THEY'RE ONLY 30 YEARS APART....

* (not anymore, I guess....) *

Chapter five - Wow, another confession

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Megan pushed her blanket away, and went out of bed. She opened the curtains. Awesome, a room for yourself, with no other yelling children in it. Even though it was small, it felt familiar. When she watched our the window, she realized this was the day she was going to "show" herself to the others. No hiding anymore. She took a good breath, and opened her wardrobe. Hm, she had wore those clothes when she was 11 years old.... A week ago. Now that she was 31, she had to dress herself like 31. Megan was really grown-up. She noticed that she had changed in a lot ways. Her appearance, of course, but also her taste and will. She didn't want to play games anymore, and she didn't even know how she thought about Chris. Strange, but one thing hadn't changed; the way she felt about Snape.

With some spells she changed some clothes to the things she liked, and chose a nice combination. Dumbledore had taken care that she could stay in this room to think things over, without being disturbed. That had been very useful, but painful though. How would her friends react? How would her parents react? And how would Snape react? And the department of wizardry? Will there be a punishment? No, had Dumbledore told. He assured her that there wouldn't come something like that.

Megan had to admit she was a little nervous. She called Dumbledore, and he came to her immediately.

"So, you're going out?" he said with his friendly smile.

Megan nodded.

"Oh, come on, don't look that serious! May I tell you that you're looking great?"

Megan now smiled too. "Thank you, profes...."

"Call me Albus now!"

"Oh, that's right. Thank you, Albus."

"You're welcome. Before you go, do you want to stay here, or do you want your place in the Ravenclaw girls Dormitory back?"

"Oh thanks, but this will do it."

"Okay then. Now get lost!"

Megan walked out of her room and came in the part of the castle where she was lost. She sighed, and recalled the first time she was here. Snape hadn't like it at all seeing her there, but he had lead her back to the Great Hall. She could dream that. Dumbledore told her which way to go, and not much later she was in the part she did know. A lot of children stared at her when she walked by. She really wanted to scream something, tell them to look to something else. She felt relieved when she saw Harry, Ron and Hermione. With a accelerated step she walked to them.

"Hey!" she said.

The trio looked up.

"Who are you?" Ron asked.

"Guess..." Megan said.

Hermione squeezed her eyes. "No... No! Can't be!!"

"What's wrong? Who are you??" Harry asked.

"Megan?"

"Yap! That's me." she said happily. Three mouths fell open. A silence fell, and all three were staring at Megan, who smiled nervously. Harry was the first one to recover.

"H.. Ho..w?"

"I'll tell ya later! Bye!" She had seen Chris, who was walking very fast. Megan thought it would look very strange if a new 30 year old woman would ran trough the school calling a name, so she decided to wait for her after class. As soon as she came out of the charms room, Megan jumped before her. Chris' eyes grew big, and she almost fainted. In the Ravenclaw Common Room Megan told her everything.

Chris' surprise went bigger and bigger.

"SNAPE?" she yelled.

"Hush! Not everybody needs to know it!"

"Oh, that's right. But Snape? Give me at least ONE REASON, why you've chosen Snape, out of all those other guys."

Megan sighed, and dreamily stared at nothing. She was about to say something she had always wanted to say.

"You're to young to understand..."

Megan started to laugh, and the Ravenclaws in the room looked at her like she was nuts. Chris laughed with her. Megan felt relieved now that she had told her story to someone else, so the laughter went louder and louder.

"May I ask what's so funny?" Snape asked. He had just came in.

"May I ask what you're doing here??" Megan asked. She began to like being an adult. She couldn't be punished because of being rude to teachers, she was just as old. She noticed that Snape was paler than before, or was that just because she hadn't seen him for a week?

"I have to discuss some things to you." he said. Megan nodded, and followed Snape to his dungeon where they sat down. Snape sighed.

"Last month you told me you're in love with me. Last week you made yourself older. What's going to be next?" His voice was cold as always, but Megan could see he was nervous.

