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To my readers: Just as a warning this chapter gets kinda sad near the end of it.
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That night, Harry and Ron were to be found in the Gryffindor common room (Hermione was in her dorm, sleeping), playing a leisurely game of Wizard's chess. So far they had played 5 games (Ron had won all of them), and they were almost finished with the 6th game. At the moment, Harry's King was being chased around the chess board by Ron's Queen, Castle, and Knight, and, of course, his King.
"Harry?" Ron said to his friend.
"Hm?" replied Harry.
"Are you feeling all right?" asked Ron, with concern.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Harry sighed.
"I don't believe you," said Ron in a tone of voice Harry had never heard him use before. "You're playing worse than usual, and that's saying something, as you're not very good at this game. You're playing even worse than Hermione!"
Harry sighed.
"Are you worried about what will happen tonight?"
"Yeah, you could say that," Harry replied. He moved his King further away from Ron's Queen, who was catching up alarmingly fast.
"Harry, they'll be fine, I'm sure they will."
"How do you know that?" asked Harry, who's voice was surprisingly bitter and angry. "Because Dumbledore says so?"
Ron looked at Harry in surprise and shock. "Harry, mate, are you seriously ok?"
Harry sighed again. "Yes, I'm ok, I already told you that. I'm just-"
"Worried about tonight?" Ron finished for him.
"Well, yeah," said Harry, "and not only that, I'm just scared that something bad might happen."
"I'm sure it won't, Harry," said Ron. "Now," said Ron after a pause, "let's get this game finished so we can go to bed, or Hermione will have our heads. It's late enough as it is." Harry smiled.
Ron finished up the game by losing spectacularly to Harry, who's King had snuck up unnoticed behind Ron's King, and beheaded him.
~*~
"Ok, we're here," whispered Snape. It was a dark, cold evening, and Snape, McGonagall, and Lupin were hiding under cover of darkness outside the Dursley household. A few lights were on inside the house.
"Severus, why can't we just go up to the house and get them?" McGonagall whispered. "And why do we have to whisper?"
"The answer to both of your questions, Minerva," Snape replied, "is Death Eaters. We certainly do not want them to catch us."
Professor McGonagall fell silent as Snape checked to make sure that the coast was clear.
"It's all right," he said, motioning for them to come forward. "Come on," Snape added, as the three walked up the driveway.
When Snape, McGonagall, and Lupin reached the front door, Lupin gave it a hard knock. They all waited a while, but no one answered the door. Luping again knocked on the door, and rang the doorbell, but, like the previous time, nothing happened.
"I don't like this, Severus," said Lupin worriedly.
"I don't like this either," McGonagall said.
Snape remained silent, and after a slight, tense pause, he rang the doorbell a few times, and knocked again on the door a couple times.
"M-maybe they're asleep..." said McGonagall uncertainly.
"No, I don't think so," replied Snape.
"Then-what?"
"If they were asleep, then they would have woken up at the racket we were making by ringing the doorbell," said Snape.
"Well," said Lupin, "maybe we should go inside, and see if they're there."
"All right," Snape replied, and he shoved himself into the door, and to his great surprise, it burst open, causing him to almost fall to the floor.
Lupin's mouth dropped open in surprise. So did McGonagall's. Snape picked himself up from the floor and brushed himself off.
"Severus, I don't like this. Severus, I don't like this at all. What if they're dead?" said McGonagall in a quiet voice.
Snape ignored her.
"Let's check around the house for them," he said. Lupin failed to point out that if the Dursley's were in the house they'd be asking what three wizards were doing in their house in the middle of the night. "Minerva," Snape continued, "you and Lupin search down here for them, and I'll go upstairs and look around."
Quietly Snape ascended the staircase while McGonagall and Lupin went into the Dursley's living room. Snape reached the top of the staircase, and the instant he set his foot on the top stair, he heard McGonagall scream. Quickly Snape ran down the stairs and into the living room. He noticed Lupin looking in disbelief at the floor in front of him, mouth open in shock. McGonagall had turned away. Snape looked in Lupin's direction, and followed his eye line to the floor in front of him, and what he saw made him stop instantly in his tracks. Harry's Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin were lying on the floor. They were dead. Snape, McGonagall, and Lupin were too late.
