1.
How had Liana not noticed the signs before? Harry Potter was a werewolf. She could now recall the times when he did go missing for a few days, but that was prior to the ball, and she didn't think anything of it. Liana realized she was standing, staring at her boyfriend.
Remus smiled at her, kissed the top of her head as she gave him a quick hug, and then he went down towards the dungeons. Gazing up at Harry, she was the first to speak, "Are you—"
"A werewolf." He finished for her. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you."
"You have nothing to be sorry about." She spoke genuinely. "I understand." And she did. She knew exactly what he must be feeling; after all she went through this exact scenario before with Remus.
"Let's talk…" Harry said, leading her into the practically empty Great Hall. "It happened to me when I was younger. Fenrir Greyback bit me." Liana recalled that he was the same person who infected Remus as well.
"Greyback is in Azkaban now, isn't he?" Liana recalled overhearing a conversation about him between her fathers.
"He was put into Azkaban after biting me; my mother made sure to get him behind the Dementors." Liana shuttered at the reminder of Dementors and at the idea of being bitten by a werewolf. "Let's hope he never escapes out." Harry winked humorously, lightening the mood.
Just then the rest of their friends walked into the Great Hall. Hermione had a look upon her face as though she just had an epiphany. Clearly, she just realized Harry's werewolf side, too. Liana gave her a quick glance, and Hermione replaced her surprised look with a poker face; the others seemed totally ignorant of Harry, and Liana was grateful; she didn't think Harry wanted the word of his harrier side spread around to many others.
2.
The winter season continued to truck on by, and so did Liana's weekly Occlumency lessons. Her father never pried at her past, but he still would often as a quick question or two about the abuse. He wanted to know the extent of the abuse and the reason whenever a memory was shown to him, but he also didn't want to pressure her into revealing aspects she didn't wish to speak about, and each time the Dursley's were brought up Severus Snape seemed to sneer in disgust and anger, but then he would instantly try to hide his emotions. It was obviously haunting him…
3.
On this particular winter day Liana was headed out towards the frozen lake. It seemed like ages that she was in the second task and swimming below in the water. At the edge of the lake she slipped her skates on. The sun was out today so she didn't bother with a cloak; the sky was starting to hint that winter may be ending soon, so she only had on her school uniform, and she was greatly looking forward to getting a little time on the ice to herself. Lately she'd been spending all her time with Harry; things were much more serious with Harry lately, emotionally and physically. She enjoyed every minute with him, but she still wanted to maintain herself and have time to herself.
She slid across the ice. The crisp air flew her long black hair behind her and she spun in a circle, when she stopped spinning she saw a tall dark framed man standing by the edge of the ice. She glided over towards her father. He had a friendly smirk on his face, "Your cloak?"
"It's nice out…" She wined.
A cloak seemed to magically appear in Severus's hands. "Put this on, please." Liana groaned as she snatched it. Severus raised a brow, and her attitude seemed to instantly drop. Severus had been truly acting more like a father for some time now. "And don't forget Occlumency tonight."
Liana groaned, and then she stopped herself. "I'll see you there, Sev." He slipped a quick grin before turning back to the castle, his cloak billowing in the breeze behind him.
4.
Once the sun began to sink below the horizon she knew it was time to head down to the dungeons. When she arrived his office was already set up, a large chair in one corner and pillows on the floor surrounding it. Liana had made great improvements with her Occlumency, but she still sometimes found herself on the floor, clutching her scar, after some mind invasions.
Severus entered the room. He seemed to be in a no nonsense kind of mood. They quickly began the lesson.
The first few trials were the same. Liana was making progress, but Severus could still make his way around her thoughts, and then he found a particular thought, not a thought, a memory. A memory Liana herself didn't even know she had trapped in her mind…
"Liana," sang a sweet voice. "Liana Violet Snape…"
"Evans, my love. You-Know-Who is angered enough by me not joining him; let's not make it entirely obvious she's my offspring."
