When all of the children were out, the teachers all returned to the great hall to look

for any kind of evidence, or any sign of something out of the ordinary. Sheyliegh and Severus

decided that they should probably be with the rest of the teachers. So all of them began to

survey the big room. None of them saw a figure in the far corner remove an invisibility cloak.

"Albus!" gasped Minerva. Albus and the others all began to run over to where she was

standing. Severus looked down to the floor where she was poiting. Lying there was the body of

Argus Filch, the care taker. His heart stopped and his stomach hit the floor. He heard Sheyliegh

gasp beside him, and he looked over at her terrified face. He embraced her to comfort the both

of them.

"Who ever killed him, must have conjured the dark mark," said Albus with his voice

shaking.

All of a sudden from behind, Severus was knocked down to the floor, and pinned down.

Sheyliegh let out a shriek. "Dammit Sirius! What the bloody hell are you doing?" Sirius, who

still had him pinned to the floor ignored his question and turned to Albus.

"Sirius, it wasn't Severus. Now get off of him."

"No. He's the only one that would do it- the only one here who knows how to do it. You

don't know for a fact that he didn't do it. No one does." His eyes were full of rage and hatred.

"Ahem," came a small cough from over in the corner. All of them turned to see the origin

of the cough. "Sure. You guys may not know who conjured it. But oh, I do."

Walking torwards them was none other than Voldemort. Wormtail stood at his side. Both of

them had their wands out and pointed at them all. The doors flew open again, and in walked a

group of masked strangers. All of the teachers pulled out their wands and held them tightly.

"Oh, don't worry. I didn't come for all of you. I only came for two of you."

"Get the hell out of here now," whispered Severus in an angry voice. Sirius had gotten

off of him and had allowed him to get to his feet.

Voldemort moved torwards him until he was an inch from his face. "Oh what's wrong Sevvie?

Didn't you miss me? No? Not even a little bit?" He leaned forward and bit Severus' bottom lip.

When he got no reaction from him, he pulled away and looked from him to Sheyliegh. "Oh don't

worry my dear. Severus will be fine. I'll take good care of him. Won't I Sev?" He looked at him

once more, seductively.

"But I must say. The effort you put into fighting that curse. Wow. I am amazed Severus."

The teachers stood around watching this with their wands still clutched tight. The death

eaters all stood grouped together back behind Voldemort, waiting for instructions. "No my dear.

It is you that you should fear for. You are the reason behind this whole trip. The reason I

needed to come so badly. You see, I need your dear husband. If I am to overtake this wizarding

world once more, I must have his help again. But with you in the way... I see that's just not

possible." He raised his wand, pointed it at her heart, and muttered a spell that no one in the

room had ever heard before.

At the moment the curse was conjured, the teachers started to throw curses everywhere.

Light flew all over the place, along with sparks. Severus dived to the floor next to Sheyliegh.

Her face was suddenly pale, and her eyes were wide open. But there was still a heart beat. He

threw her up over her shoulders and made a run for the doors. He had to get her out of here.

He had almost made it to the doors when they were suddenly thrown shut by a spell thrown

by a death eater. He searched in his robes to find his wand to perform "Alohomora" but found that

it was missing. He looked over to where he had knelt next to Sheyliegh and saw it laying there.

"Shit!"

Suddenly things went quiet. Severus looked over to the side of the room to see that the

teachers had been cornered since they were definately out numbered by the death eaters.

Voldemort started to walk torwards Severus. "Put her down."

"No. What did you do to her you son of a bitch?"

A cold, wicked laugh errupted from his lips. "I did what needed to be done Severus. You

see, everytime you get married and settled down this seems to happen doesn't it?" A smile

stretched across his face. "She is dying, Severus. Very slowly and painfully. Although she does

not show it, she is in immense pain. And with her finally out of the way, you can return to me

and help me strike fear into this pityful wizarding community once more."

