Chapter 16:
Tears rolled down Diana's cheeks. "That's not true! I'm not related to you!" Diana screamed, pointing at Voldemort with his own wand. "Uncle Severus, tell me this isn't true!" Diana looked at Snape. He didn't say a word. "No! No!"
Harry put down his wand and stared at the two of them. His girlfriend, related to the person that wanted him dead. It couldn't be!
"Diana." Voldemort moved the sword out of his way. He put his hand on her shoulder, causing chills to go down her back. "You can't tell me you didn't wonder who that woman in the picture was. That woman is your Aunt Madeline. My mother . . . Isn't that right, Uncle Severus?" Voldemort asked. Snape didn't say a word. "Tell her the truth. The very truth that has been denied from her for years."
"Yes, my older sister, Madeline," Snape said, sickly. Diana shook, as tears ran down her face.
"But that would mean she was almost 50 years older than her brothers," Hermione said.
"Yes," Voldemort sneered. "But still, it makes Diana . . . my cousin."
"Why? Why did you kill your own family?" Diana asked.
"After my mother died, my Grandparents didn't want to have anything to do with me. They refused to take me in. Said I was the reason she died! So I decided when I was 15 that every Snape that was born would die! Unless . . . they didn't reject me like my Grandparents did."
"Why didn't anyone tell me?" Diana screamed at Snape.
"For protection; a lot more comes with this than you think," Snape said, breathing hard.
"You don't understand what you are, do you?" Voldemort asked.
"Don't!" Snape yelled.
"You are heir to everything Salazar Slytherin built," Voldemort hissed. (A/n: How cliche...)
"No!" Diana screamed, tears clouding her vision.
"See why you were the one I chose for the Alptruam Curse?" Voldemort smiled. Snape ran over to Diana, pulling her away from Voldemort.
"Stop this!" Snape yelled.
"Very well." Then he was gone, even the Death Eaters.
Diana stood in shock. "I want to die."
"Don't say that!" Snape yelled. Diana fainted into his arms.
***
"We have to go see Dumbledore," Snape ordered, carrying Diana in his arms.
"Let's go everyone," Sirius said, pushing them along.
They walked into Dumbledore's office. He was sitting at his desk waiting for them. "Oh dear," Dumbledore said, looking at Diana.
"He told her," Snape said.
"Oh... dear. Sit her down!" Dumbledore covered her with a blanket.
Everyone else sat down, waiting for Diana to wake up. Harry sat next to her, still in complete shock.
After a few minutes Diana opened her eyes. "What?"
"You're in my office, Diana. Would you like a cup of tea?" Dumbledore offered. Diana shook her head no. "Very well. Now, all of you must know that what was said in that room must never be let out of this circle. Understood?" Dumbledore said.
"Yes," everyone said.
"Are there any questions about what just happened?" Dumbledore looked around.
Everyone stared, wanting to ask something. Harry finally spoke.
"You said that there was only one living heir. Did..."
"Diana isn't considered a living heir, yet. She must accept the Slytherin name before she becomes a living heir."
"What does that make me now, a dead heir?" Diana asked sarcastically. Severus knocked her in the back of the head. "Ow!"
Dumbledore looked at Severus . "Well, I guess it's time we tell them."
"Them?" Diana asked.
"Well, Harry and you of course," Dumbledore said.
"Oh let me guess." Diana stopped to think for a moment. "He's my second cousin, " she said sarcastically. She realized what she just said and shuddered.
"Of course he isn't! Not that I know of," he said, scratching his head.
"He's not your second cousin, Diana!" Snape rolled his eyes.
Sirius laughed. "That would be hilarious!" He fell out his chair.
"Yes, only you would find that funny," Snape said, shaking his head.
Dumbledore stared at the two of them in disgust. He put his hands on his hips (Ed.: Like, totally girlfriend! Sorry…I couldn't resist…), and sighed, "If you two are finished, I would like to begin."
Sirius got up and sat back down in his chair. "I think we're done, Professor," Snape smiled.
"Diana." He looked her in the eye. Then he looked at Harry. "Harry. You two are very special people. You both are heirs to two of the four founders. (How cliche can I get... but this is what makes this fic sooo fun to write.)"
Diana raised her eyebrow. "What?!" Harry yelled.
"Alright, I'm through with surprises," Diana sighed.
(Here's where I get more cliche...) "Harry, you are the heir of Gryffindor. Diana, you are the heir of Slytherin," Dumbledore said. "You two were chosen to defeat Voldemort."
"Wait, so the fate of the world rests in the hands of two hormonal sixteen-year-olds? I'm so reassured by this," Diana said sarcastically. "So why didn't anyone tell us about this?" She looked pointedly at her uncle
"You two had to discover this on your own, just like other heirs have done before you two. We couldn't have outright just told you like Voldemort did. We had to let you find it inside of you, when you were ready." Dumbledore sat on top of his desk. "But now that you know, there's no way of you not knowing... so.
"You see, your were both predicted to come along a year or two before you were both born. Voldemort knew this, and he made plans to kill you both," Dumbledore said. "Both your parents knew that they would one day die, but never knew when. So we picked protectors for you two. Special people that would protect you from Voldemort: Sirius and Severus. They were picked by your parents to protect the both of you."
