###part twenty four ###

We had thought of going somewhere for a honeymoon but Lord Voldemort, thought otherwise. So we got the week off to stay home. Severus and I planned to shop and stuff like that for the week.

When we got to the apartment, Severus picked me up and carried me over the threshold. I laughed and kissed him. Then I pulled back to yawn. Severus lifted a brow.

"Not tired are we?" he asked. I shook my head as I yawned again. Snape only smiled and kissed my cheek.

"I‛m going to change." I said. I was still in my wedding dress.

"I‛ll come with you." said Severus. I was about to tell him no, when I remembered that we were married.

###part twenty five ###

the next morning, I made Severus buttermilk pancakes and maple syrup. I was flipping pancakes when his arms went around me and he nuzzled my ear. I laughed and he kissed it.

"Good morning, Severus." I said. He kissed my neck and I closed my eyes.

"Morning, Mrs. Severus Snape."

I giggled.

"I like the sound of that."

"Me too." he whispered.

"What do you want to do today?" I asked. Severus shrugged and I laughed. It was our honeymoon and we had no idea what we wanted to do.

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15 years later, Voldemort had started getting more followers and those who said no, were killed.

This went on for months. The Daily Prophet was covered only in pictures of Death Eaters in masks and lists of people who were killed or tortured. The Ministry were working 24/7. No one trusted each other. Everyone was on their guard.

Snape and I wear torn the whole time. Well, mostly Snape. He then went back to the Headquarters and told me to stay with my mother. He wrote me and called every night. We talked long into the night. He didn't come see me though, Snape felt it best that I lay low.

I didn't even read the paper anymore cuz it was covered about Voldemort and he made my stomach sick.

As fast as it started, it ended. A boy by the name of Harry Potter was able to survive a death curse and it killed Voldemort. Or so they say. Everyone was happy and it seemed that people became people again.

They had big parties that lasted for weeks. Everyone was breaking rules, making shooting stars in the middle of the day. Wearing their wizard clothes in the Muggle world. And so on.

I was waiting for Snape to call when Shakira handed me the Daily Prophet and told me to read it.

"I don't want to. It's all about Him-who-must-not-be-named. They never stop talking about him and that boy, Harry." I said.

Yes, people were now calling him that and yeah, it was weird. Not many know His name or brave/stupid enough to say it.

"You'll want to read it."

I glanced at what she had pointed to and my face fell.

Those who are on trial for being Death Eaters

The following are going to be on trial for being Death Eaters at the Ministry of Magic:

Igor Karkaroff

Antonin Dolohov

Evan Dossier

Severus Snape

They will be trailed in a close trial. No visitors.

o my merlin...

"Elizabeth? Are you alright? You're pale." asked Shakira, putting a hand on my arm. I jumped at her touch.

"Elizabeth?" she asked again, I then turned and ran away from the room. I ran out of the house and threw up in the garden. After I had gain some control over myself, I wiped my mouth.

I had to do something. Snape was in prison. It was a closed trial, so I couldn't go to see him. I had to talk to someone...

Dumbledore.

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I told him everything. About the job Voldemort had us do, telling me that it was for the Ministry, about being married to Snape, and almost being killed. I told him everything. And I mean EVERYTHING.

"Elizabeth, this is a lot that you have had to hold in." said Dumbledore. I nodded.

"Can you help him?" I asked, well, more like pleaded.

Dumbledore looked at me over the rim of his glasses.

"Of course. Snape is innocent. I will make sure they know that."

"Thank you so much Dumbledore." I said shaking his hand. He only smiled.

"I knew you two would get together some day." he laughed.

"Well, we haven't seen each other for the past 15 years. It's been really hard."

"I am sure it has. But that will all end soon. Snape will be working here and I am sure I can arrange it so you can stay with him but that will have to stay between us." he winked.

I laughed and left his office.

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Dumbledore did a wonderful job. Snape wasn't put in jail and Dumbledore arranged it so that I could stay at Hogwarts with him. It would be our first time together since our honeymoon.

I was just finished packing my things when Thomas came into my room. He was a tall boy, black hair, blue eyes, and had my skin. He was wearing a black tux and he didn't comb his hair.

"Hey, you ready for the big date?" I teased him. He rolled his eyes and sat on my bed. I sat down next to him.

"Why are you and Mom making a big deal about Violet having a date for the dance? We've been to dances before." he said.

"I know but we are girls and well, the first date is always special." I said. He rolled his eyes and I playfully hit him in the shoulder.

"Ouch! I'm so glad your leaving. Your so mean!" he teased. I laughed and gave him a hug. He hugged me back.

"Well, I better get down there so Violet can start posing for her pictures."

"You better." I laughed as I walked him to the door.

"Have a great time." I called to him as he went down the hall.

"Ok."

I smiled and went back into my room to grab my bag. I was ready to go.

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I looked around the apartment and smiled. This is ours. There was a bedroom, a small kitchen and a small living room. Dumbledore made sure that everything was clean and ready for me to move in.

Snape was going to be here soon, so I waited to un pack my bags. I was so excited! We were finally going to be together! And be torn by Lord Voldemort!

I felt like singing!

"Hey love," I turned and ran into Snape's strong arms. I hugged him hard.

"Thanks." he whispered as his kissed my face.

"For what?" I asked, pulling him close.

"For talking to Dumbledore. And for being here for me." he whispered into my ear. I giggled and played with his hair.

