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Year: Sixth Year

Location: Severus Snape's Quarters

Wrath:

Even Dumbledore, ever the optimist had to admit that Hogwarts was no longer the safe haven it once was. The darkness from outside the castle walls was now creeping in; it had been slow at first but by the time of the Goldstein-Black incident as it soon became known in the castle echelons it was quite obvious. Students had become very cautious in what they said and where they said it.

Harry had learnt to use the "Muffliato" spell with great success. Hufflepuffs began congregating in groups for greater protection, Ravenclaws even banded into groups despite their bookish natures. Gryffindors and Slytherins were no longer actively at each other's throats, fearing bloodshed.

Looking back at the situation many years later, Charms Professor, Filius Flitwick had remarked, "The Alexandra Black incident scared many, she was the most powerful and resourceful witch in her generation as her OWL results had proven. With her attack it soon became obvious that friends could be enemies and no one was safe."

Dumbledore had somehow managed to keep the news of Ally's rape away from anyone outside of school as all methods of communication were being monitored and a blanket silencing spell had been cast over the information until the end of the war. Ally knew that Dumbledore feared her father and what may happen if he found out.

For that reason the spells had been cast, but there had been a lasting impact on the students, most specifically Ally, Harry, Susan and Neville. Professor Snape it must be admitted was worried about his pseudo-niece but could do naught about it until she came to him. Harry was definitely the angriest at the situation; he would alternate between bubbling anger and blazing fury.

Neville was the second most explosive; the normally calm and reserved boy had become confident in his skin and almost seemed ablaze with raw power. Susan had alternated between attempting to stop the boys' thirst for blood whilst attempting to make sure that Ally did not do anything too drastic to Goldstein or herself.

Ally had in fact much to the consternation of her friends, enemies and teachers alike thrown herself into project after project, she had finished all the work for all her subjects for the entirety of the next two years. She of course was a gifted witch and by trial and error she had managed to surpass NEWT level work. Once that was complete she threw herself into attaining Mastery level knowledge, she had also befriended a Slytherin 6th year couple, Daphne Greengrass and her boyfriend, Blaise Zabini.

It was around this time that the Quartet became the Sensational Six. Blaise and Daphne brought new skills to the group, now they could cover all aspects of the War without any real problems, but it was obvious to them all that Ally was not fine.

Of course the redhead ate, slept and functioned but she was nowhere near normal. Her smiles never reached her eyes, she was very slightly jumpy and more inclined to emotional bursts, but her mask was better than ever.

The other five were growing increasingly worried as the days passed, and as spring approached they conceded defeat and approached Severus Snape.

Knock. Knock. Knock. Kno-

Daphne's knock was cut off halfway as the door to the Potions' Master's quarters was opened, instead of being opened by the sallow, dour, hooked-nose man that they expected, a beautiful blonde had opened the door and was scowling irritably until she seemed to recognise them.

"Ah, you must be Severus' students, come on in," the woman smiled, welcoming the quintet into the quarters.

The rooms were surprisingly not black that the Potions Master was fond of, instead they were a mixture of burnished gold and clean silver.

The woman appeared to have noticed their shock, for she smiled, "yes, I do not allow my husband enough freedom to allow this area to become completely black and depressing. Oh right, how rude of me, I am Marlene Snape."

This provoked a horrified response from all, as their mouths dropped open unflatteringly.

"As in formerly, McKinnon, Ally's aunt?"

"Very perceptive of you, Miss Greengrass, it is perhaps why Alexandra has associated herself you with," a smooth voice came from beyond the doorway of the living room and they turned to see Severus Snape leaning there.

"Congratulations Professor," Blaise offered without even blinking, he could tell by the glow that the woman was emitting that she was pregnant, the duo were Slytherin's they did not mind their head of house's sarcasm or snarkiness, they just were used to it.

"So what brings two Gryffindors, a Hufflepuff and two Slytherins to my quarters at," at this point he checked his watch, "eight p.m. on a Friday night, shouldn't you be having fun or whatever?"

"We've lost Ally," Harry spoke up for the first time, "she keeps disappearing with anger in her eyes and then when she reappears she's always happier. It can't be healthy that she's bottling up all this emotion from the rape."

"Who says she's bottling it up," Severus suddenly asked, "have you not noticed that Miss Black's anger coincides with certain other events?"

There were three gasps indicating that Marlene, Daphne and Susan had understood what Severus was alluding too.

"Merlin," Susan breathed as she paled.

"Crap," Marlene grimaced and then paled considerably prompting Neville to quickly make her sink into a sofa.

But it was Daphne who articulated everything properly, "Fuck, she's leaving the castle isn't she?"

"I think that that is a distinct possibility Miss Greengrass," Severus' tone brooked no sarcasm or ill-will, just truth.

