N/A: Hello and welcome back! This is Part 2, Chapter 2! YEA! I feel so special! People are actually reviewing my fic! I love this! Thank you for reviewing! I write this for you reviewers.
Part 2, Chapter 2
When Harry touched ground (gently), he saw people walking around, staring straight forward.
"Ah, Harry Potter. Tell me, what happened to you?" asked a strangely familiar voice.
Harry turned around. "Cedric? Is that you?"
In the flesh. Or rather now." Cedric Diggory said smiling. "How did you die?"
"I didn't. Malfoy send me down here to do something. I'm not sure what, though. Did you say that this place is for the dead?"
Cedric grinned. "I didn't say that, but that's the general idea, yes."
"And all of the dead people go here when they- erm-die?"
"The dead wizards." Cedric corrected.
"And my parents are here, I assume?"
"Yes, but it would take forever to find them. I will tell them you say hi when I meet up with them. We're scheduled to play pool together tomorrow. To listen to me talk is not why you are here, though. Go to the left and you will soon know why you are here. It will be hard for you to know why and how. I doubt you'll even be able to comprehend it…." Cedric trailed off. "But you'll know why you are here once you see The Building."
Harry nodded and looked at him as if he were insane and then said, "Uh, have a nice day."
"It always is." He replied in a sing songy sort of voice.
He nodded and then did something he thought he'd never do: he cut his palm, letting more blood trickle down to the ground as Malfoy instructed him to do.
As he moved forward, the scenery changed. Where he had been before had been a bright cheery sort of place, but now, it was dirty and dark and old and to top it all off, it was thundering and raining quite hard. He walked towards a building with a sign that read: "Inescapeables".
What the hell does that mean? Harry asked as he walked inside.
There were maybe about 5000 wizards sitting down clutching their knees, and rocking back and forth. Some were doing this, some were whimpering, some crying their eyes out, and others were just standing there, completely expressionless. There were children, young adults, and middle aged. There were hardly any really old people.
"Wh-what is this place?" Harry asked out loud.
One of the less madder ones looked at him and said, "We weren't the ones supposed to die; it wasn't time for us to do so yet. Some of us fell through that veil while using the spell at home; that's what all of those Dark Wizards are doing in that corner. I hear that you can do a ritual to call this dimension up.
Just like Sirius! Harry immediately thought as he squeezed some more blood onto the ground. "Tell me, sir. Is there a man by the name of Sirius Black here?"
"Oh yes. He's one of the more sane ones. He turns into a dog just to spite us and make fun of us." He huffed.
"Where is he?" Harry asked excitedly.
"Three flights up, fourth room to your left."
"Thank you so much! I hope someday you will all be at peace."
He made a face. "Keep dreaming."
Harry ran up the flights of stairs and went into the fourth room to his left.
A man was sitting there with rather long shaggy black hair and a gaunt face. He was staring out the window, longing to be outside. But he couldn't. He didn't know how to get out. He was all alone.
"S-S-S-Sirius?"
The man looked at him and jumped onto his bed, clutching his pillow and screamed, "STOP TALKING TO ME! YOU AREN'T REAL!"
Harry's eyes widened and he sat on the bed and looked straight at his godfather, hardly believing it was possible. "Sirius, it's me, Harry. I've come to save you and get you out of this horrible place."
Sirius turned to Harry. "There's no way you could ever save me. My blasted cousin knew what she was doing. She knew I would be sent here to be tortured in this hell forever, having visions of people saving me and helping me. You stopped coming a while ago. Lately, it's been James coming to save me. I hear he's down here too, but can't come in here, because he was supposed to die that day. But it's nice to have company, even though you're not real."
"Sirius, why don't you believe that I'm here to save you?!"
"Because Harry, you are just in my mind. You were coming here in the beginning, telling me that you could get me out and I believed you. I tried to get out and you disappeared. It WASN'T FAIR!!!!!!!" he screeched, hitting his pillow. "NOT GET THE HELL OUT OF MY MIND AND LEAVE ME HERE TO LIVE AN ETERNITY IN THIS HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Sirius, Draco Malfoy did this spell for me, and he does it all of the time with Sylvia." Harry quickly said, hoping this may ring a bell.
His face paled. "Sylvia Epans?"