We were standing in our new living room, when I Heard Shakira. ( If you don't know what I mean by Heard its because you probably didn't read my Draco story. It talks about this. Basically it is when they can 'send' their Thoughts to each other and they are Heard by the other person. Like using the telephone but no wires and stuff, only your mind and Ancient Magic.)

"What?"

I froze and let go of Snape. I then sat down on the couch and listen to Shakira explain it again.

"Elizabeth?" asked Snape, I held up my hand.

'Shakira?'

'Elizabeth, Violet... she was... O, Lizzy, Violet was killed! At a seven eleven she and her date stopped at! Lizzy, Sam killed her! He... killed... my girl...'

'Shakira, stop, breathe. Now, how do you know this?'

'Violet. She... Called me and I tried to get there in time... I was too late...'

'Shakira, what about Thomas?'

'Lizzy, I saw him. I saw the pain and the wildness in his eyes, then he... o, Lizzy, I saw him...his eyes!'

'Saw him what?'

'I saw him... kill Sam!'

I didn't say anything. Violet was killed by her own father, Sam Snow. Thomas, my favorite nephew, then killed him. Thomas, the good little boy.

'Lizzy? You there?'

'Yes. Where is Thomas now?'

'He ran. After he saw me and that he had... he ran away! O, what am I to do? Lizzy... what am I to do?'

'Shakira, go to Jim. Stay with him. Snape and I will go look for Thomas.'

'I... can't. Lizzy I can't! I have to do something!'

'Shakira, I know this is hard but you have to take care of yourself. Go to Jim, tell him what happened, he will help you tell Mom and everyone else.'

'Ok...'

'I am here Shakira, ok? Everything will be ok, you just go to Jim. Snape and I will find Thomas.'

Even as I said it to her, I knew that we wouldn't find him.

I told Snape what had happened. We spent the rest of the night searching for Thomas. After three days of nothing, Snape took me home and I cried all night.

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We buried Violet under a oak tree in the family cemetery. The cemetery was about a mile from my Mom's house. Everyone for the past six generations were buried here.

Shakira wouldn't let us make a tombstone for Thomas. We knew she was in pain, for losing two children in the same night. But we still didn't understand why she didn't want his name next to his sister's but she did leave room for one more person to be buried on Violet's left. I was sure it would hold his name some time in the future.

Snape stood next to me during the funeral. No one noticed that he held my hand and kissed my cheeks or when I hugged him after they laid Violet into the ground. We were all in pain.

Shakira the most. But she was the one showing no emotion. She didn't cry during the service or when she laid a rose on her daughter's tombstone. She didn't even cry as she watched each one of us, lay a flower next to her rose.

Mother was a walking ghost. She hardly said a word and she only silently cried.

Maria cried and held Sam (not Shakira‛s Sam. The Sam Elizabeth meet when she was kidnaped during the Harrison mission) during the whole service. She and Sam had married soon after I meet him and brought him home. Turns out Maria didn't care too much about what mother said about him in the past.

It started to rain so everyone started to leave. I looked at Shakira and her eyes. They were filled with pain and sorrow. I used to tease her that her eyes said more about her then she ever knew. Today they did that, and I wished they didn't.

Snape said we should go, so I followed him out of the cemetery. I turned at the gate and looked at Shakira. She was standing in the same place but her face was in her hands and I knew she was crying. I could see Jim standing off to the side. Shakira had pushed Jim away when he came to help. Now, he didn't know what do to and I knew that he was in pain too.

For the rest of the summer, everyone was sad and distant. But when school started we started to become ourselves again. Jim was able to help Shakira through some of the pain but they still seemed to be separate. Snape and I only grew closer. I cried on his shoulder and he comforted me. He told me every day he loved me before he went to his classes. He also made sure he kissed me before he went to work.

Some mornings, I would feel so sad that would cling to him and never let go. He had a lot of absences because of me that year. But I did get better and I let Thomas lie to rest in my mind.

## eleven years later##

I was holding clothes and putting them away, when Snape came back from the feast in the Great Hall.

"Guess who is here this year?" he said, has he took his shoes off. I shrugged.

"Who?"

"Harry Potter." I glanced at him, he wasn't smiling.

"You better be nice to him, Severus. Just because his father played tricks on you doesn't mean you can be mean to him."

He just put his shoes away.

"We will see. Maybe, Mr. Potter will be just like his dad. And I will have to give him detention."

"Snape!"

He laughed and kissed me on the cheek.

"I'll do my best to be nice to him, love."

"Ok." I said, as I hugged him. He sighed and then went into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Harry Potter is at school now. I wonder if he remembers anything.

I put away Snape's socks and got ready for bed.

The next morning, Snape was quiet as he read the list of students he had in his classes.

"Any one we know?" I asked. He nodded his head.

"Who?"

"Well, the Weasley's have another boy here. Malfoy's son is here, Crabbe and Goyle also. Parkinson. Longbottom. Potter, but I told you that last night. And um, you-know-who."

I took the list away from him.

Yes, she was here.

~~~~ (just put your name here)

Voldemort's daughter.

"Does she know?" I asked.

~~~~ doesn't know that Voldemort is her father or that her mother is... well, anyway.

"No and it will stay that way. As long as her parents keep it that way. I have to get to class."

He kissed me on the cheek and left our apartment.

I looked at the list again.

She's in Gryffindor.

First one in her family to be in Gryffindor.

I wonder how she is handling being in Gryffindor. She is so devoted to Lord Voldemort, it is hard to believe that she doesn‛t know that he is her father. But then again, Voldemort never wanted her to know, so she won‛t.