of us down, and I mean all of us, Ron, Molly, Arthur, the twins, Ginny, Bill, Charlie, and me of course and he asked us to do him a favor.” She took a breath.

“Naturally we agreed to do whatever he asked, he well simply asked us, that if you were to come here, that we would make sure you were safe. Right away all the men where in his face, checking for curses and such. But Harry just ordered them to sit. He told us that you were a victim in this whole thing, that it had been set up for you to take the fall”. Hermione meet Severus’ eyes, she looked guilty and embarrassed.


“I didn’t really believe him; I thought he had gone crazy…. When I asked him to prove it, he looked at Ron and I, then at Molly and he told her about how in our third year, when Remus started to transform, how without a second thought, you put yourself between us and Remus. After that he didn’t really have to say anything more. And God he was so tired, he must have known that the next day he was going to face Vol…Voldemort.”

Severus let everything sink in, but with everything Hermione had told him, he still didn’t understand. Hermione must have relized this so she continued.

“After Harry went to bed, Molly came back with this look on her face, she sat us down and told us that only a person who was decent, would put his life in front of three people he didn’t care for. You couldn’t stand the three of us, yet when you saw us in danger you didn’t even think, you just protected us Severus. If you were really with Voldemont, it would have been a perfect opportunity to get rid of us.” Hermione let out a breath, and grinned at Severus her eyes gleaming.

“And Potter relized all this”, he asked almost not believing it.


“yep, later that night, when Harry woke up, he pulled me aside, and said that after everything had settled down, and he was back at the Dursley's something just didn’t sit right with him, he hated you so much, but as much as he did he still had to be certain”, as Hermione spoke her eyes became far away, showing she was thinking about something.

“You have some theory about Potter?” Severus asked curiously.


The young witch shook her head, “its nothing like that, I just can’t help but think Harry wouldn’t want it this way. Being kept alive in such a state…….he died you know, his heart stopped for about three minutes. It’s the only time I have really seen him at peace. And now it’s like a war is raging inside of him. I just don’t understand what happened?” she admitted.

Severus stood and went to the door, opening it for his friend. “That Hermione makes two of us, now if you will excuse me; I believe its time for me to go see Potter”.



A/N this one is a large bit smaller, but I had difficultly writing this one. For all of you who are all, “but what happened during the last Battle, how is Snape not in prison. Bla blab la” do not worry I wrote this chapter in such a way for a reason. Every thing will be revealed slowly.


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