Catherine's POV

We went to the Great Hall, as my father was at least merciful enough to allow us to dispose of our dead. When Harry, Hermione, Ron and I entered, most of the bodies were there. I took a deep breath as I took my wand out and flicked it, creating sheets for the bodies, each a color for the house they were in. Some people thanked me, while others glared. A few even cursed me verbally. I just bowed my head and stepped out of the room. McGonagall found me in the hall.

"Smith?" She said gently. I looked up to her from my spot on the floor. "You are not your father's child, you are welcome in the Great Hall." I shook my head.

"No... I... I need to go dispose of... Papa." I burst into tears again, and McGonagall kneeled next to me, pulling me into her arms. "He killed him. He killed him because the Elder Wand wasn't loyal to him. So he killed my Papa." McGonagall held me tighter.

"Come. I'll help you." She said gently, before standing up with me and coming with me to the boat house. Seeing him lie there again was almost too much, but McGonagall helped me bring his body back to the castle. People stared as we came in with him. Some had the nerve to spit on him, and it took Hermione and Neville to keep me from hexing them to death.

We laid Papa far from the others, were I could cry over him openly. I moved my wand over him, healing his body. Once I was done I smiled softly.

"There Papa. Good as new." I grabbed his hand, dead cold, and began to talk to him. "Remember when I was five, and I almost blew up your potions lab because I was messing with your ingredients and was trying to brew a potion that would turn mature mandrakes purple?" I giggled softly. "Or third year when I made the perfect shrinking solution, but accidently spilled it on Crabbe's book and it took you three weeks to not only clean up the mess, but get Crabbe's book back to normal size without the use of Engorgio?" I smiled softly. "Grandma told me that my first word was Papa, and it was when I was in your lap. You were so surprised she said, and that she had never seen you so happy and confused in her entire life." I turned to him. "Or when I was in my 'I wanna marry this person' stage when I was six. You promised to walk me down the aisle, and that you'd make sure that whoever was taking my hand would know that if they ever hurt me, you'd be after them. That though you weren't proud to have been a Death Eater once, that you would use that to your advantage, and make sure they knew that I was to be treasured, because no one would find a girl as sweet or troublesome as me." I squeezed his hand. "Who's supposed to now?!" I ignored the eyes that turned to me. "Who's supposed to walk me down the aisle? To tell me I'm an idiot but you can't choose my husband for me? To give me advice at three in the morning when my daughter won't go to bed, or make sure my son knows that being a Hufflepuff is fine as long as he's not taken advantage of for being so kind hearted? To tell me everything's going to be alright when my nightmares become too strong? To be blunt and tell me that I'm too nice? Who's going to be there when I need a father?" I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see Hermione. I automatically clung to her and sobbed.

"Cat." She said softly. "Harry will kill him. Harry will avenge Snape for you."

"And I'll turn in every single Death Eater that turned up today. To bring justice to the lives lost today." I said. Hermione nodded and we stood. "Go to Ron, Hermione. He needs you." I said as I looked over to the Weasley family that was still mourning the loss of Fred.

"Cat-" I shook my head.

"Go to him." She nodded slowly before heading over to Ron. I looked back to Severus and pulled my wand out again. With a wave, I made a silver sheet to lay on him, and once it had settled, I sat back down.

I stayed there until the next day came, and when I noticed everyone moving, I followed them outside, moving to the front to see the Death Eaters, and Hagrid off to the side, holding Harry.

"Harry Potter is dead!" Voldemort said gleefully, and I felt my stomach coil in disgust. And Ginny nearly lost it. I glared at my father as he made his 'join me or die' speech. Draco, who I didn't even know was still in the castle, went over to his parents, even got a hug from my father. And then Voldemort turned to me.

"Catherine, come here." He said, smiling. I clenched my fists.