"That's why I'm so hard on you, Potter," Snape smiled.
"We separated you two, " Dumbledore went on. "We couldn't have you two meeting at Hogwarts your first year, and both getting killed off. So we sent Diana to America."
"It was predicted that Diana would be the first to bring him down. We didn't want her to be found. It worked too well, so he came after Harry," Sirius added.
Diana and Harry stared in shock at what they were hearing. Dumbledore walked over to Diana, and put his hand on her shoulder. Diana sighed, knowing that something worse was coming. "I hate to say this Diana, but you are the key in this situation," Dumbledore said gravely.
"I feared that." Diana looked down at her feet.
"You are a Slytherin; powerful, strong and dark. You are the weakest link among the three of you. You don't have a strong will, you can be easily manipulated. Two heirs can overpower one. He has studied your weaknesses, and knows that he can get to you. It's up to you to pick good over evil, and defeat it," Dumbledore said, as her head fell in defeat. "But he knows there's a weakness that can be his down fall or yours, Harry." Diana looked up at him.
"What is that suppose to mean?" Diana asked.
"Yeah, I'm a little curious myself." Harry nodded.
"You wouldn't want anything bad to happen to Harry, would you?" Dumbledore asked.
"No," Diana said.
"You love him, don't you?" Dumbledore asked.
Everyone looked over at her. She looked her uncle, then at Dumbledore. "Yes."
"Meaning you would never leave his side, and you two can bring down Voldemort. A weakness against him, but it also can be a weakness for him. He could try to kill Harry and accidentally kill Diana instead, because she tried to save him. Giving him an advantage over Harry," Dumbledore went on. "Any more questions?"
"Why did Voldemort want me there?" Draco asked.
"Ah yes! After Sirius was put in Azakban, Severus and I picked four extra protectors; Hermione, Ron, and you. All four of you sense when Diana and Harry are in danger. It's your job to protect them," Dumbledore said. He nodded at Diana,
who had her hand up.
"That's only three. Who's the fourth?" Diana asked. Before Dumbledore could answer, Sara ran in breathing heavily.
"What - did - I miss?" She asked breathing heavily, with a first-aid box in her hand.
Diana looked at Dumbledore with a smile. "You needed a protector," he smiled.
"Sara..." Diana rolled her eyes.
"I'm late, aren't I?" Sara asked.
Diana got up and hugged her. "You're always late, Sara."
"Well, I'm not too late to fix the bang on your head," Sara said, sitting Diana in her chair.
"He must have not known she was a protector, otherwise he would have found her," Severus said.
"What did I miss?" Sara asked again.
"Long story, I'll tell you later," Diana sighed.
"Well, I need to talk to Sirius and Severus here," Dumbledore shooed them away.
After they left Dumbledore's office, they walked down to the library to talk. They sat down at a circular table, and stared for a while. Finally Sara said something.
"Can someone explain what happened?"
They all explained to Sara about the kidnappings, the curse, Diana and her family issues, and what Dumbledore had told them. Then they sat and said nothing. They mostly just stared at Diana as if she was about to breakdown and cry, or kill them all. "Why do you all keep staring at me like that?!" Diana yelled.
"Shhh!" Hermione said.
"It's just…you're the last person anyone would expect to be related to Voldemort. Everyone might think it would be me or something," Draco said, looking pointedly at Harry.
"And that makes me different," Diana said, looking away.
"That's not what I meant to get at," Draco said, holding up his index finger.
"You obviously haven't mastered that Malfoy charm, have you?" Diana rolled her eyes. "Because you're not making me feel better."
"Well…" Draco's smirk faded. "Hey! I've been offended."
"Like you should be," Harry glared.
"You shouldn't talk, Harry. Remember he's your protector," Diana said.
Harry had a look of disgust on his face. "Don't remind me."
"The point Draco is trying to make is that we don't see you any differently. You're still the Diana Snape we all know and love. Just because Voldemort is your cousin doesn't mean you're anything like him," Hermione explained.
"That's wasn't what I was trying to say either, but let's pretend like it was," Draco said.
"Yeah, we still love ya," Ron smiled.
Diana sighed and smiled. "I guess..."
Sara looked at her watch, "I have to go! I'm supposed to be in bed. Bye!" She disappeared.
Hermione looked astonished. "You can't Disapparate on Hogwart's grounds!"
Draco smiled evilly, "When there's a will, there is a way."
"Especially for Sara and I," Diana laughed.
***
Sirius walked into Harry's dorm the night before school was out.
"Hey!" he said.
Harry looked up and smiled. "Hi!" Sirius sat on the bed.
"I just wanted to tell you that after I get settled into the house, I'll come get you. I bet you will be anxious to see the house, and me, and...Diana," Sirius hinted.
"Diana...yes, you...yes, Snape...no," Harry laughed.