"Oh, Sev! As if it's not already entirely obvious. She looks identical to you—"
"Except her eyes." The kind Potions Master responded to his loving wife. He then bent to kiss Lily, but Liana made an exceptionally cute cooing noise which made the new parents laugh.
"Oh, Liana, we love you so much…"
And then Liana realized she was on the floor of the dungeon. She sat up with the help of her father. He used a gentle thumb to wipe a tear from her cheek. Liana touched her face; she didn't even know she was silently crying.
"I've never heard her voice before." She said quietly. There was something so comforting in seeing the memory, in seeing her mother's face, but then falling back into reality, she had never felt so heartbroken before. She pulled her knees to her chest; her hair fell from behind her ears, spilling over her shoulders.
Severus tucked a side of her hair back and pulled her close to his chest. Liana couldn't help but to weep as Severus rubbed her back. "I love you so much, Liana…" He whispered repeatedly.
They stayed that way for some time. Severus finally looked down at his daughter and found her asleep in his arms. He smiled, picking her up into her arms and carrying her to her bedroom.
When she was tucked into bed he sat down in the chair in the corner. His mind began to travel back to all the times he had sat in this chair or fallen asleep in this chair in the past, and then his mind went back even further… Back when he and Lily used to stay up watching Liana together.
He looked at Liana once again, making sure she was sound asleep, and then the stagnant Potions Master took his turn to cry.
5.
Liana didn't sleep much that night; she kept waking up every few hours. Her mother's face and voice tortured her in her dreams throughout the night, and that continued for many more nights. Liana began to feel as though the Occlumency was making her mind weaker. Every night she had a haunting dream, whether her mother made an appearance or not.
On this particular night she was once again in her dungeon bedroom. She was too exhausted after Occlumency to tread back to the Tower. When she plopped down onto her bed she felt as though her mind was so vulnerable, but she quickly fell asleep.
And her mind quickly slipped into dreams…
This particular dream felt odd; Liana knew it was more than a dream. It was a vision. She quickly forgot everything she learned in Occlumency and let the dream take over her mind.
She was seeing Azkaban. There was a high pitched laughter as a woman with long dark hair stepped out of a blown out portion of the wizard prison, and then she was gone. She apparated away. Liana, for a split second, saw Fenrir Greyback, but then he apparated away as well, and then the dream shifted.
She was standing in a graveyard. The two jail breakers appeared once again, along with many other obvious Death Eaters. Peter Pettigrew and Lucius Malfoy appeared from behind a haunting looking tombstone.
"I see your escape was successful…" Lucius began.
"Cearly," the dark haired woman snickered.
"Long time, no see, Bella…" Lucius sneered. The woman laughed.
"Now to business… Everything is falling into place. We just need the girl and the Dark Lord can return."
"Can't we use someone else?" A Death Eater suggested.
"No, the Dark Lord insists that it's Evans. That's why I've had quite the assignment for the past few months now…" Lucius sounded arrogant. The woman scoffed. "We need the girl… Then we'll have our Dark Lord back."
Liana jerked awake. Her quick gasp and awakening awoke the nearby Potions Master. "What was it?" He was quickly at her side.
"Nothing," She lied, knowing he wouldn't be happy to hear how unsuccessful her Occlumency just was.
"Liana…" His tone deepened. He spoke more meticulously, "What did you see?"
She described the dream to him. When she mentioned the breakout from Azkaban he froze for a moment before regaining composure. "Go back to sleep," He finally said as he went towards the door quickly.
"Sev," She whispered. "What does this mean?"
He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It means you must go back to sleep…" He sounded exhausted at the idea of another threat on his daughter, especially in the middle of the night.
He turned to leave again.
"Sev!" She hissed. "What's happening? I have the right to know; it's about me!"
