Life Begins Anew

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A/N: We find out what happened to Sara after she left the infirmary of Hogwarts.

Chapter 87 The Final Moments Of Sara Snape

Sara dug herself up from the remains her headquarters and slowly dragged herself over the rubble toward the single column that was standing in place. After what seemed an eternity, she felt her back resting upon the cold column and looked to tending her body.

Merlin, how she survived that she would never know. She felt a pang of hope as she examined and felt along her body. Maybe she would live. She felt the broken bones and looked down to her abdomen and saw intestines spilling out and recognized the life threatening wound. She placed her hands upon her intestines and willed forth silent healing magic. Nothing happened. Fuck! It seemed the Fates were fickle and she would die by the death that she hated the most.

Sara pulled off her mask and flung it away, glad to be free of it. Covering her wound with her hands she fell into a deep sleep.

She came too after an undetermined time and moaned out in pain. The rain had roused her, awakening a fierce thirst for water. She panted out, gathering the raindrops in her opened mouth as she lost consciousness again.

Sara woke again, lightly panting out as she felt the wind stir her hair. She felt her wound. The rain had allowed her wound to moisten. She cursed as this would prolong her death. In the silence she heard a scrabbling sound and gasped out in pain as a body fell upon her.

Jacobs pulled himself away and looked to the body that he had fallen against.

"Sara!" The old assassin exclaimed.

"Jacobs!" She exclaimed with joy in her voice. "You survived!" Sara hugged the wizard the best she could despite her injuries, forgiving him of the fact that he tried to kill her. "I am glad that you came through unscathed."

Jacobs looked to Sara and saw her injuries. "No Sara, I am mortally wounded as my injuries are internal. I have no magic left in me to heal myself. I remember casting the killing curse to you as released some kind of vow directed to DEATH. What of it daughter?"

She sighed. "I completed my Quest but I brought the soul of Voldemort with me. I killed our members and was face to face with you in the Grand Hall. He took me over momentarily and called upon the majiks of our Guild. Just as DEATH and I released our bonds. In a fit of anger the last bit of Voldemort brought everything down before your spell hit me. Voldemort is gone now, to whatever hell that he deserves."

He nodded. "Sara, I never meant to hurt you. The Guild's influence is powerful." He looked to the young witch. "I should have heeded your warning when you left. After all these years as a Master Assassin how did you keep the Guild at bay?"

"I forgive you Jacobs. As to how it was easy. The Guild could not give me what I most desired." She moaned out as she fell unconscious.

Jacobs looked to the witch and removed his outer robes and covered her as the rain fell down again. He sighed. They had many discussions between assignments about the worst ways to die. He had argued that it was being burned to death and she quickly countered that it was not as you lost conscousness after a minute and countered the intestinal wounds were as you could last up to a week in steady pain and thirst. It seemed that the witch was destined to live out her worst death.

Sara came to and noticed that Jacobs was panting heavily as blood spilled forth from his mouth. She gathered him into her arms and wiped the blood away from his mouth with the robes that he had given her.

"Sara I am sorry that you will have my dead carcass beside you soon." He wheezed out.

"Oh Jacobs!" She wailed out. "I would have never made it without you. You accepted me when I was a little girl new to the Guild when others would not. I would have been driven insane if not for you." Watching the trembling wizard made her aware of her fate and mortality. She lowered her head in shame. "I'm afraid that I will not die well."

"You will Sara. Of that I have no doubt. It gives me peace that I won't die alone." He began to convulse as more blood spilled from his mouth.

Sara pulled him into an embrace holding Jacobs tightly as she felt his body tighten for a moment and stilled. Jacobs was dead and she was truly alone now.

She propped his body against the pillar and held his hand as a wealth of emotions coursed through her. Voldemort must have pulled out all of her darkness as he gathered the magic to take over the Guild. This was not good. It was like being a child and never having experienced any of the trials and tribulations that life taught you.

She sobbed out, a steady stream of tears mixing in with the rain that began to fall again. The first true tears she had shed in years.

She was truly alone.

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Jacobs looked to DEATH and walked over. They both watched the witch as she continued to cry. "How much longer does she have?"

DEATH studied the witch. "The strong ones last longer. No more than two days I should think." Turning to Jacobs and holding out an arm. "It is time Jacobs to begin your journey."