"Well, I have something for you," he said, pulling a small box out of his pocket. He opened it and gave it to Harry. "It's an Irish wedding ring. Your father gave it to your mother their first summer apart as a promise ring. If you put the heart inwards, it means that your heart is taken. I thought you might like to give it to Diana." Sirius winked and left.
Harry stared at the ring for a while. It had two hands holding a heart with a crown on top. He smiled, put it in his pocket, and walked downstairs.
Diana and Hermione were teamed up together to play Ron at chess.
"Can I play?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, join me," Ron smiled, moving a piece.
Diana and Hermione whispered for a few minutes, then moved another piece. Harry and Ron looked at each other, then moved one of their pieces. "Check," they both said.
Diana and Hermione both whispered, then moved. "Checkmate!" They yelled.
Harry's mouth fell open. "It's you!" Ron yelled, pointing at Harry. "You're bad luck! I'm never playing on the same team with you again!" Hermione and Diana laughed.
"It wasn't my fault!" Harry yelled.
"Yes it was! You're my chess whore, of course it's your fault!" Ron yelled. Diana almost died laughing.
"But Ron, I thought you loved playing chess with me," Harry said, with a sexy voice. "I thought you loved playing chess all night, every night."
"You play chess every night?" Diana said, with a look of sadness. "You've turned down my nights of endless pleasure to please him, and his chess needs!"
"Yeah Diana, I'm in love with Ron's chess pieces," Harry laughed. Ron rolled his eyes, then laughed his head off.
"Oh my God!" Hermione yelled. "I'm going to bed. Maybe you guys can have a threesome." She turned around and left. Diana rolled her eyes.
"Alright who gets her first?" Ron asked. Diana's mouth fell open with shock.
"Well, I am her boyfriend," Harry joked.
Ron yawned. "Well, I'm going to bed. Good night."
"Good night," Harry smiled.
"Ja, Guten Nacht!" Diana said. Ron rolled his eyes and walked upstairs.
"Leave it to you," Harry smiled. Harry and Diana walked over and sat by the fire. He wrapped his arms around her.
"Yes...only me," Diana sighed. "I have to get a hold of my friends from Salem this summer. What else?" Diana started to think.
This seemed like the perfect time to give her the ring. "Diana," Harry whispered into her ear.
"Yeah..." Diana looked at him with a smile.
He pulled out the ring. "Will you promise me?" Harry asked.
She stared at the ring for a moment. "Yeah..." Diana pulled her eyes away from the ring, and stared at Harry. "What do I have to promise?"
Harry thought for a moment. "That you'll always be loyal to me, and you'll love me forever."
Diana smiled, "I promise that I'll always be loyal to you, and I'll love you forever."
Harry took her right hand, and kissed it. "Sirius gave me this ring. My father give it to my mother their first summer apart. He thought I might like to give it to you." He slipped the ring on her finger. He made extra sure that the heart was inwards. "If you put it like this..."
"... It means my heart belongs to you. I understand Irish wedding bands," Diana smiled. "What about you?"
"What?" Harry asked.
"Will you promise me?" Diana asked. She took off the locket that he had given to her. On the chain, Diana had attached two rings. She took the biggest off, and put the necklace back on. "So will you?" She smiled.
"What do I have to promise?" Harry asked.
"That you'll always be loyal to me, and you'll love me forever," Diana smiled.
"I promise, that I'll always be loyal to you, and I will love you forever." Harry kissed her cheek.
Diana took his right hand in hers, "There's no big story behind this ring, except that it was my father's wedding band." She slipped the ring onto his finger.
They kissed for a moment, still holding each other. Then, they stared into the fire. Diana ran her hands though Harry's hair.
***
"Well, this was one weird year," Hermione said, getting onto the train.
"I thought it was a pretty good year." Ron followed Hermione onto the train.
"It was different from what I'm used to. I feel like I'm going to wake up from a dream, and go back to Salem," Diana said, following Ron.
"I agree with Ron, it was a good year," Harry added, as he took his usual seat on the train. Diana sat next to him, and Hermione and Ron sat across from them.
"So Ron, are you going to come visit Harry over the summer?" Diana asked, with a smile.
"He always come over to my house during the summer," Ron said.
"Alright, but Sara will be staying at my house," Diana said innocently, twirling her hair around her index finger.
"I'm all there," Ron said, looking away. Diana laughed as Harry's mouth fell open.
"So what about you Hermione?" Diana asked.
"Sounds great to me," Hermione said, grabbing a book.
They didn't say much the whole way home, expect for Harry and Ron's constant quidditch talk. Hermione and Diana, on the other hand, where both reading. Hermione began to cry.
"He died!"
Diana looked up from her book. "Matthew? Oh yeah," Diana said, looking back down at her book.
"What are you guys talking about?" Ron asked.
"We're talking about 'Anne of Green Gables'," Hermione said, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"So who's your favorite character so far?" Diana asked.
"Matthew," Hermione sniffed. "Who was your favorite?"
"Do I need to tell you?" Diana smiled.
"Diana Berry," Hermione guessed.
"I'm her namesake," Diana smiled. "I also played her in our 5th grade production of the book."
"Funny, I can't see you with chocolate brown hair," Hermione said.
"I made a good brunette," Diana smiled.
