Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Harry Potter.
AN: This Chapter is Unbetaed as I haven't heard back from my beta so all mistakes are mine.
Severus stood in an abandoned field miles away from anything or anyone with his eyes shut as a cold gust of wind hit his face. It was small things like this that reminded him that he was still alive. None of this was a dream or a twisted nightmare where he fails to save anyone.
As he breathes in the cold air Severus lets his mind wander to the night before when he had stood outside the Longbottoms house. He had waited and watched all through the night with his nerves on edge. He was happy when the sun began to rise, Alice and Frank were safe completely unaware that they were ever in danger.
Alice and Frank being okay was almost as good as the news that Peter Pettigrew was on his way to Azkaban. The suffering Peter would go through once the Dementors got hold of him was almost enough to make Severus gleeful.
The wind picks up, but still Severus keeps his eyes firmly shut as he mulls over that Harry would still have to stay with the Dursleys. Dumbledore wouldn't budge on that, but both Sirius and Remus were able to visit the boy. The Dursleys would have to treat Harry better with Sirius and Remus checking up on him.
All he cared about was that Lily's son was safe and happy. He was unsure what he could do next that would make a real and save lives.
A few drops of rain hits his face and Severus with a large sigh opens his eyes it was to go.
Meanwhile at Lestrange Manor
"Bloody Hell!." Hermione giggled, throwing her head back in delight as Bellatrix glared Rodolphus with as much anger she could muster.
Rodolphus could feel himself squirming on the spot under his wife's powerful angry glare.
"Bloody Hell, Bloody Hell, Bloody Hell. " Draco repeated, with an angelic smile. Narcissa joined in glaring at her brother-in-law and, just as angrily as her sister was.
"Why did you have to teach Hermione to say that?" Bellatrix demanded, her eyes firmly fixed on her husband.
"I stubbed my toe and the words just slipped out. How was to know she's basically a parrot and would repeat it." Rodolphus huffed, his eyes scanning where his wife was standing to make sure there wasn't anything she could throw him. The last time they argued Bellatrix had thrown a vase at him.
"Yes, but now Draco won't stop saying it either and I would much prefer it if my son didn't go around saying bloody hell!." Narcissa hissed, when angered she was just as terrifying as her older sister. The difference between them was it took a lot to annoy Narcissa whereas if someone breathed too loud it aggravated Bellatrix.
Draco let out a loud cry as Hermione stole his toy and then decided to hit him with it. Hermione flashed a triumphant grin at the grown up as Narcissa rushed over to Draco and scooped him up then tried to soothe him.
Bellatrix picked Hermione up who scowled at being lifted up by the older woman.
"Hermione you do not hit Draco." Bellatrix gently scolded, as Hermione squirmed in her arms. She was keeping her voice softer than she would for anyone else in the world.
"Down now!" Hermione whined, loudly kicking her small legs wildly.
Rodolphus stood there looking amused at his wife's struggle to hold Hermione. He was tempted to get a camera so he'd have proof that Bellatrix, who could send grown men into floods of tears was struggling with a little girl.
"Hermione Walburga Black, hold still!." Bellatrix demanded.
"Pwease put me down Mama?." Hermione asked, Rodolphus and Narcissa saw Bellatrix's facial expression soften at the word "Mama" and knew that in the moment the brief battle of wills was won by Hermione.