Death

Life is journey. Severus Snape looked into the eyes of Harry Potter. Those emerald green eyes. They were warm and nonjudgmental. So, different than the fiery life of Lily. The boy was too gentle to cruel world. He really got a raw deal.

I suppose, this is justice he thought. He brought the death of her family and held her corpse. His only true friend for a short time. It was only fair that her embattled son would see his. Nagini poison slowly crept to his veins. He watched Harry Potter go to view his memories soon to realize he had to face his own morality. It was bitter pill. He hated Albus, prophecies, and the world for it. Protecting Harry Potter was closest thing to child he had besides Draco.

A great power knocked at the broken door of the shrieking shack.

"Who is it," Severus could not help but ask. But was afraid as he felt strength leave his bones.

A man African man in black robe laced in gold appeared. He screamed danger and power with every silent step he took. He had tattoo of horse on his forehead.

"It is I, death also known as Anubis. You prayed to me as a boy, to take your father but now it is your time. Severus Snape it is time," said Anubis.

He was above his body standing by it.

Severus sighed looked at his body one last time, watching Hermione Granger one was smartest witches of all time shed a tear for him. It was nice. She had a good soul. After his last look, Severus took the hand of Anubis. They walked through the battle. He saw all the fallen wizards and witches. The air was filled with Anubis sent. They climbed the stairs to what he thought was Hogwarts far east tower. But the stairs kept going until he could no longer see what was behind him. The air changed, it was world was made of different galaxies. They arrived at the top of stairs to a desert. There Severus saw the scale.

Severus knew he was screwed. Anubis was not kind but at least polite. He looked at the golden scale. But he put Severus mind at peace serving him a fine black tea.

Severus was afraid. Anubis gestured for him to drink. So, drink he did. The tea was perfect. He looked around the great desert filled with sand and endless view.

"Relax, it cannot go worse than Petunia Dursley. For, she too had redemption," chuckled Anubis.

Severus sneered at the mention of child abusing Tuney. It was then he was still thinking Anubis pulled out the feather and placed it on the scale. Then he reached in Severus chest pulling out his heart. He places it on the scale. The scale was tipping. But Severus surprised Anubis. He did not plead.

"I know I was cold man. I know that I am condemned," sighed Severus.

He did not hang his head but faced the consequences without showing fear.

Isis looked at the judgement of Severus Snape and felt sadness. As the goddess of Goddess of magic, marriage, healing, and protection he was her child. He lived an unloved life as strong wizard. She wandering to judgment hall, Ptah was there. Ptah was everything and anything. He was great god of creation. A stunning god made of all the planets, universes, moons, and stars.

She pleaded with him, "Let him live again."

He nodded," there will be conditions. What he mocked the Potter boy for, now he shall live."

The command was final. Severus Snape would live as boy of destiny and start out abused for Ptah declared it so. Isis was pleased for life in the end worked out for Harry Potter. She knew just the universe, he would go to. He could join Petunia.

The scales stopped. It froze like time itself.

Anubis was surprised but then heard Ptah.

"Ptah the god of all creation has chosen to judge you. In the end, you did well. But your hate and beginning lost your soul. While the family you touched was no angel nor blessed...Harry Potter was favorite of the Fates. They call him Fate's child here. I, personally find him annoying. Blasted ancestors...damn Peverell brothers. You shall, live again growing up for the things you mocked him for."

"What," Severus spluttered.

"A new beginning awaits you, chose a door, "Anubis gestured and seven doors appeared.

Severus was amazed but cautious as seven doors of stone rose from the sand.

"Pick a universe."

Never given a true choice Severus was at a loss.

"I do not know...what would you recommend," he asked Anubis with deep look on his face.

"Well, the goddess of magic pleaded your case. Thank her, sweet Isis. But I understand your magic sings. A new universe for you," Anubis said.

He then took Severus hand and shoved him in the door. It was sunny place that had nice blue sky. Severus screamed but...gave Anubis the finger. Anubis laughed, "I like that kid. Maybe, I will aid him in this new life."

Ptah was entertained. Isis was pleased. She liked that universe he went to. It is also where they sent the redeemed former muggle magic hate Petunia Dursley. Born of magical line...the three sat back and watched it unfold. Hadtar the goddess of love decided to make those two soulmates. Maybe they will be less bitter she suggested.

While Severus worked hard, and redeemed himself for a woman that love another...it was raw deal. She married the bully and got a famous son. This way her sister could be saved along with her best friend.

Prologue

Ancient Greece 8th century BC

Pythia a witch high priestess of the Temple of Apollo, at Delphi dreamed of her descendent. The blood of being oracle would be strong in this one. She was not Greek, dark haired, mauve eye beauty. She spoke with tongue of all languages hidden and known. She would be a star to magical people and the universe. She was growing flower...with a strong eye and the gods watched her. She would be born without a veil and become an ascendant. Pythia would create a stone for her descendants to help the poor girl.

There the stone of Pythia found in valley of Vablatsky. A place where after her service to the gods was done, she married a man that became the Vablatsky bloodline. The past blood helped create the child. Pythia knew she would have a hard life but left notes for her. One day, her young descendent would read them and it would guide her in troubled times.

"My priest I shall give you a stone to protect for one of my descendent. Original blood of mine that shall be welcomed in your blood line," predicted Pythia.

"I shall guard it reverently and my descendants through the ages," he bowed.

A vessel of the great Pythia watched on. He was priest of her great visions.

"Praise be to Apollo," he mumbled forever watching.

He watched through the great wars and as mundane forgot the gods. He protected the stone. Unknowing if Naves protected the other stone as asked. Pythia passed on, and he still guarded the prophecy letting other know of the child of destiny. He created a guard for the child of Pythia that would protect her descendants at all cost. Whether they be known magical or not.