A/N: Has it been a long time, or what? I forgot how it feels to be writing fanfiction. Well, the truth is, I got trapped in this gigant-a-mundo block. A Writer's Block to be exact. This block was meeeen. It didn't even have exit signs! It took so long to find a way out… But finally, one day, something sparked my imagination, and the rest is history. Maybe not. Anywhoozers… CHAPTER FIVE!!! THIS chapter is the one the leads to the climax of the fic. It's exciting! Believe it or not… I wrote this chapter in THREE days! It was THAT exciting to write. There is one major change in the chapter… the change is kind of scary… it involves a character. About the title, Anger is Deadly… ooooh… It has to do with the change. I know I'm being very vague. This chapter is a tiny bit violent. There isn't any blood shed. Hmm… last chapter, I said I'd give you a cameo if you found one of my favorite songs somewhere in the chapter… well, no one found it! I should have known. It was "Beautiful Day" by U2, if you're wondering. Calista said it when she asked Snape to talk to her after class. To the thank yous: Caius Julius- Thank you for encouraging me to write! You kept leaving reviews that kept asking for the next chapter… you were the angel that got me out of the Writer's Block. Draco_Requiem- Thank you so much for beta reading! You did a wonderful job! You came to the rescue right when I needed you! (My regular beta reader, Harry's tulip, has gone away to Massachusetts… but will be back). Well… sit back, and enjoy the ride!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry, Hermione, Ron, or any of the people, places, things, or ideas that are found in the Harry Potter books. Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling (the Great). Even the major plot line does not belong to me; it belongs to Lois Duncan author of the novel Killing Mr. Griffin (which is a great read, by the way). I, in no way claim any rights to any of the trademarked material in this fanfiction. I make no money out of this. The only thing I own is Calista (and her mirror), which is my own character.
Killing Snape
Chapter 5: Anger is Deadly
Calista glanced at the oak. Her palms were sweaty and her heart was beating fast. Come on Calista, this is it. And you're done.
She casually walked over to Snape's other side, so she could get him positioned just right. Calista, you can do it.
She stopped and Snape stopped. Perfect. He had his back to the oak. Calista looked at the bushes behind Snape. They stirred.
The rest happened in a split second.
Harry and Ron leaped out of the bushes and they stunned Snape. Snape yelled, his face in an expression of sheer terror. "Calista, run!" Snape yelled.
Calista watched as Harry and Ron threw the helpless Snape to the ground. They blindfolded him, and took off his robes.
"They're hurting him." She whispered out loud.
"Calista, go!" Ron yelled angrily, as he and Harry lifted Snape and went under the invisibility cloak.
She watched them as they ran into the Forbidden Forest. And slowly, the tears came. They flowed down her cheeks and dripped onto her robes, making large, black, wet spots.
"What have I done?" She said as her voice became overcome with guilt. She started walking backwards, and fell to the ground. "Oh God, what have I done?"
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Hermione walked through the halls. She was supposed to get Calista, and then they were supposed to go the clearing in the Forbidden Forest that Ron had told her about.
She hoped Peeves's directions to the Slytherin common room were correct. She had made a bargain with him. She had exchanged some of Fred and George's joke shop goodies for directions.
"All for stupid Calista." Hermione complained out loud. " Calista this, Calista that. Hermione be nice to Calista. It's all about her, isn't it? And here I am doing all the work, and all she did was walk outside."
She came to the corridor where the common room was supposed to be.
"What do you think you're doing, Mudblood?"
Hermione turned around.
"Malfoy, do us all a favor
"Funny you should say that, Hermione. Because that just might be your punishment when Snape finds out what you're doing." Draco said, looking very smug.
"What are you talking about?" Hermione suddenly felt her palms become sweaty. "I'm not doing anything, but walking down a corridor."
"Don't lie, Hermione." Draco said menacingly. "I know perfectly well what you are doing."
Hermione just stared at him, while he walked around her. She was digging her nails into her flesh. Malfoy couldn't possibly know about our plan, she thought tensely, the only person that could have told him is Calista. Stupid, stupid, Calista. We never should have trusted her. I'm going to kill that little--.
Draco interrupted her thoughts. "You're spying, Hermione. You're spying on us, because you want to find out our Quidittich plays, for the match tomorrow. Potter sent you, am I right?"
Hermione laughed, relieved that Malfoy didn't know about what she was really doing.
"Whatever, Malfoy." and she turned around and left.
"I'm telling Snape what I caught you doing!" Malfoy yelled from behind her. "Five-hundred and fifty-two points from Gryffindor!" He said imitating Snape's voice. He went away snickering.
That Malfoy just oozes immaturity, thought Hermione. And so much for Calista. I'll just tell Ron the truth, that Malfoy wouldn't let me anywhere near the Slytherin common room entrance.
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"Where the bloody hell is Hermione?" Ron asked, after he and Harry had carried Snape into the clearing and were a good distance away from his motionless body.
"I don't know, but I sure hope she and Calista get here soon."
Harry looked at Snape nervously. They had taken off the stunning spell and had tied him to a tree with rope, so he would be able to beg. So he could cry, and grovel at their feet for forgiveness and to let him go. Harry liked the idea of Snape begging, but was still a little nervous. Well, at least he's blindfolded, so he can't see us.
"Any day now, Hermione." Ron said as he intently watched for her.
"Ron, Ron, I think I see her!" Harry whispered.
"Where?"
"There, near the--."
"Oh, yes, I see her." Ron said and walked towards her.
"I don't like this place!" Hermione declared loudly, as soon as Ron came near.
"Shhh!" Ron put his finger on his lips. "Snape." He motioned towards the tree where Snape was tied up. "Where have you been all this time?"
"Malfoy. He held me up."
"Malfoy! Malfoy! How'd he get into it?"