"Snape." Harry corrected. "And my full name is Harry Potter-Snape. And Malfoy and I are best friends because Ron and Hermione are dating and have no time for me. Sad, isn't it?"
Sirius stared at him. "I highly doubt that I could've come up with something that original, but I'm not sure if that would ever happen."
"SIRIUS! It's me, Harry! Your godson! Your friend! Your family!" he screamed, starting to cry.
"You really aren't a vision?" Sirius stared at him in shock.
"No, I'm not. I've come to save you."
"How?"
"I think I know, and I need to call to Malfoy and I need to do this. It'll hurt, but I'm really sorry, and it's really necessary to do." Harry said, grabbing Sirius' palm and slicing it.
He stared at the blood coming out. "The blood. I have it."
"You're not really dead, Sirius. The people here are not dead, they are stuck in here for eternity, immortal." Harry then looked up at the roof. "Malfoy, I did what you wanted me to do. Now get us out of here!" he screamed.
The light was blinding and then suddenly, Harry and Sirius were back in the Slytherin Dorm. Malfoy was standing there, sweating and panting. He was also smiling. "I did it. Score!"
But Harry and Sirius were not listening. They were hugging and whispering thank you's and I'm sorry's.
Malfoy stood there own eyes starting to water. "Damn you Potter soul. But it's so perfect." He said humorously, trying to wipe his eyes without anyone seeing them.
After a minute or so, the happy effect on Malfoy was wearing dry. "You guys, can we get going? It's just that the other Slytherins will be coming back to get laid and Sylvia will be wondering where the hell we are."
Sirius looked at Malfoy and then said, "Thank you so much. You really didn't have to do this."
Malfoy looked back at Sirius, shaking his head. "Potter and I share souls. The pain he was in- I couldn't bear it." He replied modestly, with a slight tone of emotion in it.
Sirius stared at him for a long time. "I don't think you did it because the two of you shared souls." He muttered under his breath. No one heard him. "Well, thank you anyways." Sirius said out loud.
Malfoy blushed, not used to this sincere praise. "Well, come on. Let's go."
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Harry and Sirius threw over the Invisibility Cloak and followed Malfoy.
He was right, as much as Harry had a problem saying that. The Slytherins were all mulling about, fighting, practicing spells, getting laid, getting high, nothing like the Griffindor Common Room. Pansy Parkinson strode towards Malfoy, getting rather close to his face. "Draco? Tonight? You promised…."
Draco put on a macho face and said, "Sorry luv, I have an appointment with Sylvia Epans. I'll send her your love." Malfoy said, a smile playing at his lips.
"Tomorrow?" she asked desperately.
"May-be."" Malfoy said, enjoying the look she was giving him as he walked away and pushed the entrance portrait and walked out. "Harry? Black? You two still there?"
Harry and Sirius were shaking with uncontrollable laughter. Malfoy turned crimson. "I'm very popular with the ladies. You should see a good night. This was nothing, I have girls dueling to get my attention."
"No thank you, I really don't feel like seeing what you do in your spare time." Harry replied, still cracking up.
"Shut up! They may hear you and if your father finds out about Sirius coming back, he'll murder me for helping you out." He paused. "And you, for that matter."
Harry and Sirius swallowed their laughter and walked down the stairs to the Potion dungeons and into Sylvia's room. They walked in. Sylvia was reading an Advanced Arithmancy book.
"Guess who's here, Sylvia?" Malfoy asked as Harry and Sirius threw off their cloak.
Her eyes bulged. "You did it?!?!?!?!" she shrieked.
She ran to Malfoy and threw her arms around him and smothered him with kisses, then gave Harry a huge sisterly hug and walked up to Sirius, staring at him as if he was a ghost. "I can't believe it's you. I KNEW you were innocent!"
Sirius looked confused for a moment, and then realized she was talking about his time in Azkaban. "Um, thanks." He said before she threw her arms around him, content and caught up in the moment. God I wish I was her!
Sirius looked at Harry and Malfoy, who were trying their hardest to keep straight faces. Finally, after Sylvia was finished hugging him, Sirius said, "We'd better alert Dumbledore."
The three quickly paled…well, as pale as they were already. It didn't matter. They paled more. "Uh, Dumbledore doesn't have the slightest idea about the three of us and that Sylvia and Harry are twins, right?"
"It wasn't confirmed." Sirius said slowly.