Severus was now laying Sheyliegh on the ground in front of him. He was knelt beside her

with his eyes full of tears. He heard a noise break out from behind him, and he turned to see the

doors open. In the door way stood Potter and a whole group of sixth and seventh year Gryffindors.

They all had their wands held tightly and began to scream curses and jinxes. This was the best

time of any to try and get Sheyliegh away.

He picked her up and ran her to the hospital wing. Finding an empty bed as soon as he

walked in, he layed her down on it and ran back to the great hall. As much as he wanted to stay

and be with Sheyliegh, to stay and watch over her, he knew that his help was needed with the rest

of the teachers and Gryfindors.

When he walked into the room though, he found all of the students petrified and laying on

the floor. The teachers were still fighting the death eaters off the best they could. Even

without magic. Severus eyed his wand and went to get it. When he bent over to pick it up however

a foot stepped onto it. He raised his eyes and saw Voldemort looking right back at him.

Severus stood up to look him in the eye. Voldemort's hand reached and grabbed Severus

fore arm. The dark mark that was located there started burn like it hadn't for a long time. "Sev,

it's over. Please, just come back with me." His hand moved down from his arm onto his stomach and

then found it's resting spot on his hip. "Remember how much fun you and I used to have? I miss

that Severus. I really do. And I need your knowledge in potions to help me with certain tasks. No

matter from what angle you look at it, I need you. And I think you need me too."

The certain feeling that Severus had felt a few weeks before started to penitrate his

body once again. He wanted to say yes. He wanted to go and help him- wanted to please him. The

word 'yes' was lingering on his lips. But just like a radio had been turned on, his mind went

back to the image of his wife's face. "No. You may need me, but I don't need you."

"Avada Kadavera!" came from behind Voldemort. Harry, Remus, and Sirius had all hit him at

once. The spell was three times as effective. Hitting Voldemort in the back, he suddenly fell to

the floor. He wasn't dead yet though. He just lay there, his breath was staggering. Severus bent

over and picked up his wand. He pointed it straight at him and murmered, "This is for all the

shit you ever put me through." Light came from his wand, and Voldemort started to wriggle and

squirm, screaming in pain.

The death eaters and the teachers all stopped their dueling to look at what was going on.

This was the perfect time for the teachers, as they stunned all of the death eaters and watched

them fall to the floor. "This is for all of the wizards and witches that lost their lives trying

to kill your ass." He hit him again with the same curse, making the pain he felt even worse. "And

this... this..." his voice was shaky, unstable, and whispering. "This is for Sara. For Lilly.

And now for Sheyliegh. Avada Kadevera."

With that Voldmort let out one more cry of pain, and from all of the curses he was hit

with, he died. Finally, the man that had once struck the fear into even the strongest wizards

just by mention of his name, was dead.

"Sheyliegh..." Severus' wand fell to the floor and he took of running to the hospital

wing. All of the teachers, with the exception of Albus, Remus, and Sirius, followed him. "Albus,

go and see how she's doing. She's your neice. I'll take care of these guys."

"Thanks Remus, I owe you. As soon as you get done come straight to the hospital wing."

Albus and Sirius took off to join the others.

Severus leaned over her and looked into her silver eyes which were so emotionless and so

unreal. All of the laughter and happiness was gone. This wasn't at all like her. "Poppy. You

heard what he said. You heard what's happening to her. Can you do anything?"

Maddam Pomfrey was looking through her remedy books at the time, looking for something-

anything. No one heard Albus come in behind them all. Minerva jumped at the sudden sound of his

voice. "I am afraid there is only one spell that will do the trick, Severus."

He turned to look his father figure in the face. "No Albus. You can't mean the-"

"That's the only choice that we have. I'm afraid it must be done."

"No Albus. I won't let you do that!"

The elderly man walked torwards him and put his hand onto his shoulder. "She is my neice.

And if that's what it takes to save her, than so be it. I have been on this earth far too long. I

have done my part in this life. Sheyliegh's life was just begining. She just got married to the

most wonderful wizard I've ever met. She needs this. So it will be done."