"You killed Papa." I said, shaking my head. "That was the last straw. You killed my mother, Grandma, Grandpa and Papa. I could never join you. And Draco!" He turned to me. "You're a bloody coward, but I love you anyways. And when all this is over, we are burning those clothes." Voldemort glared at me.

"Catherine, come here." He said firmly. I smiled.

"I thought you didn't accept blood traitors. My best friend's a muggleborn, so I'm afraid I'm happy on this side, thank you very much." Voldemort was about to retort when Neville stepped forward and proved himself a true Gryffindor by standing up to my father and giving the most moving speech I have ever heard in my entire life. And then he pulled the Sword of Gryffindor out of the bloody Sorting Hat and Harry stood up and got out of Hagrid's arms, cast a spell at Nagini, then ran.

"Damn it Harry! I was just about to kill him and Nagini too." I whined, but smirked. "Oh well, deal's a deal. I'll take the Death Eaters." Voldemort chased Harry while the rest of us fought off the Death Eaters. I was quick to disarm and stupefy. Blocked and protected everyone around me, and continued until I suddenly felt a cooling feeling over take my body. The constant burn was gone, which could only mean one thing.

"Voldemort is dead!" I yelled happily, catching the Death Eaters off guard enough that we could subdue the rest of them. Auror's came and took them away. Once everything was done, what was left of my group came up to me.

"Cat. You seem happy." Luna said. I laughed.

"Of course I am. My father's dead. The man that's caused all of you so much pain is finally gone. My family's been avenged. Not to mention my back has finally stopped burning." I stopped smiling as I looked to my feet.

"You only wish Draco was here." She said. I nodded. "Don't worry. I have the feeling you'll see each other again soon." I smiled softly.

"Thank you Luna." She nodded and threaded her fingers through Neville's. I smirked. "So, when were you going to tell me this became a thing?" I asked. Luna gave me a smile.

"It just happened. I think the four of us should go out to dinner sometime. As long as there's pudding." She said. I laughed.

"Of course. But maybe after we talk to Draco and make sure he can be civil with a Gryffindor." I said as I turned to Neville. "I'm proud of you by the way. For standing against Voldemort that way. It was very brave." Neville smiled shyly.

"Well. Yeah." He said. I smiled as I turned to the others. A hand on my shoulder stopped me. I turned to see Kingsley.

"Catherine. I'm afraid to say that you have to come with me to the Ministry." I nodded and we apparated away. Once there, he put me in a cell. "You'll have a trail with the Wizengamot within the month." I nodded.

"May I ask a question?" He nodded. "The Malfoy's, are they-"

"We found them on the outskirts of Hogwarts, in the forest. It seems that they were fleeing the final battle." He said. I nodded.

"But Draco's okay?" I asked. Kingsley nodded. I let out a relieved sigh. "Thank you." He nodded again and then left me. So for a month, I sat in a cell. Alone with no one. But I accepted it. I only hoped not to be sent to Azkaban. I wanted to be with Draco, and constantly asked if it was possible to see him. The answer was always no, and depending on the person depended on how it was delivered.

When my trial day came, I was pulled out and put on one side as the trial before me was yet to be completed. It was Draco's, and Harry was standing there firmly defending him.

"He had every chance to kill me, to give me up to Voldemort, and as I said in his mother's trial, Draco didn't. Even when he knew that Voldemort could have killed him, or he could have saved his family from the situation they had found themselves in, Draco lied and protected me." I smiled. Kingsley, who was apparently the new Minister, gave Draco an 'Innocent' verdict, and I smiled. Harry turned and saw me, smiling softly. Draco turned then and saw me.

"Kitty." He said, standing. I walked to the edge of the seats, as he hurried over to me and grabbed me. "You're safe." He was crying, and I didn't care, I was too.

"Not yet." I said as I pulled back. Draco looked at me confused.

"Next case, Catherine Alice Riddle-Smith." Kingsley called. Draco's jaw dropped. I smiled and kissed his forehead.