"Wait. How DID you know about it?" Malfoy asked. Sylvia grinned at him and then said something to him that no one heard.
"I was spying on Snivellus-I mean Severus and I found parts out, pulled him over and forced him to tell me the whole truth." Sirius said unabashedly, grinning at the looks of surprise and shock.
"So you got the whole story through my father? Did you ever steal any of his diaries?" Sylvia asked grinning.
"No, but James did." Sirius said, grinning at the old memories.
"Smart boy." Sylvia said, enjoying hearing this about her second father.
"Uh, guys? Can we just wait until we know that Sirius is safe from Snape?" Harry put in. "As much as I love a Snape bashing story, we have bigger things on our hands."
"Oh. Right." The two troublemakers said in unison.
Malfoy suddenly let out a laugh.
"What?" Sylvia asked innocently.
"It's just-okay. The Man Who Lived was saved by the Boy Who Lived, who was helped out by the Boy Who Shares a Soul With the Boy Who Lived, and a special thanks to the Girl Who Lived! That is so funny!" Malfoy collapsed on the bed, cracking up.
"Er, Sylvia, I think that Cheering Charm was a little too much." Sirius said grinning ear to ear.
She blushed. "How'd you see?"
"I see everything."
"He wasn't being very friendly.
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Severus Snape was quite angry. Everyone was telling him what to do, to stay put. It's Karma. I shouldn't have made fun of Black for that same thing………Damn Karma.
Dumbledore had just told him that he didn't want him to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts at all anymore. He never gave him a reason, which pissed Severus off even more.
Quick note from author: I am giving Sevvy an actual heart in this fanfic. I mean, deep down, there's a scared little boy hidden inside of him. I am going to force that child out, whether he wants to or not.
Sevvy: Don't! I like being an asshole of a bastard!
Ashii: Oh shut it. This is my fic and I'll do as I please!
Sevvy: (Glares)
Ashii: Baby.
Okay, back to the fic!
Severus continued on, ignoring the horrifying orgy going on in the Slytherin Common Room. Well, it's Friday night at midnight. Give the kids some slack. He said to himself.
Unfortunately, there was a slight issue. A first year was getting cornered by Crabbe and Goyle. "Crabbe! Goyle! Leave Bote alone! If he doesn't want to do something, don't pressure him into it!" Severus roared.
He remembered that he was very much like Bote, the runt who got picked on, without a girlfriend and obsessed with dark magic. Look at him now: He was rather tall, getting made fun of by students, no girlfriend and obsessed with Potions. A slight improvement. Although Bote was a runt who was really popular, had a girlfriend, and enjoyed Charms. Severus thought as he moved his way up the stairs. He needed to speak with Malfoy about Sylvia.
When he opened the door, no one was in it. He did notice something on Malfoy's bed. It was a basin that was freshly used. He recognized it, as he had seen Malfoy use it countless time. Only this time, there was someone else's blood. Snape stared at it and then muttered, "Exibeo Appello!"
The blood lit up and formed the words, "Harry Potter-Snape."
Severus' eyes widened. Potter? What? How could- Sylvia……
He ran out of the Common Room, a wild expression on his face. He flew down to Sylvia's room and it burst open.
Sylvia screamed and Sirius stood up, his wand out. Harry and Draco stood beside him, their wands out too.
Severus certainly wasn't expecting that. He expected something odd, but not this. "B-B-B-Black?" He asked in shock.
"Snivellus?" Sirius asked mockingly.
"I thought you were dead."
"Never dead. Just gone."
"How the hell did you get out?"
"Harry helped me, and also, a young man by the name of Draco Malfoy. Come. I'll explain it all to you, as long as you don't ask any more questions."
"Okay."
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"-And that's how they two boys saved me from the veil." Sirius finished.
"But-how did Draco and Harry become friends? And what dies my daughter have to do with any of this?" Severus asked in amazement.
Sirius gave him a look that reminded Severus of that gaunt stare from when he was in Azkaban. A tired, unable to concentrate in this dimension look. "That is something you should ask your children and Mister Malfoy."
"You never had a problem interrogating me about secrets."
"And neither did you, as I remember." Sirius replied with a puppy-like grin that clearly said, "Haha."
Severus then did something he probably had never done to Sirius before: He pouted like a child. Of course, maybe he wasn't such a child, because then he said, "Go fuck yourself, Black." And you're not about to hear that from a child.