"You, with brown hair, I don't think you could handle it!" Ron laughed.
"I don't think you could handle being blonde," Diana looked offended.
"So Diana, what do you think of 'The Two Towers'?" Hermione asked, changing the subject.
"I think Gandalf is Dumbledore's long lost cousin," Diana laughed.
"I know, I almost dropped the book," Hermione put her hands over her face.
"Who's your favorite character?" Diana asked.
"Bilbo," Hermione smiled.
"I like Sam, he's so cool!" Diana smiled. Harry and Ron both stared.
Diana and Hermione continued to read, as Harry and Ron continued to talk about quidditch.
A few hours later, they felt the train pull into the station. "Well, this is it. The end of our 6th year," Hermione said.
They walked off the train with their stuff. Ron and Hermione's family were waiting there. "Bye Ron," Harry smiled.
"Bye Harry. I'll be seeing you, right?" Ron asked.
"Right," Harry smiled.
"Bye Diana," Ron hugged her.
"Bye Ron," Diana said.
"We are going to be seeing you next? You're not going to rum off to America on us, are you?" Hermione asked.
"Of course not!" Diana looked away innocently. "Yeah, I'm coming back." Diana hugged Hermione.
"Bye," Hermione sobbed.
"Bye," Diana sobbed with her.
"Women..." Ron rolled his eyes.
Ginny walked over crying. "Ginny!" Hermione and Diana both said, including her in the hug.
"Bye!" Ginny cried.
They let go of each other, and Hermione hugged Ron and Harry. "Bye Hermione," Harry said, he could barely breathe.
"Bye Harry!" she cried. "Bye Ron."
"Bye," he managed to get out.
Hermione grabbed her stuff, greeted her parents, and left. Ron and Ginny did the same. "And then there were two," Diana sobbed.
Harry turned around and saw Sirius and Snape. "Diana," Harry said, pointing over to them.
"Hold on," Diana said, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Diana," Harry said.
Diana turned around, "What?" She saw her uncle and Sirius. "Oh..."
They walked over with their stuff. "Your uncle hasn't come yet?" Sirius asked.
"Not yet," Harry sighed. He didn't want to go back to the Dursleys.
"Maybe they'll forget!" Diana said, happily.
"They won't," Harry sighed again.
"Well, I'll owl you when we're settled in," Sirius said. It was Diana's turn to sigh. "It shouldn't take more than a week."
"Potter, I need to talk to you," Snape said, pulling Harry aside. He felt himself shake. "If those stupid Muggles lay a finger on you, owl me. They won't even know what hit them."
"All right," Harry smiled.
"Now, don't tell anyone about this. Especially Diana, I don't want to get her hopes up that we might get along someday," Snape smiled.
"Oh yeah," Harry laughed. "That would be a bad thing."
"Diana!" he called.
"I didn't do it!" Diana yelled.
"Just get over here!" Snape yelled.
She walked over muttering something. "Yes?" She smiled.
"I'm going to leave you two alone," Snape walked away.
"What did he say?" Diana asked.
"I'm not supposed to tell you," Harry smiled.
"I love you!" Diana began to cry, as she wrapped her arms around him.
"Don't cry," Harry wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her cheek. "I love you too."
"I swear I'll write you every day we're apart," Diana said. Harry kissed her again.
"I'll miss you," Harry sighed.
"But Sirius will be settled in no time. We'll be seeing each other in less than a week," Diana smiled, holding his hands in hers.
"I love you," Harry said.
"I love you too," Diana smiled. They kissed, and they parted.
Harry saw his uncle and sighed. "I have to go, my uncle's here," Harry wiped the tears off her cheeks.
"Bye Sirius! Bye Professor!" he yelled. "Bye Diana. I love you."
"I love you too," Diana kissed him one last time.
He grabbed his stuff, and walked over to his uncle. "Who was that?" Mr. Dursley asked in disgust.
"A friend," Harry said, looking back at her.
"Let's go, boy!" Mr. Dursley yelled. Harry looked back at Diana one last time and left. He missed his friends already.
A/n: Well, this is it! My final chapter! I'm so happy to have this all done with, because the sequel is going to be so much better. I actually have a name for it... The Scent of White Roses. I thought I would keep on the white rose theme. Here's what to expect...
She looked down at all the mud tracks they had made. "Harry look at the rug," she snickered.
He laughed too, "Aunt Petunia is going to freak when she wakes up."
Diana began to laugh so hard she fell down the steps. She landed at the bottom with a thud. "WHOSE THERE!?" They heard Harry's uncle yell.
Dedication:
I would like to dedicate this chapter story of all (Let's make this like an award show) to God. I would also like to dedicate it to Harmony for getting me into fanfic, and to Sierra for betaing it. This has been so much fun to write. Um... I'd like to thank Star*dust, Britz, Antipodeanopaleye, Jeff Swiss, and Blackrose87 for keeping up with my story. And I'd like to thank Harmony for letting me steal her personality(Sara). Thank you all. If I forgot anyone I'm sorry... I still love you. Thank you, and I hope you like my next story better.