Quickly Snape cast a spell over the Dursley's and sent them to the Ministry of Magic, with a note telling the reason the Dursley's were dead. He then went over to McGonagall and Lupin and hugged them, and when they all broke apart, Snape finally found his voice.
"Quick, if the Dursley's are already dead, we must hurry and apparrate to where the Evans live. They could possibly still be alive, and if they are, we will most likely have to rescue them from the Death Eaters," he said. Then he, McGonagall, and Lupin apparrated to the Evans' house, not knowing the danger they were getting themselves into.
~*~
Lupin, Snape, and McGonagall reached the house where Evans' lived. The streetlights cast the road in an eerie orange glow. Not a light was on in any of the houses, and as Lupin, Snape, and McGonagall crept quietly towards the Evans' house, everything was silent. Lupin thought that this wasnÕt wasnÕt a good sign, and said so.
"Severus," he said in a whisper, "are you sure we're not to late? I've got a bad feeling about this."
"Shh...quiet," said Snape. He decided not to answer Lupin's question, as he had the same feeling.
They walked up to the house, and when they reached the porch, a noise was heard from behind them. Snape, McGonagall, and Lupin all turned around instantly, but they saw nothing, so they continued on silently toward the front door.
Lupin was about to ring the door bell, when all of a sudden there was a voice.
"Do not turn around," said the harsh, female voice. "Go into the house, and if any of you makes a sound or tries to escape, I will personally have the great pleasure in torturing and killing you." The women opened the door with a spell, and Lupin, Snape, and McGonagall were pushed inside.
Once they were through, and the door had been closed behind them, the lights were immediately turned on, revealing a fairly large entryway that glittered with light. The woman led them along a hallway and into a somewhat smaller room, where there were two other Death Eaters near to the side of the room, and in the middle of the room, there stood a man known by no other name than Lord Voldemort.
"Ah...so you have come. To rescue the Evans' perhaps?" Voldemort said politely.
"What have you done with them?" said Lupin, almost fiercely. He showed no trace of how scared he really was to meet the killer of two of his best friends.
"So you have come to rescue them." Here the three Death Eaters laughed. It was almost unsettling. "Well, I am terribly sorry, but I am afraid that," here Voldemort broke into and evil grin, "you are too late."
Professor McGonagall gasped. Professor Lupin kept looking at Voldemort, and a fury was in his eyes the like of which had never been there before. Snape was the only one who spoke.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH THEM?" Snape bellowed.
"Come and see."
The three Death Eaters pushed Lupin, McGonagall, and Snape forward into a smaller room that was connected into the room that they were already in. Voldemort turned the light switch on, and Snape's, Lupin's, and McGonagall's eyes traveled to two people lying on the floor. The two people were Mark Evans' parents, and they were-
"Dead!" Professor McGonagall said fearfully, putting her hand over her mouth. Snape just stood there with his mouth open in shock. Lupin, however, was looking furiously at Voldemort.
"WHY?" He yelled, "WHY DID YOU KILL THEM?"
Voldemort smiled evilly. "That," he said, "is an interesting story." He waved his wand, and three chairs appeared. "Please be seated, while I tell you." Lupin, McGonagall, and Snape sat down, and immediately Voldemort gave another wave of his wand, and the three Hogwarts Professors were bound to their chairs.
"Where shall I begin?" Voldemort said. Snape struggled against the binding ropes. "Silence, you betrayer!" Voldemort raised his wand and pointed it at Snape. "CRUCIO!" Suddenly the room was filled with Snapes' screams. Lupin and McGonagall watched, horrified. Finally after about ten seconds, Voldemort lifted the curse.