"Don't feel like it. Though I'll be sure to let you know when I do, though." Sirius replied with a slight grin.
"Is that an invitation?"
"Uh, you guys? Are you finished flirting? I mean, I wouldn't mind having Sirius as a step-dad, he's real nice, but you two are scaring me." Sylvia interrupted.
"We asked the three of you to leave the room." Severus said, fuming.
"Sorry, I forgot the handcuffs. Draco wants to try a few things on Harry."
Severus and Sirius practically fell over. Sylvia loved shocking adults. It gave her something to do.
"Just kidding. I just heard you two starting to flirt like little purple daisies."
"Little purple what?!" Severus asked.
"Inside joke. Okay, so are we going to alert the Order of the Phoenix about Sirius' return or what?"
"I will do that tomorrow." A voice said behind them. "Sirius, it's…good to see you."
"Dumbledore! Naturally, you're in the loop. How'd you find out?"
"Merely a suspicion of mind that someone opened up a Death Portal. I am so relieved to know that you are back with us once again."
"I may seem okay, but I have a headache and it hurts like hell." Sirius replied, rubbing the back of his head.
"Oh Sirius, we know there is no such thing as hell." Dumbledore replied.
"Where was I, then? I have been to two hells, and have escaped both of them. Azkaban and that hell called the Inescapables. I think you haven't the faintest idea of what I've gone through." Sirius replied, challenging Albus Dumbeldore.
His eyes twinkled Who else's eyes twinkle? SO there fore, I don't have to say whose, you guys should know. ""I may not feel what you've felt, but I have the general idea, Sirius."
Sirius lowered his head and bit his tongue to hold back a rather rude remark. Sylvia stood there with a big, goofy grin on her face.
"Oh, hello Miss Snape. How might you be?"
Her smile grew even wider. "I'm just glad someone acknowledges my birth name."
Sirius and Sylvia shot a look at Severus, who looked ready to murder someone. Dumbledore gave a slight chuckle, as if she was joking. "Well, if you two are done, I'd like to speak with Sirius alone. Come, Sirius." Dumbledore motioned. "Harry, Draco, you two can come in now."
Harry and Draco walked in together laughing. Sirius and Dumbledore left, leaving Harry, Draco, Sylvia, and Severus standing there. Severus stared at Harry and it was silent. "Hello Potter."
"Um, hi Professor."
"Your assignment on the Polyjuice Potion was quite good. Did Epans help you?"
"No. I know a lot about it already."
"Oh."
"So, do you have anything planned for next class?" Harry asked, trying to keep no tense silence between everyone.
Severus looked at Harry strangely. "My classes are the same every year. Well, pretty much. There are a few changes in the words, but overall the same."
"Oh."
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Harry and Draco spent the night in Sylvia's room, under Severus and Sirius' supervision, of course.
Around four in the morning, Severus let out a howl of pain and clutched his left forearm and continued to scream.
Harry and Sylvia jolted awake, while Draco continued to sleep. Sirius, however, was the first to actually react. He grabbed Severus by the shoulders and held him still. Severus immediately stopped screaming, though his face held pain and terror.
"What is the matter?" Sirius asked him slowly.
"The Dark Lord-my Mark- He's coming." Severus stuttered, and then fell to the floor, panting.
"Harry, Sylvia, he's coming. Wake Draco and get out." When the didn't come, he bellowed, "GET OUT!"
"No!" Draco said, finally waking up. "I want to see him. I want to see the bastard who captured my father's love like that."
"And I want to stay too. We Snape's don't run, do we Harry?" Sylvia said.
"Harry Snape? Ugh, please no. But Sylvia's right, Sirius. I've faced him before, and I don't run."
Severus suddenly started to jerk around wildly. Something was coming out from his arm, and he screamed a loud scream as Voldemort slowly appeared. He wore black robes with a hood, his red slits for eyes with a sneering expression. Harry was surprised no one had heard them yelling. "Crucio!" Voldemort said, pointing his wand at Draco.
Draco screamed and fell to the floor, twitching.
"You're next, Miss Snape, if you dare make any movement." He said as Sylvia ran towards Draco. "You Snape's don't run, do you?"
Sylvia glared at him. "So, you are 'Lord Voldemort'. Well, 'Lord', I praise you! Tell me, however did you find us? You are a 'Lord', after all." She spat in his face.
