Maltratar Camp

Chapter - Fulfilling the prophecy

A/N: I thought it was better adding the epilogue to the end of this chap rather than do it in a diff one. Hope you like it. Every time I read through it I have to try hard not to cry, especially at the last sentence of the epilogue.


"Seth!" Draco cried, grimacing in pain. The basilisk had bitten him. The poison spread around his body faster than he could think.

Seth looked around. Millie was near death. Draco too. Only he was left.

"I'll let you watch your sister and friend die, and then I'll kill you," the fifteen year old boy snarled. He felt the power come to him from the girl. Soon her body would be took weak to keep her alive.

Seth made a decision. If he didn't want Millie and Draco to die then he had to fight on his own. He had to fight against the huge snake.

The next few minutes he ran away from the basilisk, not daring to look into its eyes. Then suddenly there was a cry. The cry of a bird. A phoenix to be precise. Seth looked up. There was his phoenix, carrying the sorting hat. Mercury let it fall down in front of Seth's feet, then he flew towards the basilisk and poked its eyes out. But before he could fly away the snake had bitten Mercury. With a last cry the bird fell down onto the floor, dead. Not caring Seth looked at the hat. There was something poking out of it. Gryffindors sword. He took it.

Only true Griffindors could get the sword of Gryffindor.

Seth stabbed the snake. Riddle laughed.

"You'll never be able to kill it! Although its blind it can still smell you and then catch and kill you!"

Seth knew he had to act fast. One wrong move and it was over. It was over for everyone. Millie, Draco, Lucius, Severus, Minerva and many other people. Suddenly a power went through him. A weird feeling. Millie started to breath more heavily. Draco cried out in pain. Seth tried to concentrate to move away from the basilisk. Then this feeling was gone, but he felt more confident, more strong. The prophecy went through his head. He took a last stab at the snake.

He cried, doubling over. Although the basilisk fell to the floor in front of him he'd still been bitten, and a tooth poked out of his arm. But all he cared for was that the basilisk was dead.

"Ha!" he could hear Riddle's voice. "Even if you did kill it, the poison will make you die!"

Seth took the tooth out, grimacing at the pain. Then he began to crawl over to where the diary lay.

"What are you doing?" Riddle screamed as Seth stretched his arm right in the air. "What - STOP!" With his last strength Seth pushed it down. The poisonous tooth cut through the pages of the diary and ink, looking like blood, flooded the already wet floor. "NOOOO!" Riddle became transparent. He disappeared. Seth looked at Millie.

"We've done it," he muttered, not having the strength to speak out loud. "We've done it." He looked at the cold and dead body of his sister. Then he brought all his strength together and walked the few steps to where Draco lay. Draco's eyes were closed and his face was paler than usually. He didn't breathe. "We've done it," Seth repeated as he slumped down on the floor between his friend and twin sister. "We've done it..." His head fell onto the floor. His breathing became slower and slower. He felt the poison invade his body. Suddenly he heard someone run through the water which flooded the floor.

"Seth, don't go to sleep!" someone yelled. "Don't go to sleep!" But it was already too late. Seth felt his eyes closing. All his life went past them. Uncle Vernon beating him up. Dudley calling him names. Arriving at Maltratar Camp. Hanging around with Bruce, Stephen and James and all the others. Visiting Hogwarts. Going to Diagon Alley. Starting school at Hogwarts. Befriending Millie and later Draco. Finding out that Severus was his father, Minerva his mother and Millie his twin sister. Fighting against Quirrel. Leaving Hogwarts. Being dragged back to Uncle Vernon's. Nearly being killed by Voldemort. Being used as Jesus in a crib. Finally being able to live with his dad. Going back to Hogwarts. All the attacks on muggleborn students. Finding out that he was a parselmouth. Him being blamed for the attacks. Millie disappearing. Draco and him going after her. Fighting against a huge snake. Winning.

Then his heart stopped beating as the poison overtook it.

Severus took a last look at the three chosen ones. They had died for the good. They had sacrificed themselves so that other people could live. Then he left the chambers of secrets to bring the news of the deaths of the chosen ones. Now they could be celebrated like the prophecy said.

At the end of the time of life two children will be born. They will be parted. At their eleventh year of life they will meet again, but a second boy will become part of them. Only they can be the true heroes. But to be celebrated as the chosen ones, they will have to go through a task which will be difficult, more difficult than anything else. If they manage it, then they'll be ready. Ready to be celebrated, ready to save the world, and ready to give theirs for others.

Epilogue - Remembering the friendship

"Stephen, I said you should listen to me!"

"Yes, Professor Snape," the thirteen year old boy muttered, staring at his desk. There was a new science teacher at Maltratar Camp. He was stricter than anyone else. His name was Professor Snape, and everyone was scared of him.

"Sir, why can't you be more like other teachers?" Bruce suddenly complained. He knew he'd probably get into a lot of trouble for asking but he thought it'd be worth it.

"Because I am the way I am." Severus sat down at his desk, ignoring the fact that normally he'd punish someone asking questions like that.

There were two other boys except Bruce and Stephen: James and Mike. They all got on his nerves, but he loved teaching his son's old friends. His son. Seth had died three months ago. It was now September. The leaves started falling off the trees. They died. They died just like his son, his daughter and his godson had. To save other living beings. If the leaves wouldn't fall off the trees would die. If Seth, Millie and Draco hadn't died hundreds of other people would have. Everything that happened had a reason, even if you didn't want to believe it.

Since the accident Severus hadn't been in touch with any of his old friends. Not Lucius. Not Minerva. No-one. He'd left Hogwarts and everything about magic behind him the night he'd fled. He'd fled from his past. His brutally past. He'd been tortured all his life. But the biggest torture of all was losing his children. The children he had only known for two years. Two short years. He sighed again.

"What's wrong?" James asked. Although he didn't like Professor Snape he thought it'd be polite to ask.

"You know," Severus said slowly, "there had been this boy. He'd been living here since he'd been nine, but then, when he'd been nearly eleven, someone took him away from here. His whole life changed. He lost the only friends he ever had. He found new ones. He had to fight against bad people. And in the end he gave his life for the ones he loved."

Bruce, Stephen and James stared into space. Something was odd. Weird. There was something missing in their memories. And then they knew it. They gasped and exclaimed: " Harry Potter!"

A tear ran down Severus's cheek. Nothing, not even magic could destroy friendship.