"Where was I, before I was so rudely interrupted?" Voldemort said in his cold voice. "Ah yes, I was going to tell you why I killed the Evans, as well as the Dursleys. As you very well know, a baby was born about sixteen years ago, and his parents gave him the name Harry Potter. Now, the Potters had long been enemies of mine, and so one night, almost fifteen years ago, I went to where the Potters were hiding, intending to kill James and Harry, but not Lily, because she was not an...shall we say...obstacle...at the moment. When I got to where they lived, I killed James immediately, and after doing so, proceeded up the stairs to darling little Potter's bedroom. His mother would not let me kill her precious child, so I disposed of her, and turned my wand onto Harry. You all very well know what happened after that. Now to the present. Little Harry, the precious boy who lived, has thwarted me so often, that I decided to give him a little surprise, and kill all of his last remaining family. So, as you know, I killed the Dursleys, and the Evans', and I have yet to get the last Evans, a boy, by the name of Mark." Voldemort finished talking, and drew a deep breath. A smile more evil than anyone could ever have imagined crept onto his face.
"And now," he continued, "I must dispose of you. One by one." Voldemort waved his wand, and the ropes binding the Professors disappeared. "Get up." The Professors got up. Voldemort pointed his wand at Snape. "Any last words, betrayer?"
"As a matter of fact," said Snape, "I do have some last words." He turned to McGonagall and Lupin. "Save yourselves! Apparrate back to Hogwarts!"
"But-"
"GO!" Snape yelled, and at the exact moment that Voldemort yelled "AVADA KEDAVRA!" Professor Lupin and Professor McGonagall disappeared, and were on their way to Hogwarts.
~*~
The exact instant that Professor Lupin and Professor McGonagall left for Hogwarts, Harry Potter woke up in his dorm, hands over his scar, yelling, because his scar was on fire.
"AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGH!"
"HARRY!" Ron yelled as he ran to his friend's bedside, "Harry! What's the matter?"
Harry immediatley got out of his bed, the pain in his scar was decreasing rapidly.
"No time to talk," he said quickly, putting on his bathrobe. "Must see Dumbldedore, immediatley!"
"Harry?" Said a sleepy voice, "What's wrong? Why were you yelling?"
"Can't explain now, Neville," said Harry quickly, putting on his slippers. "Go back to sleep." Harry rushed out of the 6th year boys' dorm, and ran down the stairs into the common room, with Ron following.
"Harry! Harry, what's the matter?"
"There's no time to explain, Ron, I already told you that!" said Harry, almost yelling. "Now GET BACK TO BED!"
"NO!"
"FINE THEN! COME WITH ME, IF IT MAKES YOU THAT HAPPY!" Harry yelled, and turning around, he ran out of the common, with Ron following close behind.
Harry and Ron ran all the way to the entrance hall, and stopped in front of the stone gargoyle guarding the entrance to Dumbledore's office.
"Great! Just Great! I've forgotten what the bloody password is!" Harry said in frustration. "Do you remember what it is?"
"I think it was Canary Cream," said Ron (he had no idea why his friend was in such a panic), and as he did so, the stone gargoyle sprang to life and stepped aside.
Harry and Ron rushed onto the moving staircase, and when they reached the top, Harry didn't wait to knock on the door to Dumbledore's office, but barged into the room. Harry stopped in his tracks at the sight that was in front of him. So did Ron.
There was Dumbledore, sitting at his desk, his head in his hands. Professor Lupin was sitting in a chair in front of Dumbldedore's desk, his head also in his hands. Professors Snape and McGonagall weren't there.
"Oh no!" Harry said under his breath. Ron glanced at Harry.
Dumbledore noticed that Harry and Ron were in the office. "What are you two doing here?" He sounded tired, and stressed out.
"Professor," Harry began, "I had a dream- a nightmare- about Voldemort, and when I woke up, my scar was hurting."
Professor Lupin took his head out of his hands and looked at Harry.
"Sit down and tell me all that you saw," said Dumbledore. He motioned towards a couple more chairs in front of his desk, and Harry and Ron sat down in them.
"Well," began Harry, "it started out at Privet Drive. Professor Lupin, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Snape were all there. They walked into the house where my Aunt, Uncle, and cousin lived," said Harry. He told Dumbldore about the Professors find the Dursley family dead, and how he tried to wake up but couldnÕt. Then he told Dumbldore about seeing the Professors go to the EvansÕ house, meeting up with Voldemort, and finding the Evans family dead. Harry mentioned that Voldemort used the Cruciatus Curse on Snape. "And then," Harry finished, "Professor Snape, he told Professor McGonagall and Lupin to run for it, and apparrate back here. And the very instant they did so, Voldemort yelled the Killing Curse, and I woke up, with my scar hurting." Ron was staring at Harry, white-faced and scared.