Jacobs grabbed hold of DEATH's arm and they faded away.

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Sara flitted in and out of consciousness, reflecting on her life when lucid. She was surprised that her thoughts were focused around her time at the school and not of the many centuries behind her.

She thought about defeating her Dark Arts master. The look on the portraits face when he realized who she was gave her a sense of satisfaction. At least he would not be influencing any more students and maybe there would be a respite of Dark wizards and witches.

DEATH and Hades arrived back and watched the witch. DEATH owed her that much that she would not die alone even if she could not sense DEATH's presence any longer. After all, her actions freed them both.

"My Lord DEATH, I think that you are sentimental." Hades called out.

"Impertinent bird. I think that you have spent too much time among the living."

Hades wisely chose not to reply as they continued their vigil.

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Sara came too and noticed that the clouds had cleared and the warmth of the sun was warming her chilled body as she felt the wind lightly stir through her hair. It felt like everything was perfect in her world.

This is it! She thought to herself as she felt as if she was tumbling inward. Memories rushed before her. The teaching of the students. Her love for Bootstray and the first time that she experienced passion and love with the wizard. She hoped that he would find a good witch and move on.

The light was flaring brighter and froze into place as her best memory locked into view of her brother handing her a toy kitten as he pulled her onto his knees and sang to her after her father beat her.

She felt her body slump slightly as a single tear slid down her face as Sara Snape knew no more.

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The translucent form of Sara Snape approached DEATH and Hades. "I thought that you took the form of a loved one." She asked sarcastically.

"Still impertinent in death as you were in life Sara Peverell Snape." DEATH drily replied.

"Lord DEATH, what of Bootstray and my brother? Did we succeed?"

DEATH held an arm out. "The affairs of the mortal world are no longer of your concern."

Sara nodded at his wisdom as she grabbed the offered arm and found her at the entrance to the Veil.

DEATH looked to her. "You might think I am a bastard for putting you through this Sara. But it was all you. Your moment in time has saved so many and you came through smashingly and released us both."

"Thank you Hades for being here as well. I'll miss you bird." She kissed his beak and looked to the Veil.

"We will both miss you Mistress." Hades sadly replied.

Sara walked into the Veil without a backward glance, as it should be.

DEATH looked toward the Veil for a moment. One more act to perform and he would be rid of outside interaction of the mortal world.

DEATH appeared at the gates with the broken and battered body of Sara Snape and gently placed her down beside the gate. DEATH owed the witch that much to bring her back to those that loved and cared for her.

Looking to the familiar. "You know what you have to do Hades."

"I do My Lord." Lifting himself off of DEATH's shoulder and flying towards the castle. No amount of wards would keep him from his destination.

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The Infirmary was quiet as the two wizards slept. The remaining patients had been discharged to their families as they were well enough to heal at home.

Hades appeared and perched onto the chair between the two sleeping wizards and began to squawk out.

Both woke up as one and looked to the bird. "Sara is waiting for you at the gates. Go now. The Aurors guarding you are asleep."

They both jumped up and made their way out of the castle to the gates. One thankful to have his love return and the other thankful for redemption.

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Albus felt DEATH had arrived on his grounds as the castle directed him to the gates. He rushed to the gates recognizing Hades as he faded away. Drawing closer, he saw that Bootstray was howling out in grief as he held the broken and battered body of Sara Snape in his arms as the dour potions master was on his knees fighting his emotions.

"Are you well Severus?" He asked as he placed a hand upon the grieving wizard's shoulder.

"No Headmaster I am not." He muttered out as he fought his emotions.

"Severus, take Bootstray and Sara to Madame Pomphrey. I'll be along shortly."

Albus watched as Severus whispered to Bootstray and led him to the castle as he carried Sara's body, racked sobs echoing across the grounds.

He spoke out. "Thank you for bringing her to those that loved her most Lord DEATH." Turning quickly and making his way to the castle.

DEATH watched as the Headmaster walked away. Sara was at the Veil now paying whatever penance that it demanded of her. DEATH would miss the witch. "Do not say a word Hades. She was bonded to me after all." DEATH admonished his familiar as they faded away.

AN Is that it? One more chapter and we find out.