A/N: This is my seventh year story, AU in other words. I added things that my friend and I had orginally proposed as theories, that indeed did come true for DH, however I also frigged around a lot with J.K.'s version which I disliked.

If anyone wants to beta this let me know, I tried my hardest to go over it but you never know what may have slipped through.

I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING REALLY.

Harry Potter and the Flight of the Pegasus

Prologue: Dreaming

The Mahoney's were a quiet family with renowned strong magical powers even for the wizarding community. They lived out of the public's eye and beside a small seaside muggle community. In their family, there was a mother and father and two children, one was an elegant, young witch named Delilah. Currently Delilah was sitting on her couch in the sitting area watching a young man pace before her. Her lover, Severus Snape, seemed agitated as he walked swiftly before the woman he loved. Finally he stopped as she stood and spoke.

'Severus, are you alright? You seem horribly frightened. And you don't get frightened.' Delilah said softly. Severus bit his lip and stared into her deep blue eyes. She was wearing a dressing gown upon her pale skin and her white blonde hair was tied into a long braid. She smiled to calm him, but he only frowned and said desperately, 'I've done something really stupid.'

'I thought you wouldn't…you did join the Death Eaters didn't you!' she suddenly shrieked with the realization hitting home. He nodded taking the seat upon the couch and placing his head into his hands.

'Severus, how could you…they're violent and have killed people!' Delilah cried.

'That's not all. I…I was drinking in the pub down Hogsmeade way and overheard something…it was a prophecy heard between a seer and Dumbledore and I told…I told him.' Severus moaned into his palms.

'You told Voldemort!' she yelled. Severus flinched and when he looked up, she saw he had tears dripping down his long, hooked nose.

'It told of a murder…killing someone…I think it means to kill the Potters.' Severus whispered. She looked horrified and finally managed to choke out, 'Tell Dumbledore!'

'What?' Snape gasped.

'Swap sides and tell Albus Dumbledore what you heard…everything you then told your Dark Lord.' She spat. He now leaped onto his feet and growled, 'I am trying to survive, I can't just back out now!'

'Why not? Go to Albus, get him to help you, you have information he'd want!' she retorted, Severus replied, 'Because they'll kill us, us! As in myself, and you Delilah! I don't want you to die!'

'Either way Severus, you've sentenced me to death…so if you cannot be the man I love then I want you to leave…and never come back.' She said. Severus's mouth remained open and he gulped air like a fish. Finally he managed to whisper, 'You want me to leave you?'

'Yes…if you can't love me enough to stop before it's too late, then at least love me enough to walk out this door and never come back.' She said, with her face tear stricken. Severus allowed his own tears to flow freely as he bowed his head and left the room. The door slammed and Delilah collapsed to the floor crying into the night.

As she did Severus came upon the Fire Range, a dingy and filthy bar, with dark wizards for barflies. He stepped inside and instantly found his fellow Death Eaters waiting for him.

'How was the date?' Lucius Malfoy asked as Severus slipped into the seat beside him, only Lucius knew about Severus's relationship with Delilah, most did know however that Severus was with someone. Delilah's family was renowned for having close ties to Albus Dumbledore and to the muggle community.

'Not well at all, how are things here?' Severus asked ordering a firewhiskey. The other mumbled some form of consent as his drink came and they sipped for a while in silence.

'The Dark Lord has plans to attack some muggle villages near the shore way. It shall be interesting.' muttered another wizard; his black eyes glittered against the candlelight. His wife next to him laughed loudly, 'Why would the ocean be nice? All it is, is a breeding ground and smells funny!'

'How hilarious you are Bellatrix.' Severus said sarcastically, however his tone remained indifferent and witty, his voice still had the remnants of when he had been crying. Because of this Lucius eyed him closely.

'Did something happen badly?' he murmured in Severus's ear. Severus quietly answered, 'Very badly ended, Delilah and I broke up.'

'How horrible, I am sorry friend.' Lucius said as Bellatrix slammed her glass upon the table, 'Let us take one drink for the road!' she cried out. Her husband and his brother agreed.

'What is the plan of action?' Severus asked as they all stood, 'Attacking the seaside community, possible Order members are hiding there we figure. Would you be able to with the situation?' Lucius asked. Severus thought, would he be able to risk being so close to Delilah?

'I may have to turn this raid down, have some torture for me though.' He said loudly.

'Pussy.' Rabastan hissed while Bellatrix and Rudulphus laughed behind him. Severus rolled his eyes and left, leaving some galleons behind as he went. He apparated home and spent the entire night sleeping away his misery.