Whether it was the fact that it was the middle of the night, or just the fact that Severus had been trying to take a stricter parenting role, or the idea of her Occlumency progress being worthless; something triggered the Potions Master. He took a few large steps towards Liana. "You have nothing to think about! Discipline your mind! You shouldn't be having these dreams anymore. This doesn't involve you." He spoke in his teaching tone.
"Doesn't involve me?" Her temper was quickly raising; she got that from Lily… "The dream was about me!" She was standing up now, out of bed.
"Liana Violet, get back to bed, and close your mind." He glared at her. "I will take care of everything." And then he turned to leave the room; her door slamming shut behind him.
This was a new Snape for Liana. She couldn't remember the last time she didn't have him wrapped around her finger. Her stubbornness was blinding her common sense; she walked towards the door and yanked it open.
"You have no right not to tell me, Severus!" She bellowed down the hallway. Remus was staying in London with Tonks, but Sirius was staying with them and his bedroom door slowly peaked open. "If you don't tell me then I'll find out myself- like I always do!"
Then she heard feet stomping, coming near her, "You are a child! You need not get involved in any of this." He breathed deeply. "I repeat myself, get to bed!"
"No, not till I understand what is happening. I'm the person this involves!" She created a similar deep breath like her father just did; Severus took this as mocking him. "Why won't you just tell me?" At this point she was becoming frustrated and realized she had gotten herself into an argument much bigger than herself, but now there was no way out of it. "You're so stupid; if you won't tell me then I'll just dream about it."
This was too far for the Potions Master. "You are learning Occlumency for a reason, Liana!" His arms were clenching in anger. "Do you want Voldemort to have control of you?" This was the first time he said his name in front of Liana. Before Liana could speak again, "You have no right to speak to me this way, young lady!"
Liana scoffed at his strictness with her. She opened her mouth to speak. "Save your breath," He spat. "Get to your bed. Now!" Liana stood there, glaring at him with her green eyes. "Don't make me carry you to your room." He threatened.
"You wouldn't dare—"
And then he forcefully grabbed her by the arm and threw her over his shoulder, the next thing she knew Liana was being tossed into her bed with the blankets being magically pulled to her chin, and the door slammed shut once again. This time she didn't leave her bed.
Instead she rolled over, replaying what just happened in her mind. She hadn't fought with Severus like that in years, and it wasn't anything even worth fighting over. She rubbed her arm; it was a little tender where he grabbed hold. At the touch of her flesh she was reminded of her Uncle's hurtful touch to her, and slowly a tear rolled down her cheek.
She didn't hear her bedroom door open once again. Sirius Black crept in, and he moved towards her bed. Liana kept crying and Sirius rubbed her back until she fell asleep once again; this time no dreams interrupted her sleep…
6.
The next morning Hermione angrily threw the Daily Prophet down onto the table. "How do they break out of Azkaban?"
"Sirius apparently," Liana smirked; she wasn't in a good mood today due to the arguing events from last night and just the overall lack of sleep.
"My gran thinks the Ministry is starting to be corrupt." Neville added.
"I hope you're not right, Neville… With You-Know-Who potentially gaining power… I can't even imagine what it'd be like if the Ministry was against Dumbledore…" Hermione said ironically. The group of friends had no idea what was in store for them starting after the third task.
7.
The day continued to pass by as though it was any other. Well, until Potions… Liana took a seat in the back of the room, and it was as though the entire class already seemed to know there was some kind of tension between the two.
Professor Snape was in an exceptionally bitter that afternoon. Every time he walked past Liana she seemed to make a mistake with her potion, and Severus instantly noticed.
"Does it say clockwise on the board?" He sneered. Her Potion bubbled a giant green mess, and she switched her way of stirring. The Potion turned a shade of dark blue as she changed directions. "Like that's going to make a difference."
The classroom was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Liana opened her mouth to make a snarky comment back, but then she thought better; class was ending soon anyways.
And when class was finally dismissed she was one of the first students out of the classroom. She walked quickly and didn't stop until she was in Divination, sitting in her seat, high in the tower of the castle. When she finally plopped down in her seat she was out of breath.
