AN: I do hope you are enjoying this. I'm working as hard as I can. Sorry chap 4 took so long, for some reason it wouldn't upload. Anyway, back to work.
The entire Great Hall gasped. Hermione looked up at him. He still looked like Severus…
Voldemort ran his fingers through his hair.
"Ahh…this is almost as good as being back in my own body," he smiled and looked down at Hermione. "Sorry, dear girl, but this body is so much nicer, and it fits my needs nicely. A stupidly heroic thing Severus did, throwing me out of your body. I do not think that he realized that, in contacting your body, in a, how would you say, intimate way, I could transfer myself to him."
Hermione slid off the table. Morte stood there, livid. His ears were pinned to his head and the whites of his eyes were showing. He was extremely angry.
Voldemort looked at the Pegasus disdainfully. "Oh back down, you stupid animal, you could never win against me!" He swung his wand and pointed it at Morte. The horse leapt into the air and out into the frigid night.
"Coward."
"Don't call him that!" Hermione snapped.
"You're so brave, now that I'm gone."
"SHUT UP! What right do you have to just come in here-"
"You shut up, you damn Mudblood! You have no idea what you are messing with so stay out of it!"
"He saved me! You expect me to give up on him! Expelliarmus!" He was flung to the far wall.
"Harry! Do something!"
"What do you want me to do, he's immune to me, remember?" Harry yelled back.
"He's insubstantial now! None of your blood flows through his veins!" That realization hit Harry like being run over by the Hogwart's Express.
Voldemort picked himself off. Hermione now held his wand and Harry approached slowly. He grabbed his face. Voldemort began to scream. Harry screamed in reply.
"GET OUT!! GET OUT!! GET OUT!! GET OUT!!" Anger flowed through him. How dare Voldemort come and take over Hermione, and then Snape, just how dare he! He tapped into a power like he had never felt before, and expelled Voldemort from Snape's body.
The spirit rushed out into the night sky, looking for a new host.
Severus crumbled. He lay at Harry's feet and didn't move. Hermione and Draco swept by Harry. Draco rolled him over.
"Professor? Professor, can you hear me?" he asked softly.
Hermione looked at Harry. "Is he gone?"
"For now, Hermione, I couldn't kill him, not like that, but he is no longer in Snape's body."
Hermione turned her attention back to Severus. He wasn't moving. His chest was barely rising and falling. Draco and Hermione turned as they heard a clattering of hooves. Morte was back.
He kneeled down and looked pointedly at Severus, then Hermione, then Draco.
"I think he wants us to put Snape on his back." Draco said softly. Hermione nodded and grabbed Severus' shoulders, while Draco got his feet. They draped him over Morte's back. Morte stood there, staring at them.
"He wants us to get on, Draco."
"Can he hold all of our weight?" Draco's resentment towards Hermione was forgotten now that Snape was down. Snape was more important. Snape really cared about him.
Hermione climbed on and held on to Severus' waist. Draco leapt up behind her. Morte stood and ran straight at the doors. They magically burst open. He took to flying and headed straight to the hospital wing.
"Madame Promfrey!" Hermione said urgently. Poppy ran out in her night clothes and froze.
"Hermione! You're back!"
"Never mind that! What about him?" She gestured to the prone Severus.
"By the Goddess! What on Earth happened to him?"
"It's a long story…is there anything you can do?" Draco asked. Severus was his Godfather after all, and he actually cared for him, unlike his father. Lucius never even talked to Draco anymore, and Narcissa had been killed almost a year ago. Lucius had gone into such a withdrawal that he almost never remembered he had a son.
"Both of you, sit over there…what about the Pegasus?"
"He's trained," they said together.
Gryffindor and Slytherin watched tensely as Promfrey began checking Severus. She frowned.
"Mr. Malfoy, could you bring me that small vial, its blue, the potion is black."
He jumped off the bed and walked over to the cabinet. He pulled it out and walked back over to her and handed it to her.
"Thank you, go back over there and sit down." He complied.
Promfrey poured the potion into his mouth then rubbed his throat so he could drink it. The blood rushed from her face as a blue aura appeared around him. She unclasped the snake pendant from around his neck and handed it to Hermione.
"You'd better hang on to this dear." She sighed and pulled the sheets up around him.
"Madame Promfrey! What's going on? Why won't he wake?" Draco asked, voicing Hermione's concerns.
"I'm afraid Draco, Hermione, that Severus is a prisoner."
They frowned.
"Prisoner? I don't understand?" Hermione whispered.
"A prisoner where? Where is he imprisoned?"
Promfrey looked at them sadly. "He is imprisoned within his own body."
AN 2: Sorry this is such a short chapter, I'm working as hard as I can, though soon weekends are going to be the only time I'll be able to work on it, as on Monday I must begin training 2 horses, but I'll go as fast as I can. Thanks for reading and don't forget to review (if only they would show up! ) and please read my other story, The Dance.