~Diana Snape~
Tears rolled down Diana's cheeks. "That's not true! I'm not related to you!" Diana screamed, pointing at Voldemort with his own wand. "Uncle Severus, tell me this isn't true!" Diana looked at Snape. He didn't say a word. "No! No!"
Harry put down his wand and stared at the two of them. His girlfriend, related to the person that wanted him dead. It couldn't be!
"Diana." Voldemort moved the sword out of his way. He put his hand on her shoulder, causing chills to go down her back. "You can't tell me you didn't wonder who that woman in the picture was. That woman is your Aunt Madeline. My mother . . . Isn't that right, Uncle Severus?" Voldemort asked. Snape didn't say a word. "Tell her the truth. The very truth that has been denied from her for years."
"Yes, my older sister, Madeline," Snape said, sickly. Diana shook, as tears ran down her face.
"But that would mean she was almost 50 years older than her brothers," Hermione said.
"Yes," Voldemort sneered. "But still, it makes Diana . . . my cousin."
"Why? Why did you kill your own family?" Diana asked.
"After my mother died, my Grandparents didn't want to have anything to do with me. They refused to take me in. Said I was the reason she died! So I decided when I was 15 that every Snape that was born would die! Unless . . . they didn't reject me like my Grandparents did."
"Why didn't anyone tell me?" Diana screamed at Snape.
"For protection; a lot more comes with this than you think," Snape said, breathing hard.
"You don't understand what you are, do you?" Voldemort asked.
"Don't!" Snape yelled.
"You are heir to everything Salazar Slytherin built," Voldemort hissed. (A/n: How cliche...)
"No!" Diana screamed, tears clouding her vision.
"See why you were the one I chose for the Alptruam Curse?" Voldemort smiled. Snape ran over to Diana, pulling her away from Voldemort.
"Stop this!" Snape yelled.
"Very well." Then he was gone, even the Death Eaters.
Diana stood in shock. "I want to die."
"Don't say that!" Snape yelled. Diana fainted into his arms.
***
"We have to go see Dumbledore," Snape ordered, carrying Diana in his arms.
"Let's go everyone," Sirius said, pushing them along.
They walked into Dumbledore's office. He was sitting at his desk waiting for them. "Oh dear," Dumbledore said, looking at Diana.
"He told her," Snape said.
"Oh... dear. Sit her down!" Dumbledore covered her with a blanket.
Everyone else sat down, waiting for Diana to wake up. Harry sat next to her, still in complete shock.
After a few minutes Diana opened her eyes. "What?"
"You're in my office, Diana. Would you like a cup of tea?" Dumbledore offered. Diana shook her head no. "Very well. Now, all of you must know that what was said in that room must never be let out of this circle. Understood?" Dumbledore said.
"Yes," everyone said.
"Are there any questions about what just happened?" Dumbledore looked around.
Everyone stared, wanting to ask something. Harry finally spoke.
"You said that there was only one living heir. Did..."
"Diana isn't considered a living heir, yet. She must accept the Slytherin name before she becomes a living heir."
"What does that make me now, a dead heir?" Diana asked sarcastically. Severus knocked her in the back of the head. "Ow!"
Dumbledore looked at Severus . "Well, I guess it's time we tell them."
"Them?" Diana asked.
"Well, Harry and you of course," Dumbledore said.
"Oh let me guess." Diana stopped to think for a moment. "He's my second cousin, " she said sarcastically. She realized what she just said and shuddered.
"Of course he isn't! Not that I know of," he said, scratching his head.
"He's not your second cousin, Diana!" Snape rolled his eyes.
Sirius laughed. "That would be hilarious!" He fell out his chair.
"Yes, only you would find that funny," Snape said, shaking his head.
Dumbledore stared at the two of them in disgust. He put his hands on his hips (Ed.: Like, totally girlfriend! Sorry…I couldn't resist…), and sighed, "If you two are finished, I would like to begin."
Sirius got up and sat back down in his chair. "I think we're done, Professor," Snape smiled.
"Diana." He looked her in the eye. Then he looked at Harry. "Harry. You two are very special people. You both are heirs to two of the four founders. (How cliche can I get... but this is what makes this fic sooo fun to write.)"
Diana raised her eyebrow. "What?!" Harry yelled.
"Alright, I'm through with surprises," Diana sighed.
(Here's where I get more cliche...) "Harry, you are the heir of Gryffindor. Diana, you are the heir of Slytherin," Dumbledore said. "You two were chosen to defeat Voldemort."
"Wait, so the fate of the world rests in the hands of two hormonal sixteen-year-olds? I'm so reassured by this," Diana said sarcastically. "So why didn't anyone tell us about this?" She looked pointedly at her uncle
"You two had to discover this on your own, just like other heirs have done before you two. We couldn't have outright just told you like Voldemort did. We had to let you find it inside of you, when you were ready." Dumbledore sat on top of his desk. "But now that you know, there's no way of you not knowing... so.
"You see, your were both predicted to come along a year or two before you were both born. Voldemort knew this, and he made plans to kill you both," Dumbledore said. "Both your parents knew that they would one day die, but never knew when. So we picked protectors for you two. Special people that would protect you from Voldemort: Sirius and Severus. They were picked by your parents to protect the both of you."