As the other students began to fill in around her, she realized that she was actually quite tired. The classroom was warm and filled with a lavender aroma as Professor Trelawney floated around the room gloating about the future. As her lecture grew in pettiness, Liana's interests began to fade quickly. Fading more and more until she found the sleep she lost the night before…
Quickly she began dreaming, but once again it wasn't dreaming… It was seeing.
"The final task! We will get her during the task." Lucius sneered, and the Death Eaters surrounding him burst into laughter.
Liana abruptly awoke. Her scar was burning on her forehead. She grasped it tightly.
"Are you alright?" Ron knew she didn't just experience a normal dream. She shook her head.
"Professor?" Ron interrupted Trelawney's lecture. "Liana isn't feeling well; I'm going to take her to the hospital wing—"
"I'm going, too!" Hermione perked up.
"Very well." Professor Trelawney didn't seemed bother much. They golden trio left the classroom as Trelawney called after them, "Careful in the third task! I see danger in your future!"
Once the three were in the secluded hallway Liana sunk to the floor, her friends surrounding her. "Lucius says they're going to get me during the third task.
Ron reached for Liana and pulled her into a tight hug. After Ginny's death the two seemed to put all their difficulties behind them.
"Nobody has really even seen Lucius since last fall. He's practically gone missing." Hermione said.
"He's doing something for Voldemort. I know it." Liana said. "He's the main Death Eater after me."
"We're not going to let that happen." He spoke defiantly. Liana knew Ron really didn't have a say in the matter, but she found comfort in his comment and smiled at him. He'd become more protective of her after his sister's death, too. "I won't let any Death Eater near you."
8.
The morning of the task arrived. Summer had practically arrived at the castle. Liana spent the night in her dungeon bedroom. The stress of the event was taking a toll upon Liana. She wanted to be alone to gather her thoughts before the task. She wanted to tell Severus about the "dream" she had during Divination, but she knew he wouldn't be happy about her "seeing things." So she kept it to herself.
9.
After class, that day of the dream, she told Harry, who looked completely terrified. Liana starred off into the distance; Ron crossed her mind for some reason as Harry looked at her so intensely; he kissed her forehead. Harry seemed more worried about the final task than Liana.
When evening arrived she snuck down to the dungeon. She was glad to find only Remus sitting at the kitchen table. She told him about Harry being exceptionally worried. "He must have very strong feelings towards you."
Liana nodded seriously. "I love you, Remus."
"And I love you, too, Lion." He grinned.
Liana, who lately had been secretly thinking about love and her feelings towards certain boys, asked, "Do you love, Tonks?" She knew it was a stupid question; of course he loved his fiancée, but Liana just felt the need to ask. Matters with Harry were very romantic and intense, and she wanted to be sure if it was actually indeed real love, and she thought her petty question to Remus might help her organize her thoughts.
Remus took a long sip of coffee. "I just might," he said with a chuckle. "Is everything alright?" Remus could tell there was a deeper issue.
Liana nodded quickly. "Well, are you going to marry her soon?" She said optimistically.
"We'll see, we'll see…" He said to her before she scooted off to bed.
10.
As she watched the sun rise in her window she began getting dressed. She wore her red champion's uniform and she braided her dark hair down her back, leaving a few longer pieces around her face and bangs out of the braid.
She walked from her bedroom towards Severus's office. She saw Severus and Sirius sitting at the kitchen table; she snuck by, still wanting to avoid her father. She opened the door leading to his office.
"Liana?"
Severus didn't sound angry still; in fact it was quite comforting to hear him speak in his softer tone because she hadn't heard that voice in a few days, but she still slipped from the door and up to the Great Hall for breakfast, not like she was able to eat anything though.
11.
The task arrived quicker than Liana had hoped. She was hardly able to take a bite of toast, so her stomach was grumbling for reasons other than nerves. The four champions stood outside the maze with their families as the students began to gather in.