"That is what happened," said Professor Lupin sadly.
"Then Snape... He's...?"
"Yes, Harry, I'm afraid he's dead," said Professor Lupin, his voice breaking.
"But what about Professor McGonagall? Surely she should be here, shouldn't she?" As soon as Harry said it, he knew the answer to his question.
"Right as we disapparrated, I cast a charm on Severus to make it so that his body would be brought with us. Unfortunatley, Minerva was hit with the Killing Curse right as we disapparrated." Harry could see tears running down Professor Lupin's face, and a couple tears on Dumbledore's face. "As soon as I got here, Professor Dumbledore cast a charm on their bodies, and sent them to St. Mungo's where they are being-"
Harry didn't need for him to finish his sentence.
"What about Mark?" Ron said suddenly.
"Remus, could you go get him? He needs to be told this information immediatley." Dumbldore said. Professor Lupin nodded and left.
"Um...Professor," said Harry, "I-"
"This is not your fault, Harry," said Dumbledore.
"Yes it is! It is my fault! Just like it was my fault with Sirius." Tears started coming down his face, and he put his head in his hands, and started crying, started shaking because he was crying so much. Ron put his hand on Harry's shoulder, and pulled him into the same bone-cracking hug of Mrs. Weasley.
Professor Luping walked in with Mark behind him. Mark sat down at a chair, looking questioningly at Harry, and then at Dumbledore, who sighed. He told Mark about what had happened to his family. Mark burst into tears, and Professor Lupin went over to him and hugged him.
After eyerything had finally settled down, Ron spoke up.
"Professor Dumbledore," he said. "Where will Harry and Mark live now?"
"They will live here at Hogwart's, like myself and a few of the other teachers. There are a couple of spare rooms that they will have." Dumbledore sounded tired. "Now I suggest that you all go to bed, and try to get some rest."
After a fatherly hug from Professor Lupin, Harry, Ron, and Mark left Dumbedore's office, and when they got into their beds, they fell straight to sleep.
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To my readers: Just as a warning this chapter gets kinda sad near the end of it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
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That night, Harry and Ron were to be found in the Gryffindor common room (Hermione was in her dorm, sleeping), playing a leisurely game of Wizard's chess. So far they had played 5 games (Ron had won all of them), and they were almost finished with the 6th game. At the moment, Harry's King was being chased around the chess board by Ron's Queen, Castle, and Knight, and, of course, his King.
"Harry?" Ron said to his friend.
"Hm?" replied Harry.
"Are you feeling all right?" asked Ron, with concern.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Harry sighed.
"I don't believe you," said Ron in a tone of voice Harry had never heard him use before. "You're playing worse than usual, and that's saying something, as you're not very good at this game. You're playing even worse than Hermione!"
Harry sighed.
"Are you worried about what will happen tonight?"
"Yeah, you could say that," Harry replied. He moved his King further away from Ron's Queen, who was catching up alarmingly fast.
"Harry, they'll be fine, I'm sure they will."
"How do you know that?" asked Harry, who's voice was surprisingly bitter and angry. "Because Dumbledore says so?"
Ron looked at Harry in surprise and shock. "Harry, mate, are you seriously ok?"
Harry sighed again. "Yes, I'm ok, I already told you that. I'm just-"
"Worried about tonight?" Ron finished for him.
"Well, yeah," said Harry, "and not only that, I'm just scared that something bad might happen."
"I'm sure it won't, Harry," said Ron. "Now," said Ron after a pause, "let's get this game finished so we can go to bed, or Hermione will have our heads. It's late enough as it is." Harry smiled.
Ron finished up the game by losing spectacularly to Harry, who's King had snuck up unnoticed behind Ron's King, and beheaded him.
~*~
"Ok, we're here," whispered Snape. It was a dark, cold evening, and Snape, McGonagall, and Lupin were hiding under cover of darkness outside the Dursley household. A few lights were on inside the house.
"Severus, why can't we just go up to the house and get them?" McGonagall whispered. "And why do we have to whisper?"
"The answer to both of your questions, Minerva," Snape replied, "is Death Eaters. We certainly do not want them to catch us."
