THEY'RE ONLY 30 YEARS APART....
Chapter nine - True powers
For the first time I've got nothing to say. Just read.
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They arrived at an abandoned graveyard. Megan trembled of cold and fear. Was this really it? The real end? She shook her head no. Couldn't be!
When they were brought to the central point of the graveyard, she saw immediately which one was Voldemort. He was standing in front of a tombstone. In contrast with all of the other stones, this one was rather new. When they walked closer to it, she could see what was on it.
"Yes, it has your name on it." The Dark Lord turned to Megan and Snape. The other death eaters fell back, and Megan didn't know which scared her the most; the fact she was going to die, or Voldemort's face and screeching voice. She shivered.
"And I have got one for you, too." he said while looking at Snape. Snape snorted disdainfully.
"What? Aren't you very glad that you're going to have a decent funeral, even though you haven't behaved very well?"
Snape didn't answer. A glare formed on Voldemort's face, and he pulled his wand. A cruel green beam sprung from it, and hit Snape. It struck his chest, and he fell on the ground. With a grimace of pain, Snape stood up again. Megan wanted to help him, but Snape icily pushed her away. He raised his wand to cast a spell, but Voldemort laughed coldly.
"Do you really think YOU can beat me?"
Snape grinned unpleasantly. He stared at Voldemort with a look that made Megan shiver. What was he doing? Voldemort seemed to understand it either. His smile had faded, and some death eaters started to talk uneasily to each other. Megan didn't dare to ask Snape what he was doing. She just waited...
Suddenly Snape turned to her. "Stand next to me, and close your eyes tight." he commanded, and pulled her behind him.
Megan became curious what was to happen next... Snape stared at Voldemort, almost through him. Then he raised his wand, and started to whisper words - words Megan didn't recognize. The whispering became muttering, the muttering talking, and the talking almost reached the level of yelling. Voldemort still hadn't moved. Fear gripped Megan as looked around, when suddenly she felt a sharp, cold wind.
Snape swung his wand up and down and pointed it at Voldemort. For two seconds nothing happened, and Megan thought it had failed. But she was blinded by a soundless blazing light, and fell backwards. The light faded away slowly, and when Megan could see everything again, she saw a lot had changed. Every tombstone she could see was broken, and everybody was lying on the ground, except for Snape. He was exhausted, breathing deeply and he grabbed to his neck, trying to get some more air.
Voldemort was lying on the ground, but he stood up quickly. He swayed a little, but regained balance again. He waited a few seconds to get enough strength to talk.
"Well, I have to admit I didn't expect so much power of you." he gasped. "But like you might see, it might be enough to kill some of my followers, but I am simply too powerful. And don't forget I haven't even got my full powers back..."
Megan stood up too, to keep Snape from falling down.
"Now, I think it's time to say goodbye to the two of you. Lucius, come here."
No answer. Not even a single noise. Snape grinned. "Now you're less courageous, aren't you?"
Megan wished he had just shut his mouth. The glare at Voldemort's face was the most acidic look she had ever seen.
"You fool. Do you really think I would let you get away because there's nobody to stop you? Now I'll kill you myself."
He pulled his wand, and dangerously pointed it from the one to the other.
"Who will I do first?" When there was no answer, Voldemort pointed it at Megan. "Then you'll go first. Would you like to say something before you die? Nothing sentimental please, it will make me lose my appetite...."
"Don't you touch her, Voldemort." Snape said and stepped forward. "It's not her fault, is it?"
Voldemort amused played with his wand. "Of course it isn't, Severus," he said with a faux sweet voice, but almost spat his name out. "But all those people you've killed- they were innocent too."
Snape shifted suspiciously.
"I'm serious. Leave, before Dumbledore and the others arrive."
"Thanks for the advice. I'll just finish this quickly and then find some living wizards who're wanting me as their leader." He pointed the wand at Megan. She turned her frightened eyes to Snape, and then to Voldemort. It scared her even more, so she closed her eyes as tight as she could. She heard Voldemort laughing, and mentally prepared to inflict pain.
"Crucio!"
Immediately Megan felt the pain. It rushed through her bones, through her head, through her flesh. She writhed in an attempt to make it stop. Of course it didn't work, of course it was useless... She felt the pain becoming worse once she laid on the ground; every touch hurt.
Snape looked at her in horror, and in fury. He ran to Megan, but as soon as he touched her the pain also reached him, and he quickly stepped back. He pointed his wand at Voldemort, and shot a hasty spell at him. Voldemort's wand flew out of his hand, and for a moment Megan could breathe normally again. But Voldemort lost no time finding his wand, and shot Snape into a tree. Voldemort continued torturing Megan.