"I love you, Draco." And I walked down to the chair, sitting and waiting.

"Do you know why you're here?" Kingsley asked. I nodded.

"Affiliation with Voldemort, and any crime I did while in his company. Which includes torture of a handful of witches and wizards. A few of which drove that individual to take their own life." I stated calmly.

"Can you tell us why you did these things?"

"To gain my father's trust. To keep myself alive. To become his second in command. A position I used to try and protect those I care most about." I tried to remain as calm as I could.

"Who did you want to protect so badly that you'd join the Dark Lord?" One of the witches asked.

"My idiot Death Eater boyfriend for one." I said with a small giggle. "He was on my father's shite list from day one. And my muggleborn best friend, Hermione Granger." I smiled sadly. "Though I admit it didn't work out as I planned. I also wanted to protect my friends in Hogwarts, as well as Harry Potter's friends."

"How can we be sure this is true?" Another witch asked.

"I can prove it." A voice said, and I turned to see Hermione. "Sixth year she told me she was going to be going to her father, to protect me. She also mentioned that something she couldn't control was going to happen. I'm guessing she was hinting at Dumbledore's murder."

"I can attest to it too." And that voice belonged to Neville. "At the beginning of seventh year, she allowed Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, and myself to use Legilimency on her, as well as gave me her wand and told me that I could snap it if I wanted too. Throughout the year, she told us Voldemort's plans and any information she got on Harry's whereabouts and his wellbeing."

"She had a chance, like Draco, to reveal me to Voldemort at Malfoy Manor, but didn't." Harry said. "She went out to make a complete lie, saying that it was definitely not me."

"She also cared for me while I was their prisoner." Luna said. "As I had said, her and Draco brought me food and kept me company in the dungeons while they were home."

"I see." Kingsley said. "I myself saw her fighting against Death Eaters and turn against her father." He nodded slowly.

"How do we know she won't just start where her father left off?" A wizard asked. Hermione scoffed.

"Since second year, she's been hexing, cursing, and jynxing people for simply uttering the word 'mudblood'. That includes Draco Malfoy." She stated. The room went up in mummers.

"I believe a lighter punishment than the Malfoy's is appropriate. Probation of magic, house arrest, and she must finish her schooling by repeating her seventh year at Hogwarts." Most of the Wizengamot agreed and I smiled, before frowning.

"Excuse me Minister... I have no home to go too." Kingsley paused and pulled out a piece of paper.

"According to the will of Severus Snape, you do." He said, and I froze, tears beginning down my face.

"W-Will?" I asked. Kingsley nodded, dismissing the Wizengamot as he began to read the will. According to it, I got what was in his vault at Gringotts, his house, and everything in it. As well as everything he had at Hogwarts. I nearly bent myself in half as I sobbed.

"Catherine, it's time for you to go." I nodded and stood, allowing the Auror to lead me out. I saw Draco on the way and broke away, hugging him close with a smile.

"Kitty? What was the verdict? What's happening?" He asked, obviously worried.

"I'll be seeing you at Hogwarts." I said, before pulling him in for a long overdo snog, before being brought to Severus' house. I smiled as I walked around. Everything from my grandparents was in the basement, being stored for what was going to be until I moved out, but that I would probably go through soon and move into the actual house itself. I smiled as I walked around the house, smiling at the pictures and laughing as I found one of Severus and Harry's mother when they were kids. It was adorable.

"An eighth year at Hogwarts, huh?" I said as I went into the master bedroom. "I think I can get around that." And I sat on the bed. "But I have a lot to do here first."

I cried so much during the first half of this chapter. But that's the end of me following the movies. From here on, we are going into HP:EWE territory and my own bullshit. Expect a lot of bullshit by the way. Just a quick warning. Also, Severus will now be exclusively called 'Papa' by Catherine. I apologize for all the skipping around with his name, and I hope that this won't confuse anyone now that that's the only way Catherine will refer to him.