Draco and Harry gasped and stared at Sylvia in shock. "AVADA KEDAVRA!" Voldemort yelled at Sylvia.
The blinding green light shot out of his wand, but Sylvia's reflexes were prefect. She jumped out of the way.
"Miss Snape. Silencio!" Voldemort said.
Sylvia opened her mouth to speak, but she could not. "Imperio!" he said, hitting Sylvia. "Sit."
She sat on the bed and shook the unconscious Draco until he woke up. Sirius and Harry stood there, unsure of what to do.
"Why are you here? To kill us?" Harry asked.
Voldemort turned to Harry and walked towards him. Sirius walked in front of Harry. "Oh, how touching, Mister Black, if you had any respect for James Potter, you'd better get the hell out of my way and sit on the bed with Snape and Malfoy."
"Do as he says, Sirius." Harry said quietly.
Sirius' face held rage, but he managed to move away from Harry without saying anything. "Now, the three of you, stay here and watch that pathetic excuse for a Snape."
Draco, Sirius and Sylvia all stared at Voldemort in terror as he looked at Harry with a grin on his face. "Harry, come with me."
"NO!" Sirius yelled, standing up.
"Black, if you move one more inch, I will blast you to bits. I do not call you to duel. In due time, we will duel, but this is far bigger than me."
"And what might this be?" Harry asked.
"Come with me If you want to live and I'll tell you."
Harry looked at Sirius, who looked as if he was holding the urge to go up to Voldemort and beat the shit out of him. As would I.
Voldemort saw Sirius' face. "If you wish to come along, I will not stop you. But this man has to be taken accounted for, especially since he'll die in a half an hour if he's not saved." He said, looking over at Severus, who was now awake, extremely pale, and panting.
"Help me-someone." Severus said and then closed his eyes and fell back down to the floor.
"FATHER!" Sylvia screeched and ran to him, Draco quickly following. Sirius looked at Harry with sad eyes and then walked towards Severus.
"We will return in a half an hour." Voldemort said, and then snapped his fingers.
Harry and Voldemort then disappeared.
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"Now, you are probably wondering why the HELL would I do this? Well, I'm wondering the exact same thing, but it must be done." Voldemort said to Harry.
"Where are we?" Harry looked around.
"The deep forests of Albania, where I salvaged for life for thirteen years."
Harry nodded. The forests were thick with lots of trees As it was a forest. There was a small hut-like building in the clearing they were in, some firewood, and animal skeletons all around.
"So this is where you lived?"
"Don't ask questions. I am here to tell you something that only you can stop."
"Okay, I know you don't want me to talk, but why are you doing this? You sound as if you want to help me."
"There are different sides to every story, and good and evil are not always the case. There are sometimes other sides and other points of view. This is the case to this particular part of history.
"When I was still young and known as Tom Marvolo Riddle Jr., I hated the truth. Apparently, you do too. I am a half blood, as are you. Quick note from author.: Harry cannot be a half blood, as both of his parents are wizards. He is a half Mudblood! Lol But I am going with JKR's idea and that's what you'll go by. You and I have more than one destiny to fulfill. This is another prophecy meant for you, Sylvia Snape, Draco Malfoy, Sirius Black, Severus Snape, Albus Dumbledore, and me. Allow me to read it:
"Something greater than all good, more powerful than the foulest thing on Earth and has more desire than those who have nothing. He himself created the Mirror of Erised, and he sees himself as powerful as evil itself. The family will become a family, evil will unite with good, and two people will not be what is meant to be. He will be defeated only at the time of his defeater's death."
"And who might this power hungry person be?" Harry couldn't help but asking.
"Let me explain it.
"When I was at school, Albus Dumbledore, Mr. Do-gooder kept insisting that I be under his personal care, because he suspected me of opening the Chamber of Secrets. He had a good reason, but that is another story you already know. He watched me and watched me; threatening me many times.
"Since you know my temper, you can understand in empathy as to why I attacked him one day years after I graduated Hogwarts, feeling ready to take him on.
We dueled. I was a lot more powerful than he thought I was, though. We took many blows, and then he performed the Crutacias Curse and Avada Kedavra. We both threw the Avada Kedavra Curse at the same time. The two curses collided and our powers fused together. I became stronger.