When Snape stood up again, he let a snake appear in front of Snape. It was not very big, but it wrapped himself around Snape's neck immediately. His lack of air wasn't his first concern; above all he heard Megan's screaming. To Snape's relief the screaming became groaning, which began to die down softly.
He'd stopped. But then he heard the sneering voice of Voldemort.
"Enough playing with you. Say goodbye."
Snape was on the brink of suffocation - but he had to run…. Had to save…. Somehow….
He did the only thing he could do. As he was stuck with the snake, he couldn't pull his wand. He couldn't think of any consequences. He could only do what his heart told him to do. He just threw himself in front of Megan, just when Voldemort spoke out loudly "Avada Kedavra!"
For the last time Megan looked up. A green flash blinded her, but she was still able to see that dark figure in front of her. It was shining very clear, and it was the only thing she could see. She felt her fear disappear, and her worries were gone. She could only see Severus, who was standing up now. But he was shot down by something, and faded away. Megan screamed, and cried, and was suddenly aware of a hand on her shoulder. She turned around, and looked straight into the face of Snape. They looked at each other for some moments, and Megan felt herself closing to him. She could see herself reflected in his dark eyes. Her heart melt away when their lips touched each other. Megan felt intense happiness, and tenderly stroked his hair. She moved some distance to take a look at him, but regretted it when Snape faded away again, and the light turned into the dark graveyard.
What had happened?
She stood up, and saw Snape raising himself too. He looked confused, and carefully touched his lips. Megan could see the question in his eyes. There was only one way to answer that. She walked to him, and kissed him again. When they had separated at last, Megan glanced around. A flicker of light, and suddenly Dumbledore, the other teachers and people from the ministry were standing everywhere. Dumbledore broadly smiled at her, with twinkling eyes. But they didn't twinkle very long: Megan had forgotten all about Voldemort. He was now in a fight with a group of at least twenty wizards. Dumbledore ordered a wizard to bring them back to Hogwarts, but Snape walked to Dumbledore.
"Why won't you let me help?"
Dumbledore smiled again, but sighed behind it.
"You've done enough, Severus, thank you. And I think there's someone waiting for you." He looked at Megan. Snape followed his look.
"Alright. But make sure you get the bastard. Let's go." he sighed, removing some blood from his cheek. Megan once again only felt intense happiness when they walked away.
"And?" both Megan and Snape asked when Dumbledore arrived on the school grounds. Sweat drops were on the head of the old wizard. He definitely seemed exhausted. His face was still bright, and he smiled. Megan knew that didn't mean a thing.
"Well, there was a lot fighting, and I even got him caught with my self- designed spell...."
"Is he eliminated?" Snape asked impatient. The face of Dumbledore became a bit more serious. He bit on his lip.
"Eliminated, yes, but not for ever. He escaped before the ministry could do that."
Fear caught Megan again. Voldemort still wasn't dead. He'd come back for sure, and take revenge.
"I must say you've done a great job, Severus. The ministry owes you a lot. That powerful confusion spell you used knocked down the death eaters in that area. They'll be arrested and will have to come up with a very good reason to become free again."
They started to walk to the castle. "But there's still one thing I don't understand," Dumbledore sighed. "How could you survive the curse too?"
Megan looked at Snape. Both knew the answer. He would never admit it, but it was love. Megan saw Snape shivering. Probably tired, she thought. But it wasn't that. He shivered by the idea of having something in common with Harry Potter. THAT was the reason. Yes, Megan had a lot more to learn about Severus Snape.
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Okay, that's it for now! It's not the REAL end, though, as you might understand from the last sentence. It's just a beginning. I'm thinking about writing 3 parts, and this is only the first part. Some things about the sequels:
Second part will be with a lot love stuff. No children, HELL NO! That really makes me feeling sick, so don't be afraid that I'll put that kind of things in it. Just Megan and Severus living a happy life, having (well mannered) fun, and so on. Not much drama things in it. I promise I'll keep it interesting.
Third part is with a lot drama and some action involved. Something like the first part, but then different :D Okay, if you really want to know: Things will go bad, and they'll break up. Don't know why yet, but they'll break up no matter what (*evil grin* I like creating relationships, but prefer ruining them). Okay, enough spoiling. If you want to know what exactly happens, I suppose you'll just have to wait till other chapters show up. And thank you all for reading/reviewing my story!
And I want to thank Peeves and MistressofMayhem2005 once again for turning this story into a grammatical better one.
