Hermione looked at her hands and picked at her thumbnail. "I have a plan, but it may need some, some input from you. There is much I don't know. Madam Pomfrey has helped a little as my source of news from the outside, but I'm sure you can give me much more and it may affect how we proceed…"

"HERMIONE! You told me you had a plan, now spit it out." Snape's life was on the line and after many years of not having to rely on anyone else for his survival, he found being dependent on this chit of a girl very irksome.

Hermione jumped a bit and stood. She organized her thoughts better when she could expend her nervous energy pacing. "As I see it there are three things we need to accomplish. ONE, kill Volde.. ah, VM. TWO save the other girls from the Death Eaters. THREE capture or kill as many of the Death Eaters as we can and bring them to justice." She lifted her head to look for his approval. His expression was of his usual distain, so she continued. "It would help if you knew if any of the members of The Order survived."

Snape looked to the floor to consider telling her what he knew. He didn't need her gushing over his involvement. Besides, whether they were still alive was unknown to him. "It is said that some of them fled the castle before the fall. I am unsure how many, or how to contact them. Even if you could they would be too few in number to help us."

Hermione smiled. "That depends on what I need them to do." She hesitated for a moment. "I've thought of just about every way to kill someone as I can, but VM would probably either detect them before they could take effect, such as poisons and spells, or has some kind of shield to block anything physically incoming, hexes, knives and the like. Even a gunman in the rafters probably wouldn't work, he would stop it before the bullet could strike. I have asked Madam Pomfrey to see if she can find the surviving Order members. They will trust her and she is willing to be our go-between.. "

Severus growled "FOR. WHAT?"

Hermione was very calm and looked into his eyes. "I intend to execute VM by electric chair. I saw a move about it once. A gentle black man executed for killing a little girl, though he was innocent." Hermione was remembering the movie and it's horrible conclusion. "I need someone on the outside to rig a muggle electric power relay with a disillusioned metal chair. The loss of power to the muggles will need to be covered by a thunderstorm, the more rain the better. We rig a portkey to that chair, something He can't keep His hands off of, but no one else will dare to touch. When He picks it up, He is instantly transported to the wet chair and He won't have time to get away. Not even VM is faster than fifty thousand volts."

Hermione was in her own world with wild eyes and a maniacal grin, seeing the look on the bastards face as he fries. Snape and Ginny were looking at each other as if Hermione had lost her mind. "Once He disappears all hell will break loose with the Death Eaters. We don't want them scurrying away or simply choosing a new leader, so here's what we do. You tell VM you have discovered why the women are not getting pregnant. Minerva McGonagall had placed a curse on them. Any man to have sex with the women becomes sterile. No one can have children with the women without the curse kicking in and no children will come from the now sterile Death Eaters. If He wants children, He will have to kill and replace everyone. Not even VM is that impractical. Tell Him you think you can counter the curse, but you need them to bring the women so you can perform the two part ritual on everyone. When they arrive, we separate the women into another room, and you give the Death Eaters a potion, something harmless until a spell is cast. VM sits in the last chair He ever will, you cast the spell, and all the Death Eaters in the room are petrified. We collect their wands, all the women are safe in another room, the Order arrives and takes them all away to Azkaban. If that's not possible then the Hogwarts dungeons will do for a while." Hermione was excited about this plan and anxious to hear his ideas and opinions.

Snape sat there with no expression for a long while as if he were testing her plan for weakness. He seemed to find none except… "And what is this potion that is harmless until acted upon?"

Hermione sat back down and played with her fingernails again. "That's why I need the help of an extraordinary potions master. Surly there is something you know of that can be modified to do what we need. I know we don't have much time, but you can go to Him and tell Him the potion isn't ready but will be soon. That could buy us some time if we need it. Well?"

Snape stood and paced the room a bit himself. "That's completely mental! But I think it might work. What about the women? Are they in need of a potion as well? Riddling out what McGonagall did could take weeks."

Hermione sighed in relief. Apparently, the only obstacle she was concerned about, the potion, didn't upset him at all. "No, the women will be fine. Her spell will only last for a year and I can't think anyone would want to get pregnant immediately."

Snape nodded. That was a load off his plate. Now he could concentrate on the portkey and the potion. He knew of several candidates that could be easily modified to add a trigger to it. He could even take his own dose in front of them all to assure Voldemort and the others there was nothing wrong with it. He could take an antidote before going in. The spell to immobilize them wouldn't be difficult. Especially if the potion had an inebriating effect.

What about the portkey? Snape could immediately think of one thing. Bella's knickers. Voldemort and she had been having celebratory assignations on His throne. It was common to find her underthings under the chair. He would pick them up to sniff and fondle the next day, and no one would dare disturb them. Even the house elves wouldn't touch them after the last one who did, died badly. Unbelievable! This might work!

Ginny was getting into the sprit of things. "Hermione. Why an electric chair? Why not just send him to a volcano or something?"

Hermione nodded her head. "I thought of that, but there are no active volcanoes in Brittan and going international may slow down the portkey. No, we need to kill Him before He can think about it. My only real worry is the last bit. Handling all those Death Eaters when we aren't sure the aurors can get here on time or how many are left. You'll need help Snape. What do you say to getting a few conspirators? People you can trust, like, Lucius Malfoy."

He scoffed, she must be mad. "Lucius? Don't be stupid. Malfoy let the bastard use his home as their headquarters until Hogwarts. He's His number one toady."

Hermione became very sad all of a sudden. "You're wrong Snape. I have it on good authority that Lucius hasn't been the same since VM killed Draco. Is it true that Narcissa committed suicide after that?" Severus frowned and confirmed it. "He may be putting on a good face, but I'd bet he want's revenge. You don't have to give him the details, just ensure he won't betray us. There are quite a few last night that have their own issues with VM. I saw women from Slytherin house kneeling naked in the crowd. If your daughter had been taken to be used as someone's fuck toy baby machine, you wouldn't be too happy about it. You may even want to do something before she gets killed."