"We continued dueling. He was growing tired; I could tell. I chose to tackle those old knees, hoping he'd die from physical pain. He fell to the floor.
"Something happened that even I cannot understand and I highly doubt you will ever manage to even fathom of what happened. Somehow, we ended up performing the Dementor's Kiss to each other. I managed to stop him before he took my soul, but I got his soul. Strangely enough, he did not die or became worse than that. He acted like normal, only he didn't have any conscience or any type of humanity in him.
"This created a ritual. A powerful soul went into me and I rose as Lord Voldemort. So, if you have caught on, I am scared of him because he doesn't have his soul, yet still lives and acts like a human. But he's not. Wouldn't you be terrified of someone like that?
"Yes, Albus Dumbledore is not a man, but longs to be one again. Only the power of Invisus Veritas would be able to save him. But until the right moment, he just needs to make sure that I do not harm his opportunity to live. Your prophecy was wrong. I wanted to kill you because you held the power that would help bring him back to power. And who knows what he will do after that."
"So-Dumbledore is-"
"He's looking for a soul. And I am quite certain that you, Harry Potter, ruined it for him. You were pure good, something from Heaven itself. You and Draco Malfoy now share souls. He is a Slytherin soul, something very foul, according to soul readers."
"And I had a Slytherin soul before! Remember, I'm the half son of Severus Snape!"
"Dear boy, blood is not your soul! It is your own individual! Unless, you count combining two or more peoples' souls together, like you and Malfoy did. Albus needs a pure soul. As you can see, Draco Malfoy is not pure."
"What about Sylvia?"
"She's in Slytherin, remember?"
Harry frowned, remembering that Sylvia originally wasn't in Slytherin. Snape had paid money to get her in it. Why did Dumbledore do that? Something began to click in his mind, yet he didn't say anything to Voldemort. He still wasn't sure if he trusted him.
"Now listen. You must find a way to get the destruction of Albus Dumbledore. I have tried all that I could, but I have only found one way, and I can't do it; I don't have a whole soul. It is called Invisus Verit-"
A loud voice came from behind the trees. "Excessum abolexco semper infinitas infinitio caedo te!" a high voice yelled, and a flash of green and dark red hit Voldemort hard in the chest. Harry gave a cry and stared at the figure standing there.
"But I found a way to kill you, Tom." The voice hissed as Voldemort fell dead on the soil.
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"Father! Don't die! Please, no!" Sylvia sobbed as Severus grew paler and weaker.
Sirius bit is lip Such a cute image "Draco, what sort of spells or rituals do you know about this sort of thing?"
Draco raised an eyebrow. "One or two or three or many. Why ask me?"
"One, you brought me back from the veil. Two, that means you know the Dark Arts. This is a Dark Arts spell. Therefore, you will know the counter curse to this spell."
"You should be a Logic teacher." Sylvia commented.
Sirius glared at her. "Ha. Ha."
Draco held back his laughter and moved closer to his Potions teacher. After what seemed like an eternity, he grinned. "Voldemort, you great prat. Oh, this is going to be so interesting." He let out a laugh and then covered his mouth, trying to stop.
"How do you save him?!" Sylvia asked desperately.
Draco looked at her. "Either to blood or a long kiss from the enemy of the intended victim. Hmm…..Who do we know that is the enemy of Severus Snape? Hmmm….Sirius, might you have ANY idea of a person?"
Sirius, who had grown almost as pale as Severus, said, "Blood?"
"You slit your wrist or palm, and he drinks you blood. Or you two can make out." Draco replied. "This is why most people hate Dark Magic."
"What are you waiting for?!" Sylvia screeched.
Severus shook his head. "Not the kiss, not the kiss. Not the blood. I'd rather die."
Sylvia gave him a fierce glare and he said, "Never mind. The blood."
I feel like writing a Sevvy/Siri fic. I did write one, but it's only a few pages long, just one of those cute fluffy fics. Lol
Sirius nodded, knowing that he was the hero of this part of the fic. "Is there any particular way I need to….erm…..feed him?" Sirius asked.
"Sit beside him, hold him close, and he drinks your blood." Draco replied, smirking.
Sirius gave him a glare. "I'm starting to think you're getting off on this."
Draco shrugged and said, "You'd better hurry. The longer you wait, the more blood he has to drink from you. Here's my knife."