Remus and Tonks were the closet to Liana; she made polite conversation with her father, but she still felt edgy around him after he yelled at her like a dunderheaded first year, and Sirius also stood nearby under Liana's invisibility cloak.
"Champions!" Dumbledore called the four nearby.
"Good luck!" Whispered Sirius as she slipped away as her family moved up into the Quidditch stands.
Dumbledore gave the instructions as Liana looked into the maze. She couldn't believe how different her Quidditch field looked. The field was so overgrown the grass was thick bushes much higher than her own height, but the crowd about was still able to see below into the maze.
When Liana was finally able to enter the maze she turned around and looked back out. Dumbledore gave a quick kind smile; her eyes glanced over to her Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Moody. Before Dumbledore, or anyone else, could see he pointed in a direction. Liana looked questionably at him, causing Dumbledore to notice, but before she could see if anything happened the bushes grew instantly and rapidly, enclosing her in the maze.
She moved around the maze in the direction in which Moody pointed. As she rounded a corner she heard a scream and gasps from the crowd. Fleur Delacour was lying on the ground. A cold chill went up Liana's back as she felt a deep pit of depression fill her stomach and into her heart. A Dementor stood over her.
"Expecto Patronum!" She focused her mind and cast the spell. She wasn't sure if it would help Fleur much. She didn't quite master the spell when Remus assisted her with it last year.
But apparently she had now…
A ghostly colored fawn emerged from the tip of her wand as gracefully pranced around the Dementor until it flew away down the maze's corridor.
"A fawn!" Remus exclaimed proudly from above in the stands. "She really is Lily's child… Fitting for the daughter of two does." Severus was beaming, but he continued to watch what was happening below.
12.
Liana seemed to make it through the maze flawlessly. She turned a corner she didn't think she'd been around before. "Cedric!" He gave her a slight fright; she wasn't expecting to run into one of the other champions.
A giant breeze burst down the maze corridor, and then they both saw it. The tall brush moved just enough that they both saw a glint of the cup down and around the corner. They looked at each other and took off.
In the stands, her family was on edge. The Triwizard Tournament was seconds from being over.
Liana and Cedric raced with each other, but Liana couldn't keep up. Suddenly, almost as though it was bewitched, the roots of the tree sprung from the ground grasping at Cedric's ankles, winding up his legs.
Liana passed him, but she then heard him fall to the ground. She turned around, "Liana!" She paused for a moment. Something deep within her head wanted the cup, but her heart stopped her feet from moving any further.
She turned around and moved towards Cedric. Using her wand she spelled the roots into a frozen position and then knelt down beside Cedric to help him untangle himself. "For a minute there I thought you were going to let it get me."
Liana seemed horrified at the idea of leaving him in such a state, "For a minute there so did I."
Then, before anything else could be said, the great wind burst through the corridor of the brush again, and the pair took off in a race. "Take it; you saved me!" Cedric cried over the wind.
"Together!" Liana replied.
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
And then gasps filled the crowd as the pair and the cup disappeared from the maze. Severus stood up frantically; quickly he moved towards Dumbledore, but then after many minutes of ferociously yelling at the Headmaster, he heard a cry and raced back to Liana's currently invisibly godfather.
"Sirius?" He questioned in a hushed voice; Severus knew it had to of been his voice, but he had no explanation for why he would ever make a sound.
"Severus… My Mark, it's been burning since she touched the portkey and now…" He hesitated. "I'm being called." He whispered from under the cloak."
"You're not going anywhere, Sirius." A deep voice proclaimed. Dumbledore stood nearby. He spoke harshly as he took a firm grip on the invisible man's forearm; he somehow knew exactly how to find it. Sirius was now trapped; he couldn't leave the grounds to aparate away. Severus was about to rupture with anger. Remus and Tonks were trying to maintain his composure.
"This is my daughter!" Severus snapped at Dumbledore. "This is her life—this is my life! She is my life!"