"That's why I'm so hard on you, Potter," Snape smiled.
"We separated you two, " Dumbledore went on. "We couldn't have you two meeting at Hogwarts your first year, and both getting killed off. So we sent Diana to America."
"It was predicted that Diana would be the first to bring him down. We didn't want her to be found. It worked too well, so he came after Harry," Sirius added.
Diana and Harry stared in shock at what they were hearing. Dumbledore walked over to Diana, and put his hand on her shoulder. Diana sighed, knowing that something worse was coming. "I hate to say this Diana, but you are the key in this situation," Dumbledore said gravely.
"I feared that." Diana looked down at her feet.
"You are a Slytherin; powerful, strong and dark. You are the weakest link among the three of you. You don't have a strong will, you can be easily manipulated. Two heirs can overpower one. He has studied your weaknesses, and knows that he can get to you. It's up to you to pick good over evil, and defeat it," Dumbledore said, as her head fell in defeat. "But he knows there's a weakness that can be his down fall or yours, Harry." Diana looked up at him.
"What is that suppose to mean?" Diana asked.
"Yeah, I'm a little curious myself." Harry nodded.
"You wouldn't want anything bad to happen to Harry, would you?" Dumbledore asked.
"No," Diana said.
"You love him, don't you?" Dumbledore asked.
Everyone looked over at her. She looked her uncle, then at Dumbledore. "Yes."
"Meaning you would never leave his side, and you two can bring down Voldemort. A weakness against him, but it also can be a weakness for him. He could try to kill Harry and accidentally kill Diana instead, because she tried to save him. Giving him an advantage over Harry," Dumbledore went on. "Any more questions?"
"Why did Voldemort want me there?" Draco asked.
"Ah yes! After Sirius was put in Azakban, Severus and I picked four extra protectors; Hermione, Ron, and you. All four of you sense when Diana and Harry are in danger. It's your job to protect them," Dumbledore said. He nodded at Diana,
who had her hand up.
"That's only three. Who's the fourth?" Diana asked. Before Dumbledore could answer, Sara ran in breathing heavily.
"What - did - I miss?" She asked breathing heavily, with a first-aid box in her hand.
Diana looked at Dumbledore with a smile. "You needed a protector," he smiled.
"Sara..." Diana rolled her eyes.
"I'm late, aren't I?" Sara asked.
Diana got up and hugged her. "You're always late, Sara."
"Well, I'm not too late to fix the bang on your head," Sara said, sitting Diana in her chair.
"He must have not known she was a protector, otherwise he would have found her," Severus said.
"What did I miss?" Sara asked again.
"Long story, I'll tell you later," Diana sighed.
"Well, I need to talk to Sirius and Severus here," Dumbledore shooed them away.
After they left Dumbledore's office, they walked down to the library to talk. They sat down at a circular table, and stared for a while. Finally Sara said something.
"Can someone explain what happened?"
They all explained to Sara about the kidnappings, the curse, Diana and her family issues, and what Dumbledore had told them. Then they sat and said nothing. They mostly just stared at Diana as if she was about to breakdown and cry, or kill them all. "Why do you all keep staring at me like that?!" Diana yelled.
"Shhh!" Hermione said.
"It's just…you're the last person anyone would expect to be related to Voldemort. Everyone might think it would be me or something," Draco said, looking pointedly at Harry.
"And that makes me different," Diana said, looking away.
"That's not what I meant to get at," Draco said, holding up his index finger.
"You obviously haven't mastered that Malfoy charm, have you?" Diana rolled her eyes. "Because you're not making me feel better."
"Well…" Draco's smirk faded. "Hey! I've been offended."
"Like you should be," Harry glared.
"You shouldn't talk, Harry. Remember he's your protector," Diana said.
Harry had a look of disgust on his face. "Don't remind me."
"The point Draco is trying to make is that we don't see you any differently. You're still the Diana Snape we all know and love. Just because Voldemort is your cousin doesn't mean you're anything like him," Hermione explained.
"That's wasn't what I was trying to say either, but let's pretend like it was," Draco said.
"Yeah, we still love ya," Ron smiled.
Diana sighed and smiled. "I guess..."
Sara looked at her watch, "I have to go! I'm supposed to be in bed. Bye!" She disappeared.
Hermione looked astonished. "You can't Disapparate on Hogwart's grounds!"
Draco smiled evilly, "When there's a will, there is a way."
"Especially for Sara and I," Diana laughed.
***
Sirius walked into Harry's dorm the night before school was out.
"Hey!" he said.
Harry looked up and smiled. "Hi!" Sirius sat on the bed.
"I just wanted to tell you that after I get settled into the house, I'll come get you. I bet you will be anxious to see the house, and me, and...Diana," Sirius hinted.
"Diana...yes, you...yes, Snape...no," Harry laughed.
"Well, I have something for you," he said, pulling a small box out of his pocket. He opened it and gave it to Harry. "It's an Irish wedding ring. Your father gave it to your mother their first summer apart as a promise ring. If you put the heart inwards, it means that your heart is taken. I thought you might like to give it to Diana." Sirius winked and left.