"I don't love." He said "love" like he was saying something really bad. Megan wanted to protest, but she first wanted to hear what he was about to say.

"So it's useless. I want you to stop."

"I can't. Love is not something with an on/off button. The only way to stop it is to commit suici..."

"Don't do that." Snape interrupted her. "That's just as useless. Death is no escape."

Megan didn't plan to commit suicide at all, but she wanted Snape to say that.

"See you're not totally heartless!"

Snape kept silence.

"Can I ask you some things?" Megan asked. Snape looked at her for a few seconds, but then he gave a nod.

"Why did you only know my name at the beginning of the school year? You didn't knew the name of 'the boy before me'."

Snape didn't make a noise.

"Why didn't you punish me when I objected against you taking points? If somebody else would have done that you would have taken all Ravenclaw's points."

Snape still kept silence.

"Why???! For gods sake, tell me why!!"

A silence fell. Megan made a noise of unbelief, but then Snape sighed.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you all. Maybe then you'll understand..." Snape stared at the ground. "When I was younger, I was a death eater."

Megan swallowed. But if that's all, she could live with that.... Snape seemed to read her mind.

"That's not it. One day, the lord told me and some other death eaters to kidnap an old wizard. They said he knew a lot, and we might use him. But like I said, it was an old wizard, and he seemed to have a lot of experience. There was a big fight. He fought back, brave, and even eliminated a death eater. That made me mad, I wouldn't just let that sneaky old man ruin my success. So I killed him. The lord was very mad at me, and he almost killed me... But that's not the point."

"Well then, what IS the point??" Megan asked. So this was where he felt guilty about. It sure was a touching story, but that was in the past, right? Liked Dumbledore said, what happened, happened. And what did she have to do with it? Snape went on.

"That old man.... It was not just an old man. It was your granddad, Elenor Reynolds."

An unpleasure shiver went trough Megan. She looked at Snape, who was still looking at the ground. No, she thought. No, that could not be true. That was SO bad.

"Come on, tell me you just told me that to scare me off, right?" She tried to stay calm.

Snape shook his head no. Now she really lost her cool. She grabbed Snape's collar, and forced him to look at her.

"Listen, this is NOT funny. Now tell me the real reason you know my name. COME ON!"

"I TOLD YOU! IT'S HARD TO BELIEVE, BUT IT'S TRUE! STOP DENYING IT!"

Megan was so shocked. This was so wrong. So terrible. Megan didn't know what to do. She wanted to cry, to laugh, to scream. She let Snape's collar go, and ran back to her room. She fell on her bed, and started crying. When she was finished crying, the anger came. What was he thinking? How could he? Why didn't he tell her before... Before she took 20 years away? WHY?! She wanted to know, but she didn't want to see Snape, so she called Dumbledore again. He would know.

"Why did he tell me?" she asked.

Dumbledore sat down. His face was very serious, and every single wrinkle went a furrow.

"Wouldn't you?"

"I don't know. But why didn't he tell me earlier?"

"Then what? Would you stay a child?"

Megan had to think about that. "No, I wouldn't. Of course not. It was... In the past, right?"

"That's right."

"Now tell me about those death eaters."

"If that's what you like. Death eaters are the followers of Lord Voldemort. He was one of the strongest wizards ever. But he was bad. He wanted to turn the world into an evil world, with no love, no sweet things, no singing, no happiness. But he couldn't do this on his own. So he searched for people who wanted to join them, he took people from Azkaban, he told about his ideas to other evil wizards, and even forced people to join him. He got more and more followers, and more and more people were being missed, or killed. This followers called themselves Death eaters. They had a scar on their wrist, and their own sign. The scar became darker every time Voldemort was close. And every time they killed somebody they left that sign behind. Most of the people scared those Death eaters more than Voldemort himself. But when Voldemort lost his powers, most of the Death eaters were being caught and had to spend their lifes in Azkaban. But if they were lucky, they were acquited."

"Like Snape?"

"Like Severus, that's right."

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