Three hours later Severus received word that there would a meeting, he put on his mask and cloak and took leave to meet the rest of the Death Eaters. When he did many were excited and jubilant.

'You should have been there Sev!' one of them shouted, 'It was amazing!'

'Great.' Snape said sarcastically, he then found his place among the newer members. The meeting drew on with the Dark Lord congratulating many on the attacks upon muggles and berating on Albus Dumbledore. Finally the night ended with a toast. As many began to depart Severus stood alone until another stepped towards him.

'Severus, I must tell you something, please walk with me to my apartment so we are not overheard.' Lucius said urgently. Severus nodded and they left the meeting removing their attire. As they walked Lucius explained happily the attack and onslaught upon the unsuspecting muggles.

'Here we are, I now have to tell you…the home we attack that was a safe house for that blasted Order of the Phoenix…we destroyed it and everyone in it.' He said softly.

'And?'

'It was Delilah's home. I am sorry Severus.' Lucius said then entered his apartment. Severus stood there in shock, finally taking a glance up at the full moon. From there he apparated as hard as he could thinking nothing else but of her home…her body…her warmth and most of all her eyes. He disappeared on the spot and reappeared in a war zone.

The land was desolate and ripped apart from spell work. Blood speared the walkway as he ran towards the small home. The door was blasted away and everything was dark, except for the green light from the sky. Above his head the Dark Mark, and symbol of Lord Voldemort hung for all to see. He rushed inside and checked the first floor. He found Delilah's father, dead and burned inside the kitchen. From there Severus climbed the broken and beaten stairs and checked the bedrooms, one held her little brother who looked as though he was sleeping in his bed, but really he would never wake. In the bathroom Delilah's mother was keeled over the tub, the water was running and had flooded the room…she had never gotten to even turn the taps off.

Severus left the upstairs after checking every nuke and cranny for life. There wasn't any. Finally he made it to the entrance hall and as he turned to the doorway he was winded and fell to the ground upon his bottom. He looked up hopefully for Delilah but soon found himself frightened as the sight of Albus Dumbledore stood before him, anger radiating through the house.

'So did you come to see if any more death could be finished?' Dumbledore asked, his voice cold.

'Where is she?' Severus asked.

'Where is who?' Albus asked, 'WHERE IS DELILAH?' Severus screeched, Albus's eyebrows raised upon his forehead and he said, 'She has not been found?'

'No…I didn't attack with the rest…we had fought and I just heard from Lucius! Is she alive, do you know?' Severus asked with his voice rising an octave.

'No I have only just received notice of the muggle attack, my Order is checking over the village and I came here realizing they were home.'

'Delilah!' Severus moaned, rocking back and forth. Albus stepped closer and said softly, 'You love her then?'

'OF COURSE!' Severus shouted, leaping to his feet and looking wild, all he could think of was whether she was alive and how to get there, he would do anything to see her again…

'Anything?' Dumbledore asked, 'Even assist myself?'

'What do you mean?' Severus asked, 'I may know where she is, you see while you busied yourself with playthings of Voldemort, she came to me to hide her family, and joined the side of light.'

'Did she run to another one of the Order's hideout?' Severus asked eagerly.

'I do not know, I can find out…but you must help me.' Albus said, 'Anything for her.' Severus said standing.

'I want you to finally join the right side Severus, help us defeat Voldemort…for her.' Albus said.

'I'll do it.' Severus said.

The words echoed in his mind as Severus Snape, now almost eighteen years later, woke within his bed. The dream was vivid and a part of his life he wished to forget. He hated the thought of Delilah and the life he could have had. Now the Dark Lord was back, Dumbledore and Delilah were dead, and Severus Snape was left with nothing. He trapped in the world he hated and had nothing to gain nor to lose.

He tore off the covers and stepped out of bed. He heard bustle about below him and he dressed in his death eater robes and picked up his white mask. He left the bedroom and followed many to where the crowd was gathering.

'Today my fellow followers, those faithfully on the right side to power, we will begin our reign, and take what is rightfully ours!' Lord Voldemort shouted to the crowd, 'Today we shall begin the new era where our dark claw shall close upon those fools at the Ministry of Magic and nothing will then stand in our way!' he cackled. Those crowding him laughed as well and soon the group disbanded into smaller sectors, preparing for battle.

'It's time.' Severus muttered to himself. He slipped the gleaming white mask onto his face and moved with the rest.