Harry stared at the ring for a while. It had two hands holding a heart with a crown on top. He smiled, put it in his pocket, and walked downstairs.
Diana and Hermione were teamed up together to play Ron at chess.
"Can I play?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, join me," Ron smiled, moving a piece.
Diana and Hermione whispered for a few minutes, then moved another piece. Harry and Ron looked at each other, then moved one of their pieces. "Check," they both said.
Diana and Hermione both whispered, then moved. "Checkmate!" They yelled.
Harry's mouth fell open. "It's you!" Ron yelled, pointing at Harry. "You're bad luck! I'm never playing on the same team with you again!" Hermione and Diana laughed.
"It wasn't my fault!" Harry yelled.
"Yes it was! You're my chess whore, of course it's your fault!" Ron yelled. Diana almost died laughing.
"But Ron, I thought you loved playing chess with me," Harry said, with a sexy voice. "I thought you loved playing chess all night, every night."
"You play chess every night?" Diana said, with a look of sadness. "You've turned down my nights of endless pleasure to please him, and his chess needs!"
"Yeah Diana, I'm in love with Ron's chess pieces," Harry laughed. Ron rolled his eyes, then laughed his head off.
"Oh my God!" Hermione yelled. "I'm going to bed. Maybe you guys can have a threesome." She turned around and left. Diana rolled her eyes.
"Alright who gets her first?" Ron asked. Diana's mouth fell open with shock.
"Well, I am her boyfriend," Harry joked.
Ron yawned. "Well, I'm going to bed. Good night."
"Good night," Harry smiled.
"Ja, Guten Nacht!" Diana said. Ron rolled his eyes and walked upstairs.
"Leave it to you," Harry smiled. Harry and Diana walked over and sat by the fire. He wrapped his arms around her.
"Yes...only me," Diana sighed. "I have to get a hold of my friends from Salem this summer. What else?" Diana started to think.
This seemed like the perfect time to give her the ring. "Diana," Harry whispered into her ear.
"Yeah..." Diana looked at him with a smile.
He pulled out the ring. "Will you promise me?" Harry asked.
She stared at the ring for a moment. "Yeah..." Diana pulled her eyes away from the ring, and stared at Harry. "What do I have to promise?"
Harry thought for a moment. "That you'll always be loyal to me, and you'll love me forever."
Diana smiled, "I promise that I'll always be loyal to you, and I'll love you forever."
Harry took her right hand, and kissed it. "Sirius gave me this ring. My father give it to my mother their first summer apart. He thought I might like to give it to you." He slipped the ring on her finger. He made extra sure that the heart was inwards. "If you put it like this..."
"... It means my heart belongs to you. I understand Irish wedding bands," Diana smiled. "What about you?"
"What?" Harry asked.
"Will you promise me?" Diana asked. She took off the locket that he had given to her. On the chain, Diana had attached two rings. She took the biggest off, and put the necklace back on. "So will you?" She smiled.
"What do I have to promise?" Harry asked.
"That you'll always be loyal to me, and you'll love me forever," Diana smiled.
"I promise, that I'll always be loyal to you, and I will love you forever." Harry kissed her cheek.
Diana took his right hand in hers, "There's no big story behind this ring, except that it was my father's wedding band." She slipped the ring onto his finger.
They kissed for a moment, still holding each other. Then, they stared into the fire. Diana ran her hands though Harry's hair.
***
"Well, this was one weird year," Hermione said, getting onto the train.
"I thought it was a pretty good year." Ron followed Hermione onto the train.
"It was different from what I'm used to. I feel like I'm going to wake up from a dream, and go back to Salem," Diana said, following Ron.
"I agree with Ron, it was a good year," Harry added, as he took his usual seat on the train. Diana sat next to him, and Hermione and Ron sat across from them.
"So Ron, are you going to come visit Harry over the summer?" Diana asked, with a smile.
"He always come over to my house during the summer," Ron said.
"Alright, but Sara will be staying at my house," Diana said innocently, twirling her hair around her index finger.
"I'm all there," Ron said, looking away. Diana laughed as Harry's mouth fell open.
"So what about you Hermione?" Diana asked.
"Sounds great to me," Hermione said, grabbing a book.
They didn't say much the whole way home, expect for Harry and Ron's constant quidditch talk. Hermione and Diana, on the other hand, where both reading. Hermione began to cry.
"He died!"
Diana looked up from her book. "Matthew? Oh yeah," Diana said, looking back down at her book.
"What are you guys talking about?" Ron asked.
"We're talking about 'Anne of Green Gables'," Hermione said, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"So who's your favorite character so far?" Diana asked.
"Matthew," Hermione sniffed. "Who was your favorite?"
"Do I need to tell you?" Diana smiled.
"Diana Berry," Hermione guessed.
"I'm her namesake," Diana smiled. "I also played her in our 5th grade production of the book."
"Funny, I can't see you with chocolate brown hair," Hermione said.
"I made a good brunette," Diana smiled.