Professor McGonagall fell silent as Snape checked to make sure that the coast was clear.
"It's all right," he said, motioning for them to come forward. "Come on," Snape added, as the three walked up the driveway.
When Snape, McGonagall, and Lupin reached the front door, Lupin gave it a hard knock. They all waited a while, but no one answered the door. Luping again knocked on the door, and rang the doorbell, but, like the previous time, nothing happened.
"I don't like this, Severus," said Lupin worriedly.
"I don't like this either," McGonagall said.
Snape remained silent, and after a slight, tense pause, he rang the doorbell a few times, and knocked again on the door a couple times.
"M-maybe they're asleep..." said McGonagall uncertainly.
"No, I don't think so," replied Snape.
"Then-what?"
"If they were asleep, then they would have woken up at the racket we were making by ringing the doorbell," said Snape.
"Well," said Lupin, "maybe we should go inside, and see if they're there."
"All right," Snape replied, and he shoved himself into the door, and to his great surprise, it burst open, causing him to almost fall to the floor.
Lupin's mouth dropped open in surprise. So did McGonagall's. Snape picked himself up from the floor and brushed himself off.
"Severus, I don't like this. Severus, I don't like this at all. What if they're dead?" said McGonagall in a quiet voice.
Snape ignored her.
"Let's check around the house for them," he said. Lupin failed to point out that if the Dursley's were in the house they'd be asking what three wizards were doing in their house in the middle of the night. "Minerva," Snape continued, "you and Lupin search down here for them, and I'll go upstairs and look around."
Quietly Snape ascended the staircase while McGonagall and Lupin went into the Dursley's living room. Snape reached the top of the staircase, and the instant he set his foot on the top stair, he heard McGonagall scream. Quickly Snape ran down the stairs and into the living room. He noticed Lupin looking in disbelief at the floor in front of him, mouth open in shock. McGonagall had turned away. Snape looked in Lupin's direction, and followed his eye line to the floor in front of him, and what he saw made him stop instantly in his tracks. Harry's Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin were lying on the floor. They were dead. Snape, McGonagall, and Lupin were too late.
Quickly Snape cast a spell over the Dursley's and sent them to the Ministry of Magic, with a note telling the reason the Dursley's were dead. He then went over to McGonagall and Lupin and hugged them, and when they all broke apart, Snape finally found his voice.
"Quick, if the Dursley's are already dead, we must hurry and apparrate to where the Evans live. They could possibly still be alive, and if they are, we will most likely have to rescue them from the Death Eaters," he said. Then he, McGonagall, and Lupin apparrated to the Evans' house, not knowing the danger they were getting themselves into.
~*~
Lupin, Snape, and McGonagall reached the house where Evans' lived. The streetlights cast the road in an eerie orange glow. Not a light was on in any of the houses, and as Lupin, Snape, and McGonagall crept quietly towards the Evans' house, everything was silent. Lupin thought that this wasnÕt wasnÕt a good sign, and said so.
"Severus," he said in a whisper, "are you sure we're not to late? I've got a bad feeling about this."
"Shh...quiet," said Snape. He decided not to answer Lupin's question, as he had the same feeling.
They walked up to the house, and when they reached the porch, a noise was heard from behind them. Snape, McGonagall, and Lupin all turned around instantly, but they saw nothing, so they continued on silently toward the front door.
Lupin was about to ring the door bell, when all of a sudden there was a voice.
"Do not turn around," said the harsh, female voice. "Go into the house, and if any of you makes a sound or tries to escape, I will personally have the great pleasure in torturing and killing you." The women opened the door with a spell, and Lupin, Snape, and McGonagall were pushed inside.
Once they were through, and the door had been closed behind them, the lights were immediately turned on, revealing a fairly large entryway that glittered with light. The woman led them along a hallway and into a somewhat smaller room, where there were two other Death Eaters near to the side of the room, and in the middle of the room, there stood a man known by no other name than Lord Voldemort.
"Ah...so you have come. To rescue the Evans' perhaps?" Voldemort said politely.
"What have you done with them?" said Lupin, almost fiercely. He showed no trace of how scared he really was to meet the killer of two of his best friends.
