He was not watching this happen. Dumbledore had just placed Harry in a full body bind curse, and now they were watching Snape walk up to the entourage of Death Eaters.

"Severus….please." Dumbledore pleaded

Harry was yelling every curse know to man. He had to break out of this curse. He would not allow Snape to kill Dumbledore.

"The boy does not seem able to do it." A death eater whispered to Snape.

"Quiet." Snape snapped as he raised his wand.

He was about to use the Unforgivable that would take the greatest wizard from the world, and Harry would not sit and watch. Harry suddenly fell backwards, he had managed to break out of the curse. He didn't have time to figure out how he did it though. Harry got up off the ground, still under the invisibility cloak, and took off running toward Dumbledore and the death eaters.

Harry could hear Snape begin to say, "Avada." and that only made Harry run faster. Harry slowed down, because he was now standing in front of Dumbledore, still under the invisibility cloak. It didn't register in Harry what he was doing.

"Kedavra." Snape finished.

Everything had gone from Harry as he was blasted into the air and landed with a loud thud, the cloak coming off his lifeless body.

"What the hell happened?" Bellatrix questioned when the spell did not effect its intended target.

It puzzled Snape as well, but soon he found his answer. There was a loud thud of a body hitting the ground a few feet behind Dumbledore. The fear in Dumbledore's eyes told Snape that what just happened was not good. Dumbledore turned around.

"Harry." He cried weakly, tears coming to his eyes at the sight of the boy's broken body.

"Shit." Snape growled under his breath.

Dumbledore turned to face Snape, he was about to say something, but he didn't have a chance.

"Avada Kedavra." Snape shouted. The spell caught Albus Dumbledore in the chest, sending him flying out of sight. Once Dumbledore was no longer in sight, Snape ran toward Harry's body.

"Snape, He was the Dark Lord's…" Bellatrix began.

"I know how to fix it. Continue on with the plan." Snape barked, cutting her off.

Bellatrix was taken aback, but she followed Snape's orders, seizing Draco violently by the wrists, and they ran toward the boundaries of the school.

"Damn it Potter. You just had to do the Gryffindor thing. You can be so stupid Potter." Snape swore under his breath.

"Professor Snape." A voice squeaked. Snape turned around as he pulled the Invisibility cloak off the rest of Harry's body. A little house elf was standing behind him. "Dobby has come to help sir."

"But I…" Snape growled, but then stopped. He knew how to bring Harry back, but he would have to give up so much. "Dobby, I need your help. Harry was hit with a killing curse and I know how to bring him back. I need you to go down to my classroom and find a bottle of memory elixer, then come back. Do not talk to anyone."

With a crack, Dobby disappeared

"I'm so sorry, Harry." Snape muttered as he conjured a vial, scroll and quill from the air.

Snape placed the tip of his wand on his temple and pulled out three memory strands. He placed them in a vial, put a stopper in it, and laid the vial in the grass. Snape proceeded to pick up the scroll and quill and wrote something down, waiting for Dobby to come back. There was a loud crack that caused Snape to look up.

"Dobby has brought you the memory elixer."

"Thank you Dobby." Snape folded up the scroll and wrote Potter on the front. "Now I want you to listen to me. Potter's magical core has been destroyed, and I want you to give him mine."

"But…."Dobby began to protest.

"Don't say no. You can perform this magic and only you can do it. I understand what this means and I know that it has to be like this. Now once this magic is performed, I need you to do something. Are you listening to me?"

"Yes."

"You must follow every instruction to the letter. Can you do that?"

"Yes sir."

"Alright. Once the magic is performed, I need you to give Potter three drops of the memory elixer. It has to be precisely three drops. Then you will placed Harry's wand in his hand, moved me over there…" Snape pointed to an area about fifteen feet from Harry. "and you will place my wand next to me. Then you must wait until someone comes and finds us. Harry will be unconscious, and everyone will think that we fought. You must wait three days after he wakes up to give him this…" Snape held up the piece of parchment and the vial. "He must not know that you gave this to him. It is to be left by his bed in Gryffindor tower. He must not know what happened until he reads this. I am forbidding you from telling him what happened. Do you understand?"

"Yes Dobby understands. Are you sure that you want to do this sir?"

"I'm sure. I have done all I could do."