"Why do you have a knife?" Sirius asked, staring at the incredibly sharp blade.
"My father gave it to me. One of the better things he has given to me."
Sirius glanced at Draco warily, slit his wrist gently, and held it up to Severus' mouth. "Drink it. At least it's better than a kiss."
Severus drank. After about a minute, Sylvia asked, "How much does he need? Sirius' is starting to go pale."
"He needs a lot. Don't worry, it won't kill him. Severus isn't a vampire or anything. He doesn't have those powers." Draco replied as he watched the two men look disgusted at each other.
A minute later, Severus pulled away, gasping for breath. Draco tapped his wand on Sirius' wrist, and the wound was healed completely.
"Father? Are you okay?"
"B-B-Black, your blood is disgusting." Severus finally managed to say, making a sour face. "I need some water."
Sylvia grabbed her water jug and handed it to him. He took in a long drink. Sirius pouted. "I'm sure your blood is SO much better." He groaned. "I can't BELIEVE I did that! James really would have killed me!" he exclaimed. He looked at Severus and made that funny face where you realize you just did something totally wrong and you're terrified about it. "I can't believe we share blood!!!!!!!"
"You don't have my blood. I have yours." Severus pointed out.
Draco looked at Sylvia. "I have a feeling that slash is about to come into the picture, don't you?"
Sylvia nodded. "Oh yeah."
"Slash?" Sirius and Serverus asked in unison.
"It's nothing." Sylvia reassured them. "Yet."
"Does anyone know where Harry is?" Draco suddenly asked. "He's been gone for a long time."
No one heard him. Severus and Sirius were fighting. Severus accused Sirius for planning this whole thing, just so he could look better. Sirius told Severus that if he had just told Harry the truth from the beginning, then this probably wouldn't have happened. In other words, they hadn't changed.
Draco and Sylvia sighed. "Why are they fighting? They should be happy! Sirius is back, and Father is alive!"
Draco nodded. "I've read enough to know what's going to happen next."
"Are you implying they kiss, Mr. Draco?" Sylvia asked in her best prissy British snob accent.
"Not yet. Just before they kiss, something interrupts them. Normally, it's either very dramatic or very funny."
Sure enough, Harry appeared out of no where right in between the two lovebirds. Dammit
"Harry!" Sirius exclaimed, glared at Severus, and kneeled down next to a trembling Harry. "What happened?"
"Voldemort's dead."
"You killed him?" Sylvia asked.
"No. He was trying to help me, and- save the world. Before he could tell me how I could finish his plan, he killed him. He muttered a curse, powerful Dark Magic."
"Malfoy?" Sirius looked at Draco, implying Draco's Dark Magic knowledge.
"What? Oh, what sort of Dark Magic curse?"
"It killed Voldemort faster than the Avada Kedavra could kill a mouse. Green and dark red light." Harry replied, shivering at the memory.
"Who did this?" Draco asked, trying to get more information.
"He did. He did." Harry moaned. "I TRUSTED HIM!"
"WHO?!?!" Sirius roared.
Harry glared at his godfather, searching for words. "I-I can't say-"
"Because you don't know? Because he made you promise not to say?" Sylvia asked gently.
"N-n-n-n-o. Because I'm scared to say his name." Harry replied.
"Maybe Dumbledore will know." Sirius said, smiling. "That bloke knows everything."
Harry stared at him. "That's him! He killed Voldemort and tried to kill me!"
"Who?" Severus asked, dreading the answer.
"DUMBLEDORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Harry screamed as loud as he could.
~~~~~~**END OF PART 2**~~~~~~
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Hehe, that was the end of Part 2! A special thanks to Dragonchild, Dark Angel 240, and arivania, who have been reading my fic faithfully (I love you guys.) Hope you enjoyed it, and I hope more people start reading it!
As promised, here is part 2 to my weird Spongebob fic:
Spongebob: I like Krabby Patties.
Squidward: I don't. They suck.
Patrick: I like cows.
Spongebob: That's because you are one.
Patrick: I thought I was a star fish.
Squidward: Oh lord, give me strength.
WILL SQUIDWARD EVER GET AWAY FROM SPONGEBOB? FIND OUT NEXT TIME AT THE END OF PART 3!!!!!! THE END!!!!!!!!
Lots of love,
~Ashii Black