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"No, my child, I will contact her anyways." Severus murmured as he carried Ginny and levitated Blaise behind him.
Severus collapsed heavily into a chair in his private office. He had just finished contacting all six people, and it had been hell. He was exhausted and he still had to brew potions for Poppy. As he nursed his butterbeer, his mind wandered to what had just occurred...
"What? What do you mean my little Ginevra was hurt?" Severus winced. Even through the Floo Molly Weasley's shrill voice rattled his ears.
"Calm down Mollykins, I'm sure there was a good reason." Arthur said, hugging his wife from behind, eyeing Snape suspiciously. Severus sighed.
"There was an attack on Hogsmeade, and-" He was interrupted by Molly's loud gasps. He rolled his eyes
"And your daughter was right in the middle of it. She'll be fine – Poppy said it was just a depleted magical core, which should heal by tomorrow or the day after, a mild concussion and a few scrapes and bruises." Arthur nodded in thanks as Molly Weasley wailed.
"We'll be over in a jiffy," Arthur told him as he pulled a sobbing Molly Weasley into a hug, "As soon as Molly stops crying."
Severus shuddered. He had left the Weasleys with Molly screaming about how her baby Ginevra nearly died. That woman is a menace, honestly. Severus grimaced before taking a long swig of butterbeer. Augusta had been even worse, Severus thought, grimacing at the woman in the vulture hat.
Augusta's eyes stared at him, making him uncomfortable as he stared back, suppressing the urge to shuffle his feet nervously. The fact that she had made him floo to her house was bad enough, never mind the fact that he had to let himself be gazed at harshly
"Where were you?"
"Pardon?" Severus asked, taken aback at the question.
"Where were you when my granddaughter was fighting for her life with her friends? From what I've heard of it, the battle continued for at least an hour according to my Neville. Are you telling me that none of you professors managed to get to the plaza in an hour?"
Severus felt a stone settle in his stomach.
"I tried, believe me I tried. The closest I got was the Three Broomsticks. I was struck down by someone quickly," He said, showing her the faint trace of a long gash on his wand arm. "I tried to duel with my other hand, but it didn't work as well and well, I only just managed to get to the Three Broomsticks. I shot a few spells at the figures fighting Ginevra and Blaise, but the figure dueling Maya was just too quick and nimble to shoot. I tried my best Augusta, really."
The old lady sighed. "I believe you. You're a good man Severus Snape. Now go and tell my Neville about his sister's plight."
Severus cringed at the memory of informing her brother about Maya's injury. Gryffindors are even worse than I ever thought…
"Mr Longbottom. May I please speak to you?" Longbottom gulped nervously and nodded, shakily climbing out of the portrait he had matured a lot since First Year, the potions professor still intimidated him quite a bit.
"It's about Maya isn't it," Neville stated bluntly, not even giving Snape a chance to speak. "She's been hurt."
"Yes," Snape nodded, "her magical core has been severely depleted, and she has many broken bones. She has also been put under the cruciatus." He frowned when he heard Neville gasp. "Is something wrong?"
"No professor, it's just that Maya was tortured in Malfoy Manor by Bellatrix Lestrange when they were on the run." Neville told him. "I'm just a little worried that her old nightmares will come back and haunt her." Though he tried to remain strong, Severus could see the boy's worry through his eyes.
"You are terrified." Snape stated, gaining the attention of Longbottom. "You are scared she'll regress from her mind healing and go back to being the scared girl she was just after the I promise you that she'll be -"
"Hah! It would serve her right!" Ronald Weasley's voice cut through every conversation in the common room. "Who cares if the stuck up bint dies? I certainly don't! In fact, I hope she does die, then maybe the world will get some peace, right Harry, hm?" Weasley declared, elbowing Harry and looking at him expectantly.
Potter drew back a hand and punched Weasley in the face, breaking his nose – it was a very satisfying crack, and then carrying on with his caught Severus' eye and nodded respectfully.
Neville however was furious. By the time anyone could pull him off Weasley, the red head was sprouting two black eyes and a bleeding nose. No one bothered to fix it.
"5 points from Gryffindor for attacking a fellow student Mr Potter, Mr Longbottom." Snape drawled, causing Weasley's features to light up in smugness.
"30 points to Gryffindor for good self-control Mr Longbottom, and 10 to Mr Potter as well." Snape continued, smirking when the whole house looked at him, shocked. The potions professor NEVER gave out points to any house but Slytherin!
"Oh and Longbottom? You may visit her on Tuesday – she will only be awake then" Severus addressed Neville once more, getting a nod of appreciation before smirking widely and turning back to the red headed boy on the floor.
"Oh and a detention Weasley with Mr Filch, doing what he wants you to do. Be in the Great Hall at nine in the evening. If you are even a second late there will be many more detentions, one for each second." And with that, Snape exited the room, robes billowing and leaving a silent house behind.
Blaise's mother had been even worse…
Allegra Zabini was a known heartbreaker in the Wizarding World, and Severus now knew why. He had floo called her, only to see her with another man. He hastily had needed two glasses of firewhisky after seeing , the little brat had dared to chuckle at him.
"Was she with another man?" Severus just nodded mutely.
"ALLEGRA!" The woman had jumped, glaring at him before recognizing who he was.
"Ah! Severus! How can I help you?"
"It's about Blaise Allegra, he's –"
"I'm sure he'll be fine. Blaise is tough! Now, is that all?"
Severus' jaw dropped. Did she not care at all?
"Allegra," He stated, clamping on his Occlumency shields to stop his rising temper, "Blaise has a severely depleted magical core, a concussion and has just been in a fight for his I were you, I'd hurry over and see him RIGHT NOW, or something might just happen." Allegra paled and nodded quickly.
He had been glad to see the end of that. Who cares if he had exaggerated just a tiny little bit? It worked, didn't it?
Allegra had already come, kissing her son on the forehead as she fussed over Blaise tried his hardest to push her away, Severus could see the joy in his eyes.
"Thank you Uncle." Severus looked towards him and nodded before turning back to his had been the easiest, even with her maternal instincts…
"Narcissa? Draco was hurt in an attack at Hogsmeade. He has a severely depleted magical core, a few broken bones and a concussion."
Narcissa nodded mutely. "Was he dueling?"
"No," Snape frowned, "He was trying to control Fiendfyre." Narcissa gasped.
"But then his core should have been completely depleted! Only the caster can control it, and even their magical core is depleted! How did he survive it?"
Severus sighed. "Narcissa, it's time I come clean with you. Draco is an elemental, the fire one. That's why he could control the fiendfyre, but he also had some help from his soulmate, leading her to a near-death experience. I'm sure you've read books about them?" Narcissa nodded. " , then you know how they can share energy with each other. This is what his soulmate did."
"Oh Severus, who is she?"
"I cannot tell you without asking her first. But just remember, once Draco brings her home you must welcome her with open arms, for I know that Draco would rather turn his back on you than on his mate. The two are already extremely close."Narcissa just nodded, staring off into the distance.
Finally his work was done, and now he could continue making potions while worrying about his godson and his sighed. Who knew life after the war could be just as hectic as the war itself?\
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