Chapter nine - True powers
For the first time I've got nothing to say. Just read.
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They arrived at an abandoned graveyard. Megan trembled of cold and fear. Was this really it? The real end? She shook her head no. Couldn't be!
When they were brought to the central point of the graveyard, she saw immediately which one was Voldemort. He was standing in front of a tombstone. In contrast with all of the other stones, this one was rather new. When they walked closer to it, she could see what was on it.
"Yes, it has your name on it." The Dark Lord turned to Megan and Snape. The other death eaters fell back, and Megan didn't know which scared her the most; the fact she was going to die, or Voldemort's face and screeching voice. She shivered.
"And I have got one for you, too." he said while looking at Snape. Snape snorted disdainfully.
"What? Aren't you very glad that you're going to have a decent funeral, even though you haven't behaved very well?"
Snape didn't answer. A glare formed on Voldemort's face, and he pulled his wand. A cruel green beam sprung from it, and hit Snape. It struck his chest, and he fell on the ground. With a grimace of pain, Snape stood up again. Megan wanted to help him, but Snape icily pushed her away. He raised his wand to cast a spell, but Voldemort laughed coldly.
"Do you really think YOU can beat me?"
Snape grinned unpleasantly. He stared at Voldemort with a look that made Megan shiver. What was he doing? Voldemort seemed to understand it either. His smile had faded, and some death eaters started to talk uneasily to each other. Megan didn't dare to ask Snape what he was doing. She just waited...
Suddenly Snape turned to her. "Stand next to me, and close your eyes tight." he commanded, and pulled her behind him.
Megan became curious what was to happen next... Snape stared at Voldemort, almost through him. Then he raised his wand, and started to whisper words - words Megan didn't recognize. The whispering became muttering, the muttering talking, and the talking almost reached the level of yelling. Voldemort still hadn't moved. Fear gripped Megan as looked around, when suddenly she felt a sharp, cold wind.
Snape swung his wand up and down and pointed it at Voldemort. For two seconds nothing happened, and Megan thought it had failed. But she was blinded by a soundless blazing light, and fell backwards. The light faded away slowly, and when Megan could see everything again, she saw a lot had changed. Every tombstone she could see was broken, and everybody was lying on the ground, except for Snape. He was exhausted, breathing deeply and he grabbed to his neck, trying to get some more air.
Voldemort was lying on the ground, but he stood up quickly. He swayed a little, but regained balance again. He waited a few seconds to get enough strength to talk.
"Well, I have to admit I didn't expect so much power of you." he gasped. "But like you might see, it might be enough to kill some of my followers, but I am simply too powerful. And don't forget I haven't even got my full powers back..."
Megan stood up too, to keep Snape from falling down.
"Now, I think it's time to say goodbye to the two of you. Lucius, come here."
No answer. Not even a single noise. Snape grinned. "Now you're less courageous, aren't you?"
Megan wished he had just shut his mouth. The glare at Voldemort's face was the most acidic look she had ever seen.
"You fool. Do you really think I would let you get away because there's nobody to stop you? Now I'll kill you myself."
He pulled his wand, and dangerously pointed it from the one to the other.
"Who will I do first?" When there was no answer, Voldemort pointed it at Megan. "Then you'll go first. Would you like to say something before you die? Nothing sentimental please, it will make me lose my appetite...."
"Don't you touch her, Voldemort." Snape said and stepped forward. "It's not her fault, is it?"
Voldemort amused played with his wand. "Of course it isn't, Severus," he said with a faux sweet voice, but almost spat his name out. "But all those people you've killed- they were innocent too."
Snape shifted suspiciously.
"I'm serious. Leave, before Dumbledore and the others arrive."
"Thanks for the advice. I'll just finish this quickly and then find some living wizards who're wanting me as their leader." He pointed the wand at Megan. She turned her frightened eyes to Snape, and then to Voldemort. It scared her even more, so she closed her eyes as tight as she could. She heard Voldemort laughing, and mentally prepared to inflict pain.
"Crucio!"
Immediately Megan felt the pain. It rushed through her bones, through her head, through her flesh. She writhed in an attempt to make it stop. Of course it didn't work, of course it was useless... She felt the pain becoming worse once she laid on the ground; every touch hurt.
Snape looked at her in horror, and in fury. He ran to Megan, but as soon as he touched her the pain also reached him, and he quickly stepped back. He pointed his wand at Voldemort, and shot a hasty spell at him. Voldemort's wand flew out of his hand, and for a moment Megan could breathe normally again. But Voldemort lost no time finding his wand, and shot Snape into a tree. Voldemort continued torturing Megan.