"But the question is what is her plan," Blaise muttered.

"At this point I don't think she has one," Neville suddenly said as understanding dawned, "she's generally the one that has to keep it together for all of us. I am not foolish enough to believe that she only just made friends with Daphne and Blaise; she does not trust enough for that, so they must have a story before now. Ally's running on empty, she's overcome with her wrath, she's just trying to direct it at people who deserve it instead of at her friends, us, who are the closest things she has to a family."

"I think it's bad that she is letting her emotions rule her, however, there are some unexpected benefits," Susan mused.

Blaise added, "She is letting out her emotions which is good and a few less Death Eaters is good in my books."

"Yes, but I am still worried," Harry responded pensively, "I don't want her to become a murderer-"

"Oh I didn't know that you cared, Potter," a voice drawled.

All 7 of the occupants spun to see a bloodied and bruised Ally Black leaning against the door to the living room.

"One down," she told Severus directly as she held out a small Black diary.

"But didn't you destroy that earlier," Marlene asked her favourite niece.

"Yes, but Harry giving that to Lucius meant that I had to track it down, it was not easy as you can see," Ally groused, glaring plaintively at her aunt.

"You went to Malfoy Manor," Severus all but yelled.

"I did what I had to do, Severus, just like you," Ally retorted calmly and thanked her mask for not cracking at the gasps she heard from her friends at her casual use of the feared Potions Master's first name.

"Indeed, but I worry about you, Ally," Severus' onyx eyes bore into his niece's emerald.

"How many," Marlene whispered as she looked worriedly at her niece.

"How many what?" Ally knew very well as to what her aunt was referring to but she did not want to make it easy for them, after all she would have made a good Slytherin.

"How many did you kill," Marlene almost whispered as if saying something blasphemous.

Ally sighed, "More than I wish I had. At last count before tonight 79 with tonight 82."

Harry looked horrified at the mere mention of the numbers, "Please tell me that those were all Death Eaters?"

Ally nodded, "Yeah that was the number of Death Eaters, I also had to help with the assisted suicide of another 15 innocent people."

"Are you okay," Susan asked before grimacing at how the question sounded.

Ally sighed before smiling ruefully, "If you'd asked me that 2 weeks ago I would have said fine and been feeling shit but now I guess I'm on the mend."

"Are you really," Harry asked sceptically.

Ally shrugged but before she could articulate anything Harry closed the distance between them and mashed their lips together. Ally stiffened in surprise and just as Harry was about to pull away embarrassed, Ally began reciprocating, it did not seem to matter that they were in the living quarters of Harry's most hated professor and Ally's uncle.

The raw passion and feeling that went into this one action was beautiful and natural. An unearthly golden glow seemed to surround the two as they continued kissing, Harry was only slightly taller than Ally but her legs had wrapped their way around his hips and he was supporting her using her bum. Her hand tangled in his messy locks.

"Is that normal," Susan whispered.

Daphne was the one that answered seeing that all the others were in a state of shock, "It's a soulbond."

"Those are myths," Severus counteracted.

"Like the Chamber of Secrets," Blaise commented wryly.

"They're real, Professor, just very rare," Daphne began explaining, "they only happen to couples who have saved each other's lives and love each other in every sense of the word. They can only die if something kills them both at the same time. The last soulbonded pair was Nicholas and Perenelle Flamel, the Philosopher's Stone never existed, the Elixir of Life, a fabrication to explain their longevity."

"But in real terms what does that mean," Marlene asked, curious.

"It means that we are now officially Mr and Mrs Harry James Potter," Ally commented sighing, slightly.

"What," Harry asked eyes wide in horror.

"Yeah, a soulbond is a superior form of the marriage bond; it means that we are very compatible more so with each other than anyone else we will ever date. Our love is pure. It does have the unfortunate side effect that we do have to consummate the marriage soon," Ally explained blushing slightly.

"That means that you are officially the Head of the Black family, Sirius was disinherited, you are the Lady Black," Severus pointed out.

Ally groaned, "Dammit, I was hoping to put that off to the end of the war and not to mention the Potter curse of being as close to pureblood as possible to inherit the Headship, that means Harry is now Lord Potter, instead of James."

Harry ran a hand over his face in exasperation, "you should probably start at the beginning."

"It's going to be a long night," Ally warned.

Severus sighed before conjuring up a bottle of Firewhiskey and pouring seven glasses and passing his wife a Butterbeer.

"Let's begin…"

"Well you know just before we start, now we know why wrath is the scariest sin of all," Neville stated, "Ally you really scared us there." Ally sighed before walking forward and pulling them all into a group hug, which is where we shall leave them, healing broken hearts, fixing marital woes and simply healing. For wrath has been accepted and the sin swept away.