"I was walking towards the Slytherin common room
"So, you let Malfoy see you AND you didn't get Calista." Ron looked at her with an expression of annoyance and anger.
"There wasn't anything I could do!" Hermione protested.
"But Hermione, don't you understand, you just let Malfoy see you when all three of us were supposed to be "studying" in the library! You just blew our alibis!"
"You couldn't have been at the library AND in the corridor talking to Malfoy at the same time." Harry put in.
Ron turned around and cursed under his breath. He kicked a clod of dirt.
Hermione pouted.
Harry turned to Ron, "Come on, Ron. Let it go. Look. Snape, over there, is just begging to be tortured." He smiled, and Ron smiled back.
"All right, Hermione," Ron turned back to her. "It's ok
The three walked closer to Snape. They pointed their wands at their throats and muttered "Ottilious Oralosis." The spell would make their voices entirely different from their own, so Snape would not be able to recognize them.
Ron smiled and nodded at Harry and Hermione. They were all anticipating the moment.
"Hello, Professor." Ron said with his new voice.
Snape looked up, but it was useless because he was blindfolded and couldn't see a thing.
"I suppose you think this is a joke." Snape said coldly.
"No joke, Professor. Entirely different reason." Harry replied in a deep voice that made him sound much older.
"Untie me now, or you'll be sorry."
"Not so fast. Aren't you going to ask why we did this?" Ron said.
"I don't care why you did this." Snape said icily. "I already know that you're two stupid boys with a sick sense of humor."
"Two boys with a sick sense of humor, eh?" Hermione took over.
Snape twisted his head around.
"There are a lot more of us here than you think." She continued. "Every student that you ever insulted."
"You're lying. That's not possible." Snape replied.
"It's the truth. All of us are here for one thing," said Ron. "And that's to tell you and show you how we feel when you take our self worth, what we stand for, and our dignaty and tear us apart
We're here today to show you how it's like to feel like shit."
"I've never heard such nonsense in my life! Untie me now!"
"Don't you get it, Professor? We aren't going to untie you until you beg."
"I most certainly will not!"
"Hey, come here! I found this vial." Hermione yelled from the other end of the clearing. "What is it?" She asked holding up the vial for Ron and Harry to see.
"Mandrake juice--Cardorel." Ron read. "I haven't the foggiest."
"Give that to me right now!" Snape yelled struggling with the ropes.
Ron looked at the vial and then at Snape.
"You know what, I'm going to get rid of it, just because you want it." Ron threw the vial into the forest. After a second there was the sound of glass breaking.
"I'll find out who you are, and you'll pay!" Snape said in outrage.
"We'll give you one more chance. Beg right now, or stay in the forest where no one will be able to find you. You won't have any food or water, and worst of all, you'll be left here
Harry gave Ron a look. Ron answered with a look that said, I only said that to scare him, to make him feel threatened.
"I will not beg! And I will not give in to some idiots threats!" Snape yelled in fury, as he kicked and struggled with the ropes. He looked pitiful as he thrust himself around, trying to wriggle out.
"Your decision." Ron said simply. He turned around and walked away. Hermione and Harry followed.
When they were a safe distance from Snape, Harry turned to Ron.
"Ron! Are you crazy? We can't just leave him! Who knows what can happen to him out here! We have to take him back!"
"No way! Harry, we got this far
"But Ron! What if something happens to him?
"Harry, nothing's going to happen. We'll come back for him tonight. He'll beg us to let him go
"But it'll be near midnight before the match ends and I'm all cleaned up."
"He'll be all right! Trust me. We'll come here and take him back after the match, whether he begs or not."
Harry paused and considered this. "Ok, fine. But we absolutely have to take him back, whether he begs or not."
"Deal. Come on, let's go."
Hermione looked back at Snape. The only movement now was the rising and falling of Snape's chest. He was breathing deeply.
"Nobody deserves it more than he does." Said Hermione.
* * * * * * * * *
Calista lay face down on her four-poster. Her eyes were tear-stained and her face was red and blotchy. Her curtains were drawn, and her robes were messy. Her hair was knotted and tangled, and it was covering her face. But she didn't care. She didn't care about anything. Anything except Snape. His last words kept running through her mind. "Calista, run!" At that last moment, he hadn't cared about himself. The first thing that came into his mind was Calista. He had cared about her. But it hadn't even occurred to him that Calista had been a part of his kidnapping. A part of 'The Plan.' It was for that very reason
"Calista! Aren't you coming to the match? It's us against the Gryffindors." Millicent
Millicent is just asking me to come so she can make me hold her extra food again, Calista thought.
"No."
"Suit yourself." Millicent said, as she closed the door.
* * * * * * * * *
Calista's mirror looked at her sadly.
"Poor, poor child." It whispered. "I wish there was something I could do. But I am only a mirror after all, not a miracle worker."
Maybe it would help if I talked to her, thought the mirror.
"Calista? It said. "Calista?
Calista got up out of bed and looked at the mirror. Something right then and there sparked anger in the girl's heart.
"You! You! It's your fault! It's your fault this happened!" Her words came out in gasps. "If it weren't for you!"
"Please child, calm down." The mirror said.
"No! Shut up! This time I'm not listening to you! Not this time!"
She picked up the mirror and threw it to the ground. The mirror shattered into pieces, all the while crying in agony.
Her breathing was labored. Adrenaline filled her body. Pure rage and hatred. She passed out.
Next Chapter: A !BIG! Surprise. If you want to miss a chapter… don't pick the next one. It's pivotal.
A/N: We'll never see her in the same light again. Well, I guess everyone's two faced, at times. But, this is a little too much. I think Calista and I need to have a talk. Oh, and, if you're going to review, please, tell the truth. Tell me what you honestly think. I'll work on the next chapter…until then…