"So you have come to rescue them." Here the three Death Eaters laughed. It was almost unsettling. "Well, I am terribly sorry, but I am afraid that," here Voldemort broke into and evil grin, "you are too late."
Professor McGonagall gasped. Professor Lupin kept looking at Voldemort, and a fury was in his eyes the like of which had never been there before. Snape was the only one who spoke.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH THEM?" Snape bellowed.
"Come and see."
The three Death Eaters pushed Lupin, McGonagall, and Snape forward into a smaller room that was connected into the room that they were already in. Voldemort turned the light switch on, and Snape's, Lupin's, and McGonagall's eyes traveled to two people lying on the floor. The two people were Mark Evans' parents, and they were-
"Dead!" Professor McGonagall said fearfully, putting her hand over her mouth. Snape just stood there with his mouth open in shock. Lupin, however, was looking furiously at Voldemort.
"WHY?" He yelled, "WHY DID YOU KILL THEM?"
Voldemort smiled evilly. "That," he said, "is an interesting story." He waved his wand, and three chairs appeared. "Please be seated, while I tell you." Lupin, McGonagall, and Snape sat down, and immediately Voldemort gave another wave of his wand, and the three Hogwarts Professors were bound to their chairs.
"Where shall I begin?" Voldemort said. Snape struggled against the binding ropes. "Silence, you betrayer!" Voldemort raised his wand and pointed it at Snape. "CRUCIO!" Suddenly the room was filled with Snapes' screams. Lupin and McGonagall watched, horrified. Finally after about ten seconds, Voldemort lifted the curse.
"Where was I, before I was so rudely interrupted?" Voldemort said in his cold voice. "Ah yes, I was going to tell you why I killed the Evans, as well as the Dursleys. As you very well know, a baby was born about sixteen years ago, and his parents gave him the name Harry Potter. Now, the Potters had long been enemies of mine, and so one night, almost fifteen years ago, I went to where the Potters were hiding, intending to kill James and Harry, but not Lily, because she was not an...shall we say...obstacle...at the moment. When I got to where they lived, I killed James immediately, and after doing so, proceeded up the stairs to darling little Potter's bedroom. His mother would not let me kill her precious child, so I disposed of her, and turned my wand onto Harry. You all very well know what happened after that. Now to the present. Little Harry, the precious boy who lived, has thwarted me so often, that I decided to give him a little surprise, and kill all of his last remaining family. So, as you know, I killed the Dursleys, and the Evans', and I have yet to get the last Evans, a boy, by the name of Mark." Voldemort finished talking, and drew a deep breath. A smile more evil than anyone could ever have imagined crept onto his face.
"And now," he continued, "I must dispose of you. One by one." Voldemort waved his wand, and the ropes binding the Professors disappeared. "Get up." The Professors got up. Voldemort pointed his wand at Snape. "Any last words, betrayer?"
"As a matter of fact," said Snape, "I do have some last words." He turned to McGonagall and Lupin. "Save yourselves! Apparrate back to Hogwarts!"
"But-"
"GO!" Snape yelled, and at the exact moment that Voldemort yelled "AVADA KEDAVRA!" Professor Lupin and Professor McGonagall disappeared, and were on their way to Hogwarts.
~*~
The exact instant that Professor Lupin and Professor McGonagall left for Hogwarts, Harry Potter woke up in his dorm, hands over his scar, yelling, because his scar was on fire.
"AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGH!"
"HARRY!" Ron yelled as he ran to his friend's bedside, "Harry! What's the matter?"
Harry immediatley got out of his bed, the pain in his scar was decreasing rapidly.
"No time to talk," he said quickly, putting on his bathrobe. "Must see Dumbldedore, immediatley!"
"Harry?" Said a sleepy voice, "What's wrong? Why were you yelling?"
"Can't explain now, Neville," said Harry quickly, putting on his slippers. "Go back to sleep." Harry rushed out of the 6th year boys' dorm, and ran down the stairs into the common room, with Ron following.
"Harry! Harry, what's the matter?"
"There's no time to explain, Ron, I already told you that!" said Harry, almost yelling. "Now GET BACK TO BED!"
"NO!"