"Severus, don't cause a spectacle." Dumbledore spoke calmly.
"You may have her mutt of a godfather in some kind of magically binding contract of spying, but you have no control over me!" He bellowed.
"Severus, there is nothing we can do, just wait…" Remus coaxed, but he felt nauseous with worry. Each person knew very well that the cup might never return…
13.
"Looks like we've got a live one here." One of the Death Eaters smirked as the now human Lord Voldemort stood over Liana, who was trapped against the headstone and struggling to get away.
He pressed his finger to her scar. "And now I can touch you." Liana screamed in agony. This was inconceivable pain. She shut her eyes until his hand left her forehead. When she opened them again she saw Cedric Diggory's dead body on the ground.
"And now we duel." Voldemort said as Liana was released from the headstone. She fell to her knees, weak. "Get up! Get up!" Liana literally felt as though her legs were broken from Wormtail's Crucios. When Liana realized who the man tying her to the headstone was she practically went ballistic, attacking him for betraying her parents. She didn't stop until she was tied back, with blood gushing down her arm from Wormtail's knife.
"Not like she has much of a chance anyway!" Cried the dark haired witch from Liana's nightmare.
"Thank you, Bellatrix." Voldemort sneered.
Bellatrix? Liana wondered if the woman was Bellatrix Lestrange, the woman she knew tortured Neville's parents.
"Any other kind encouragement?" Voldemort spoke sarcastically. "I must say I am disappointed none of you reached out to help me over the years… But still you come tonight as though not a day has passed. All but two of you, and trust me, their service will be greatly appreciated."
From the ground Liana looked around. She couldn't even find Lucius Malfoy, and she knew the other Death Eater was Sirius Black. Liana had a gut feeling Dumbledore had something to do with Sirius not arriving with the others. She recognized Karkaroff standing nearby.
Her thoughts were interrupted as Voldemort turned around once again, "I almost forgot about you… Now I said GET UP!" Voldemort cast a couple unforgiveable curses on Liana. First the torture curse. This wasn't Liana's first Crucio, but this felt nothing like the one Quirrell performed on her during her first year. That was a pinch compared to this. She twitched on the ground uncontrollably. Then Voldemort cast the second unforgivable curse, forcing her to stand on her legs that were in excruciating pain.
"Surely you've been taught to duel? First we bow… I said BOW!" Liana disobeyed. Voldemort cast another unforgivable forcing her to bow down to him. She was able to fight it at first but then Voldemort let out a yell and she couldn't help but to bend down.
"Avada Kedavra!"
Liana only had enough time to duck behind the headstone.
"I want to see the look in your eyes as I kill you, Liana Evans!"
Liana found some bravery in her heart that she didn't even know she had. With all her strength she stood up.
Once more Voldemort cried the killing curse, at the same time Liana exclaimed, "Expelliarmus!"
A bond was formed between the wands. A glowing strand connected the two points. Then something emerged from the center point. A body—Cedric Diggory.
He looked at Liana, not with sad eyes but with understanding and almost worry about her still existing life. "Please, take my body back. Take my body back to my parents." Liana nodded. Then another appeared.
"Mum!" She gasped. "Sweetheart, I'm so proud of you." More people continued to emerge but Liana didn't know them; she didn't know any of them until James Potter emerged. Lily continued to speak, "We can linger for a moment, but just get back to the cup." Lily had her ghostly hands on Liana's shoulders. Liana nodded; she was speechless that her mother was before her. "Daddy will be waiting for you. Ready? Let go… Sweetheart let go…"
Liana didn't know where she found the strength but she raced to Cedric's body then conjured the cup towards her. As her hand grasped around the handle she disappeared into the night as Voldemort's angry cries echoed around the graveyard.
She landed roughly on the ground, clutching Cedric's body, crying hysterically into his chest.
"Liana!" Remus and Severus were running towards her. The instant Severus was near her she flung herself from Cedric into Severus's arms.
"Dad!"