"You, with brown hair, I don't think you could handle it!" Ron laughed.
"I don't think you could handle being blonde," Diana looked offended.
"So Diana, what do you think of 'The Two Towers'?" Hermione asked, changing the subject.
"I think Gandalf is Dumbledore's long lost cousin," Diana laughed.
"I know, I almost dropped the book," Hermione put her hands over her face.
"Who's your favorite character?" Diana asked.
"Bilbo," Hermione smiled.
"I like Sam, he's so cool!" Diana smiled. Harry and Ron both stared.
Diana and Hermione continued to read, as Harry and Ron continued to talk about quidditch.
A few hours later, they felt the train pull into the station. "Well, this is it. The end of our 6th year," Hermione said.
They walked off the train with their stuff. Ron and Hermione's family were waiting there. "Bye Ron," Harry smiled.
"Bye Harry. I'll be seeing you, right?" Ron asked.
"Right," Harry smiled.
"Bye Diana," Ron hugged her.
"Bye Ron," Diana said.
"We are going to be seeing you next? You're not going to rum off to America on us, are you?" Hermione asked.
"Of course not!" Diana looked away innocently. "Yeah, I'm coming back." Diana hugged Hermione.
"Bye," Hermione sobbed.
"Bye," Diana sobbed with her.
"Women..." Ron rolled his eyes.
Ginny walked over crying. "Ginny!" Hermione and Diana both said, including her in the hug.
"Bye!" Ginny cried.
They let go of each other, and Hermione hugged Ron and Harry. "Bye Hermione," Harry said, he could barely breathe.
"Bye Harry!" she cried. "Bye Ron."
"Bye," he managed to get out.
Hermione grabbed her stuff, greeted her parents, and left. Ron and Ginny did the same. "And then there were two," Diana sobbed.
Harry turned around and saw Sirius and Snape. "Diana," Harry said, pointing over to them.
"Hold on," Diana said, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Diana," Harry said.
Diana turned around, "What?" She saw her uncle and Sirius. "Oh..."
They walked over with their stuff. "Your uncle hasn't come yet?" Sirius asked.
"Not yet," Harry sighed. He didn't want to go back to the Dursleys.
"Maybe they'll forget!" Diana said, happily.
"They won't," Harry sighed again.
"Well, I'll owl you when we're settled in," Sirius said. It was Diana's turn to sigh. "It shouldn't take more than a week."
"Potter, I need to talk to you," Snape said, pulling Harry aside. He felt himself shake. "If those stupid Muggles lay a finger on you, owl me. They won't even know what hit them."
"All right," Harry smiled.
"Now, don't tell anyone about this. Especially Diana, I don't want to get her hopes up that we might get along someday," Snape smiled.
"Oh yeah," Harry laughed. "That would be a bad thing."
"Diana!" he called.
"I didn't do it!" Diana yelled.
"Just get over here!" Snape yelled.
She walked over muttering something. "Yes?" She smiled.
"I'm going to leave you two alone," Snape walked away.
"What did he say?" Diana asked.
"I'm not supposed to tell you," Harry smiled.
"I love you!" Diana began to cry, as she wrapped her arms around him.
"Don't cry," Harry wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her cheek. "I love you too."
"I swear I'll write you every day we're apart," Diana said. Harry kissed her again.
"I'll miss you," Harry sighed.
"But Sirius will be settled in no time. We'll be seeing each other in less than a week," Diana smiled, holding his hands in hers.
"I love you," Harry said.
"I love you too," Diana smiled. They kissed, and they parted.
Harry saw his uncle and sighed. "I have to go, my uncle's here," Harry wiped the tears off her cheeks.
"Bye Sirius! Bye Professor!" he yelled. "Bye Diana. I love you."
"I love you too," Diana kissed him one last time.
He grabbed his stuff, and walked over to his uncle. "Who was that?" Mr. Dursley asked in disgust.
"A friend," Harry said, looking back at her.
"Let's go, boy!" Mr. Dursley yelled. Harry looked back at Diana one last time and left. He missed his friends already.
A/n: Well, this is it! My final chapter! I'm so happy to have this all done with, because the sequel is going to be so much better. I actually have a name for it... The Scent of White Roses. I thought I would keep on the white rose theme. Here's what to expect...
She looked down at all the mud tracks they had made. "Harry look at the rug," she snickered.
He laughed too, "Aunt Petunia is going to freak when she wakes up."
Diana began to laugh so hard she fell down the steps. She landed at the bottom with a thud. "WHOSE THERE!?" They heard Harry's uncle yell.
Dedication:
I would like to dedicate this chapter story of all (Let's make this like an award show) to God. I would also like to dedicate it to Harmony for getting me into fanfic, and to Sierra for betaing it. This has been so much fun to write. Um... I'd like to thank Star*dust, Britz, Antipodeanopaleye, Jeff Swiss, and Blackrose87 for keeping up with my story. And I'd like to thank Harmony for letting me steal her personality(Sara). Thank you all. If I forgot anyone I'm sorry... I still love you. Thank you, and I hope you like my next story better.
~Diana Snape~