"FINE THEN! COME WITH ME, IF IT MAKES YOU THAT HAPPY!" Harry yelled, and turning around, he ran out of the common, with Ron following close behind.
Harry and Ron ran all the way to the entrance hall, and stopped in front of the stone gargoyle guarding the entrance to Dumbledore's office.
"Great! Just Great! I've forgotten what the bloody password is!" Harry said in frustration. "Do you remember what it is?"
"I think it was Canary Cream," said Ron (he had no idea why his friend was in such a panic), and as he did so, the stone gargoyle sprang to life and stepped aside.
Harry and Ron rushed onto the moving staircase, and when they reached the top, Harry didn't wait to knock on the door to Dumbledore's office, but barged into the room. Harry stopped in his tracks at the sight that was in front of him. So did Ron.
There was Dumbledore, sitting at his desk, his head in his hands. Professor Lupin was sitting in a chair in front of Dumbldedore's desk, his head also in his hands. Professors Snape and McGonagall weren't there.
"Oh no!" Harry said under his breath. Ron glanced at Harry.
Dumbledore noticed that Harry and Ron were in the office. "What are you two doing here?" He sounded tired, and stressed out.
"Professor," Harry began, "I had a dream- a nightmare- about Voldemort, and when I woke up, my scar was hurting."
Professor Lupin took his head out of his hands and looked at Harry.
"Sit down and tell me all that you saw," said Dumbledore. He motioned towards a couple more chairs in front of his desk, and Harry and Ron sat down in them.
"Well," began Harry, "it started out at Privet Drive. Professor Lupin, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Snape were all there. They walked into the house where my Aunt, Uncle, and cousin lived," said Harry. He told Dumbldore about the Professors find the Dursley family dead, and how he tried to wake up but couldnÕt. Then he told Dumbldore about seeing the Professors go to the EvansÕ house, meeting up with Voldemort, and finding the Evans family dead. Harry mentioned that Voldemort used the Cruciatus Curse on Snape. "And then," Harry finished, "Professor Snape, he told Professor McGonagall and Lupin to run for it, and apparrate back here. And the very instant they did so, Voldemort yelled the Killing Curse, and I woke up, with my scar hurting." Ron was staring at Harry, white-faced and scared.
"That is what happened," said Professor Lupin sadly.
"Then Snape... He's...?"
"Yes, Harry, I'm afraid he's dead," said Professor Lupin, his voice breaking.
"But what about Professor McGonagall? Surely she should be here, shouldn't she?" As soon as Harry said it, he knew the answer to his question.
"Right as we disapparrated, I cast a charm on Severus to make it so that his body would be brought with us. Unfortunatley, Minerva was hit with the Killing Curse right as we disapparrated." Harry could see tears running down Professor Lupin's face, and a couple tears on Dumbledore's face. "As soon as I got here, Professor Dumbledore cast a charm on their bodies, and sent them to St. Mungo's where they are being-"
Harry didn't need for him to finish his sentence.
"What about Mark?" Ron said suddenly.
"Remus, could you go get him? He needs to be told this information immediatley." Dumbldore said. Professor Lupin nodded and left.
"Um...Professor," said Harry, "I-"
"This is not your fault, Harry," said Dumbledore.
"Yes it is! It is my fault! Just like it was my fault with Sirius." Tears started coming down his face, and he put his head in his hands, and started crying, started shaking because he was crying so much. Ron put his hand on Harry's shoulder, and pulled him into the same bone-cracking hug of Mrs. Weasley.
Professor Luping walked in with Mark behind him. Mark sat down at a chair, looking questioningly at Harry, and then at Dumbledore, who sighed. He told Mark about what had happened to his family. Mark burst into tears, and Professor Lupin went over to him and hugged him.
After eyerything had finally settled down, Ron spoke up.
"Professor Dumbledore," he said. "Where will Harry and Mark live now?"
"They will live here at Hogwart's, like myself and a few of the other teachers. There are a couple of spare rooms that they will have." Dumbledore sounded tired. "Now I suggest that you all go to bed, and try to get some rest."
After a fatherly hug from Professor Lupin, Harry, Ron, and Mark left Dumbedore's office, and when they got into their beds, they fell straight to sleep.
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