When Snape stood up again, he let a snake appear in front of Snape. It was not very big, but it wrapped himself around Snape's neck immediately. His lack of air wasn't his first concern; above all he heard Megan's screaming. To Snape's relief the screaming became groaning, which began to die down softly.
He'd stopped. But then he heard the sneering voice of Voldemort.
"Enough playing with you. Say goodbye."
Snape was on the brink of suffocation - but he had to run…. Had to save…. Somehow….
He did the only thing he could do. As he was stuck with the snake, he couldn't pull his wand. He couldn't think of any consequences. He could only do what his heart told him to do. He just threw himself in front of Megan, just when Voldemort spoke out loudly "Avada Kedavra!"
For the last time Megan looked up. A green flash blinded her, but she was still able to see that dark figure in front of her. It was shining very clear, and it was the only thing she could see. She felt her fear disappear, and her worries were gone. She could only see Severus, who was standing up now. But he was shot down by something, and faded away. Megan screamed, and cried, and was suddenly aware of a hand on her shoulder. She turned around, and looked straight into the face of Snape. They looked at each other for some moments, and Megan felt herself closing to him. She could see herself reflected in his dark eyes. Her heart melt away when their lips touched each other. Megan felt intense happiness, and tenderly stroked his hair. She moved some distance to take a look at him, but regretted it when Snape faded away again, and the light turned into the dark graveyard.
What had happened?
She stood up, and saw Snape raising himself too. He looked confused, and carefully touched his lips. Megan could see the question in his eyes. There was only one way to answer that. She walked to him, and kissed him again. When they had separated at last, Megan glanced around. A flicker of light, and suddenly Dumbledore, the other teachers and people from the ministry were standing everywhere. Dumbledore broadly smiled at her, with twinkling eyes. But they didn't twinkle very long: Megan had forgotten all about Voldemort. He was now in a fight with a group of at least twenty wizards. Dumbledore ordered a wizard to bring them back to Hogwarts, but Snape walked to Dumbledore.
"Why won't you let me help?"
Dumbledore smiled again, but sighed behind it.
"You've done enough, Severus, thank you. And I think there's someone waiting for you." He looked at Megan. Snape followed his look.
"Alright. But make sure you get the bastard. Let's go." he sighed, removing some blood from his cheek. Megan once again only felt intense happiness when they walked away.
"And?" both Megan and Snape asked when Dumbledore arrived on the school grounds. Sweat drops were on the head of the old wizard. He definitely seemed exhausted. His face was still bright, and he smiled. Megan knew that didn't mean a thing.
"Well, there was a lot fighting, and I even got him caught with my self- designed spell...."
"Is he eliminated?" Snape asked impatient. The face of Dumbledore became a bit more serious. He bit on his lip.
"Eliminated, yes, but not for ever. He escaped before the ministry could do that."
Fear caught Megan again. Voldemort still wasn't dead. He'd come back for sure, and take revenge.
"I must say you've done a great job, Severus. The ministry owes you a lot. That powerful confusion spell you used knocked down the death eaters in that area. They'll be arrested and will have to come up with a very good reason to become free again."
They started to walk to the castle. "But there's still one thing I don't understand," Dumbledore sighed. "How could you survive the curse too?"
Megan looked at Snape. Both knew the answer. He would never admit it, but it was love. Megan saw Snape shivering. Probably tired, she thought. But it wasn't that. He shivered by the idea of having something in common with Harry Potter. THAT was the reason. Yes, Megan had a lot more to learn about Severus Snape.
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Okay, that's it for now! It's not the REAL end, though, as you might understand from the last sentence. It's just a beginning. I'm thinking about writing 3 parts, and this is only the first part. Some things about the sequels:
Second part will be with a lot love stuff. No children, HELL NO! That really makes me feeling sick, so don't be afraid that I'll put that kind of things in it. Just Megan and Severus living a happy life, having (well mannered) fun, and so on. Not much drama things in it. I promise I'll keep it interesting.
Third part is with a lot drama and some action involved. Something like the first part, but then different :D Okay, if you really want to know: Things will go bad, and they'll break up. Don't know why yet, but they'll break up no matter what (*evil grin* I like creating relationships, but prefer ruining them). Okay, enough spoiling. If you want to know what exactly happens, I suppose you'll just have to wait till other chapters show up. And thank you all for reading/reviewing my story!
And I want to thank Peeves and MistressofMayhem2005 once again for turning this story into a grammatical better one.
