Resurrection
Suddenly, it dawned on Snape. The time turner! He spun back into the courtroom, without a word to Dumbledore.
"Judge, I need that time turner," breathed Snape.
"Why?"
"My niece was killed by Malfoy three days ago. Please," Snape pleaded.
"Well, I don't know," the judge said.
"She was stabbed in the back! She shouldn't have died."
The judge gave a very long, thoughtful moment to this testimony. "Here, get in, get her, get out. Got it?" The judge handed Snape the device.
Snape nodded as he hastily turned the device. The next thing he knew, he was three days in the past.
"Kill Potter, Skys," Snape heard. Then he saw he shake her head.
Snape darted out. He pushed Malfoy away and grabbed Harper.
Voldemort glared daggers at Snape. "Snape? You bloody traitor!" he bellowed. Voldemort began to raise his wand to perform the Unforgivable Curse. But he never got so far as to perform it.
Snape quickly turned the dial. Once again he was in the future.
"What in Salem?" wondered Harper.
Pure relief flooded Snape. He sunk to his knees, and began to cry.
"Severus? What…what happened?"
"You're alive!"
"Yeah---"
"Let us go back to Hogwarts," Dumbledore interrupted.
Dumbledore, Harper, and Snape went back to Hogwarts. On the way Harper was informed. Snape began to tell her the story, actually sobbing, but Dumbledore gently interrupted, and told her straight out.
"D-d-dead?" she asked when Dumbledore got to the part of her death.
"Yes."
They arrived at Hogwarts, and ushered Harper inside. There were millions of murmurs.
"Harper's alive…?"
"Harper?"
"Hey, look a ghost!"
"She's alive?"
The list went on and on.