In hiding from the Death Eaters, after having stolen the locket and given it to Hermione, he couldn't even go outside and they put a Fidelous charm on Spinners End to keep them all safe. At least, they thought they were safe.

The attack came in the night but the moment the first ward was breached Hermione was awake, wand at the ready. She apparated into Severus's room, she didn't have time to be embarrassed that he wore only black briefs, his lean frame spread across the bed on full display.

"Mya?" He frowned at her, the crack of apparition waking him instantly.

"Someone's in the house." She whispered.

"Yeah, he's a tosser but you want to keep him safe, stupid Gryfindor noble save people even if they want to be left to their miserable existence." He grumbled, still half asleep.

"Shut up Sev." She hissed.

"Mya?" He questioned again. Though teasing he knew it was serious and had already gotten up and pulled on slacks.

"What?"

"Lovely as you are in that tiny top and miniscule shorts, perhaps you'd like a pair of my track pants?"

She flushed and nodded, he handed them to her and she quickly spelled them to fit. "You realize only someone given our location could find my home?" He reminded her.

"There are spies in every war Sev." She reminded him, "Our people wouldn't sneak about like this. You get to Reg, I'll create a diversion."

"Not a chance." He growled. "You get him out."

She rolled her eyes and nodded, "Be careful, they're coming through the last ward."

He nodded and she disappeared with a crack landing in the middle of Regulus's empty room. With a quick check of the bathroom down the hall she ran and with another loud crack as the first explosion sounded she arrived in the library. Regulus was already dueling Walden McNair. Hermione sent a vicious curse at him but a cackle raised the hairs on the back of her neck and she was quickly focusing her attention on Bellatrix as her husband and brother-in-law moved in on Regulus. Lucius Malfoy came in with Peter Pettigrew and her blood boiled, "You sick son-of-a-bitch, weak, fucking coward, fat fucking shite rat!" She raged.

"Tut tut, what a mouth." Lucius smirked at her.

"Fuck yourself."

"A fighter." Her blood ran cold at the voice as the last Death Eater entered the tiny library.

She shut her eyes as her whole body convulsed in fear and disgust, Draco killed him, Draco killed him, Draco killed him. This is just another nightmare. Draco killed him. It's what she reminded herself of after every nightmare, what she reminded Harry of every time he raged about killing the werewolf himself; Draco killed him. Her couldn't hurt her. He was dead and Draco had killed him. Only Draco was an infant just barely out of his mothers womb.

"She has a thing for werewolves." Peter's laugh made her want to retch.

"Funny that, since I have a thing for petite little witches with fight in them." Greyback laughed, "Must be fate." Hermione screamed as she was tossed to him, her body was frozen in fear, everything inside of her curled up as the memories flooded back in brutal clarity. She threw up on Roduphous as they passed, barely registering the crumpled form of Regulus whose eyes stared unseeingly after her.

A sob rose in her throat, for the boy who'd become her annoying little brother over the last few months, for the innocent girl she used to be, before Death Eaters, before Greyback, for the knowledge deep in her soul that said she wouldn't survive this again. She didn't want to, wanted to fight back, to force them to kill her instead of handing her off to the insane werewolf but fear held her frozen because if she didn't survive this, Harry would die too. Somehow she had to survive, had to get free, to find Severus, please let Severus be alive. In the back of it all was the soul deep slice, scaring her with the knowledge that she'd failed. She hadn't saved Regulus, maybe what little they had done wasn't enough, maybe they hadn't really changed anything. Regulus was dead. She had gotten to know him, care for him had sworn she would protect him and he was dead.

Harry felt a wave go through him and bolted from bed, racing through the house he set off every alarm he could, in minutes the Order was gathering in their kitchen. Hermione, Regulus and Severus excepting.

"Mya." He was panting and pale, "Mya." Mad Eye had made him wait as they checked the house but he knew, he could feel it. "Hermione. I'm sorry. Mione." He could barely breath and Lily did her best to comfort him. He hadn't been with her and something bad had happened, she was alive but some things were worse than death. He couldn't breathe, somehow he had to find her.

The Aurors were back in minutes.

"Regulus." Sirius growled. Rage and fear making his body tremble.

"Dead." An auror reported and glanced at the man, "Sorry." Sirius went completely still, Regulus was dead? How? Why?

"Dead?" Sirius frowned dropping into a chair, "My brother's dead?"

The auror nodded, "Avada in the library. The place was pretty torn up. Severus Snape and Mya James weren't there."

"Mya." Harry repeated, "Where are you Maya?"

"Looks like she and" the auror met his eyes with regret.

"She's not dead." Harry knew that, he could still feel her, feel their connection.

"She's a traitor." Peter spoke up, entering the room, looking a little worse for wear "She was trying to bring that Slytherin in to spy on us, she's a Death Eater."

