Disclaimer : All characters belongs to J. K. Rowlings. All were kidnapped in the dawn, and are not used to make money. They will be returned when I'm done.

See, don't own so don't sue, unless you're interested in my teddy bears collection...

Besides this work will contain people out of character since I am definitely not JK Rowlings, and some strange sentences since I'm French. Not to forget it's an AU... Still here?

So, on with the show...

Fifteen years ago.

A full scale attack was taking place in a once beautiful manor. It was now scorched in more places than the eye could see, and it was partially destroyed.

Two people darkened by soot left the principal body of attackers to explore a staircase descending into blackness. One was a bespectacled young man, the other a pretty redhead woman, obviously pregnant.

They didn't met a soul has they progressed, using the lit tips of their wands to see their way.

Suddenly, the man bent down and picked up a wand which had been laying on the floor . Twirling it between his fingers, he frowned. What was a wizzard' s more priced possession, his life even, doing alone on the floor?

His reflections stopped when he heard his female companion's soft call. He joined her at a thick oak door, reinforced with ironwork.

"I can't open it, will you try?" she whispered to him.

He nodded. The door opened after his third try. A huddled figure could be seen looking at them from the corner it was tryin to hide into. Both of the invaders recognised him immediatly.

"Severus Snape!" the man was stunned. "Is that your wand?" he showed him the wand he had found in the corridor. Severus nodded and stood up. He was carefully walking towards them when he found himself suddenly hold at wand point by the redhead.

"What are you doing?" the male whispered urgently.

"Don't you see? He is one of them! He has to die!"

"Don't" he sighed "If he was one of them, he would not be locked in the deepest, darkest and dampest cell without his wand!"

"I don't care!"

Severus protectively hugged his midsection.

The man blinked widened eyes at that sight. "You... You're pregnant?"

Severus gulped audibly and shyly nodded. The bespectacled youth turned towards his companion and tried to wrestle her wand out of her hand.

"You can't do that! You can't kill his unborn child, it's an innocent soul!"

"Stop being in my way! Or I'll kill you too. I'll say he killed you and that I was too late in killing him to save you!"

"How can you say that..."

"Well, maybe because I never loved you, you're so pathetically weak! I only used you to acquire wealth and respect from the wizzarding world. Now that I have all that, you're useless to me. Now, step to the side and I might consider letting you live." She smirked.

"No..." the man whispered, too shocked to say more.

"Oh, yes. Now, to kill two birds with one stone.." she fakefully mused before smirking evilly.

Even if he was too late to stop her from uttering her hex, the man's quidditch honed reflexes enabled him to change the focus of her wand from a shivering Severus to the cell's ceiling. He was unfortunately too much unbalanced to prevent her to aim the next time straight at his chest. He was blown into the wall and slumped to the floor, leaving a trail of blood behind him.

She was then aiming at an horrified Severus when a sharp whistle sounded. She tskd and shrugged before running out of the damp little cell.

Taking his wand back, Severus kneeled near the fallen man and was relieved to notice that he was still breathing. He quickly cast all the healing charm he could think of, as well as some warming ones. The man stayed unconscient. He was trying to stop the blood coming from the man's head with a ripped strip of his shirt when a blonde head poked into his cell. The new arrivant gasped and kneeled next to him.

"We finally found you, thanks Merlin! Is this Potter? What happened?"

"He protected me when that redhead demon of his tried to blast me out of existence. He was blown into a wall and took a blow to the head."

"Did you do anything?"

"He found my wand in a corridor, I took it back and casted every healing charm I knew. And warming ones, too."

The blonde hugged him. "Let's get you back to your husband before he takes some drasting action. Did you knew he could whine? I'll take Potter."

Two shaddows, one carrying a third one slunk away from the manor, the light siders being none the wiser.