Snape looked down as pain spread through his arm. He was being summoned by Voldemort. Bellatrix, no doubt, had told him what happened, and now he wanted to hear what Snape had to say.

"Do it now Dobby." Snape growled as he placed his hand on Harry's chest, right over his heart.

Dobby did not argue. He placed a hand on Snape's shoulder, and began to speak in a dead language. At first, Snape felt nothing, but after a few seconds it felt like someone had his him with a curse. Snape gasped for breath as the pain grew. Now it felt like someone was choking him, and his breathing became labored. Snape looked up at Dobby, but the did not make eye contact. Dobby concentrated on Harry, not wanting to get distracted. Snape was not on his hands and knees. Snape couldn't breathe, and it felt like he was begin tortured to death. The pain was worse than death. His insides were on fire and the pain was to much to handle. Snape had been trying to fight it, but he no longer could.

"I'm sorry Harry." Snape whispered. That was the last thing he did.

Snape collapsed to the ground, his hand still laying on Harry's chest. Dobby spoke for a few more seconds in the strange language before stopping. Dobby picked up the bottle of memory elixer, and placed three drops into Harry's mouth. He placed the bottle down, then rolled Snape away from Harry, and laid his wand besides him. Dobby placed Harry's wand in his hand, then picked up the vial and parchment. Dobby stared at the scene. He could not believe that Snape, who hated Harry and was hated by Harry, just gave his life up. Professor Severus Snape had died so that Harry could live.

A flash of green light caused Harry's eyes to fly open as he sat bolt up right.

"Harry." Hermione yelped as he sat up. She wrapped her arms around him tightly.

Harry was lying in a bed in the hospital wing, and he had no idea what happened.

"Harry, we were so worried."

"What happened?" Harry questioned as he put his glasses on.

There was a pain in Harry's chest that could only be explained as a spell that hit him square in the chest.

"We don't really know what happened. We were patrolling the corridors like you asked, and all of the sudden it was dark. Draco came storming out of the room of requirement, but we couldn't stop him. Lupin said that Draco was leading a group of death eaters through the school."

"Who died Hermione?" Harry questioned, remembering the dark mark that they saw over the tower.

"A death eater died and…"Hermione's voice dropped to a whisper. "Snape and Dumbledore also died."

Harry sat in silence for a long time in shock. He could not believe that they were dead. They were people that Harry thought would be around forever.

"How did they die?" Harry mumbled after a few minutes of silence.

"Well, it's not really clear how it happened. What people have told us is that they think Snape killed Dumbledore." Hermione began.

"Does that make sense? I mean Dumbledore trusted him."

"It does make sense Mate." Ron answered. "Snape went and joined the death eaters as they ran around the school."

It made a lot of sense to Harry. He always thought that Snape was a death eater, and he didn't see why Dumbledore trusted him.

"What happened after that?" Harry questioned

"Some people think that you were there when Snape killed Dumbledore. You were angry at Snape, and you guys fought." Hermione began to choke up. "You killed Snape, Harry."

Harry felt like he was ready to kill someone. He was angry at himself. He had killed Snape and he couldn't remember it. He couldn't of killed Snape. Even though they hated each other, Harry never thought about killing Snape.

"I didn't kill him. No…..No I couldn't of killed him."

"That's what it looked like." Ron mused.

"I couldn't of killed him." Harry repeated, tears started coming to his eyes.

"Why do you think that?" Hermione asked

"Because I don't remember it. I would remember killing someone!" Harry shouted.

"What do you mean that you don't remember?"

"I don't remember killing Snape or watching Dumbledore die. The last thing that I remember is seeing the mark. I really don't remember." Harry began to cry.

Hermione tried to comfort Harry, but she couldn't figure out what to say. She placed a hand on Harry's arm, and that was all she could think of doing.

"I couldn't of killed him." Harry mumbled.

Thinking that Snape was dead didn't make Harry as sad as Dumbledore's death, but if Harry had killed Snape….The idea was unbearable.

"Who told you that I killed him?" Harry asked as he wiped tears from his face.

"Lupin found you and Snape, but no one saw the fight take place. It's okay if you don't remember, maybe it will take you a while."

Hermione had good intention, but her words didn't comfort Harry. He had a feeling that he would never remember what happened that night.