Harry spun on him, but Kingsley nodding shocked him into stillness, "Harry." Kingsley gave him a sympathetic look, "She was part of the attack on several muggles only a moment ago."

"She blew up a bus of them, luckily it's so late only seven were on it."

"It wasn't her!" Harry spat, shaking his head, "Mya's not a Death Eater!"

"She's a traitor." Peter's sneer barely hiding the glee in his eyes.

He spun on Peter, "Blew up people? She did? Hermione would never. How could you even know anything about it? Where were you? Where have you been tonight?"

"It's true Harry." Frank spoke up trying to calm him, regret warring with anger and disbelief. He'd seen it himself but couldn't really comprehend the truth of it, not from her. "I was there."

"It wasn't her." Harry was shaking, rage making magic rise up in an uncontrolled wave through him, "Tell me where she is, what you did." He hissed, darkness and rage focused entirely on Peter. He knew, he knew to the core of his being this had been Peter, he knew at though she was standing beside him shouting it. Peter had been behind this.

"She's a death eater." Peter snapped, "A traitor who's betrayed us all. Who knows how much information she's given them, how many muggleborns she's helped them kill. She certainly didn't hesitate tonight."

"Not Hermione!" Harry snapped. "Mya's a muggleborn." He couldn't fight agains the rage and darkness, somewhere deep he knew part of that was her. One couldn't live where the other didn't, if one let the dark consume them than it would consume both. This darkness rose in each of them, feeding into each other but if he could feel it, she was alive and still fighting. He had to find her, he needed them to help him or get out of his way but first that rat wasn't leaving here, not free, not this time. "She's not my twin by blood, she's my twin by magic and everyone we've ever known or loved was killed by them!" The admission spilled out without thought, it was time. This was the end, there could be no more secrecy, he'd get her back if he had to take on Voldemort and his Death Eaters alone. He'd get her back and end the war. It was time to end it and they'd either find peace at last or start new lives, lives free of this hatred once and for all.

"I saw her." Peter returned, unsure now. Their secrets were his undoing, if this were true he'd never get away with it. Except, darkness stirred in his gut and he fought a smirk, Sirius had been her secret keeper, Sirius and Harry. Her secrets would take Sirius down, not him. He was just following orders, doing his job, reporting what he'd seen. "Frank and I both did, we were following the Carrow's together when they met up with her and Greyback." He smirked, feeling the win as he tossed the last part in, sealing the deal, and her fate as a traitor, maybe Sirius's too. "She has a thing for werewolves I guess."

Harry had gone paler, completely white and his body began to shake, "Greyback." The name was poison on his tongue and he lifted his wand again, the darkness and rage boiled over, "You lying rat."

Peter backed away as they all tried to subdo the young wizard, "Harry." Lily's voice was quivering and empathetic.

"HE RAPED HER!" Harry bellowed, "She wouldn't go with him! Not ever, she was terrified of him, the only thing she was ever afraid of BECAUSE HE RAPED HER, HE MADE ME WATCH AS HE VIOLATED HER AND YOU BETRAYED HER SENT HER WITH THAT THAT ANIMAL!" Darkness, rage and pain swirled up uncontrollable and blasted out of him as he pointed his wand and shouted "AVADA KEDAVRA!" The sharp green light barely missed Peter as he became a rat. The kitchen was chaos then, rescue plans and plans to hunt Peter, and demands to know who the secret keeper had been, who had known where they were.

Harry shoved past all of them, there was no light, no goodness, only revenge and hatred in his soul. James tried to stop him and Harry spun on the three marauders, "You chose that rat over her! She told you, she told you and you didn't believe her, you chose him over her!" His eyes sought out Sirius and held them, "You will regret this, everyday for the rest of your life. You turned your back on her, you trusted him and this is your fault. She would have died to protect you. Whatever he does to her, it's on you." He spun away with a loud crack.

Sirius felt his soul curling in on itself as he sank to the floor, "It was me, she made me the secret keeper. Only Harry and I knew." He shook his head in disbelief, "I never told him, I never told where they were." He looked up pleading at his friends, "I never trusted anyone with her. I'd never trust anyone else with her. Not Peter," His eyes sought out James, "Not even you."

James nodded, he knew it was true because he'd wanted to bring her some of the things from the basement a few months before and Sirius had refused to give him the address, instead he'd brought boxes to the next Order meeting for her and Severus to bring home themselves. Sirius had stood with him about Peter but he hadn't completely trusted him after that day either and had made James question it too. It was more than not fully trusting Peter. Sirius wouldn't tell him or Remus where she was either; he'd have died before telling anyone where she was so how had the Death Eaters found them? Where was she now and what were they doing to her?