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Dead, Chapter Fifteen
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The door slammed behind her and a horrified gasp erupted from Lissa's lips. In the rather small stone room she had
just entered, there was a single door in the far wall. Standing a few feet in front of the wall was Gabe, but he was not alone.
Clasped to his side was Draco, the back of his head pressed into Gabe's stomach. Her hands flew to her cheeks as she took in
what was before her.
"What the hell is going on?!? Why is Draco bleeding? Why are you holding him like that? Why the hell is my boyfriend
unconscious?" She did not know she had acknowledged Draco as the title she had called him two or so months before. In a
time of great despair, she saw him as what he would always be in her heart.
Gabe snorted slightly at the frantic words of his sister and jostled his captive's head a little. "Well, I do believe you just defeated
Voldemort. Draco is very clumsy...You still consider him your boyfriend, even after what he did to you?"
Her hands, which had slid from her face, clenched into tight fists as she glared angrily at her brother. "Shut up! I still hurt horribly
about what he did to me, but that is no reason for you to hurt him! I still..."
"You still what Liss? You still love him?"
Lissa bowed her head slightly at his words and she wrapped her arms loosely around her lower abdomen.
"You do! How can you still love someone like him?!?" He said incredulously.
She raised her head, an angry glare flaring to life in her dark eyes. She took a menacing step towards him, starting to draw her
wand out of the numerous folds of her robes. Gabe shook his head slowly and pressed his own wand hard against Draco's
temple. A trickle of vivid red blood escaped his nearly translucent skin and trickled down his cheek. "Don't try anything Liss,
your Draco's life is in a very dangerous situation..."
Lissa looked at him angrily and released her grip on her wand slowly. Her feelings were clearly evident on her face as she
dropped her hands to rest upon the outsides of her thighs. "Why are you doing this Gabe? Why are you even here? Why did you
kidnap Brad?"
He sighed very softly, his outtake of breath hardly audible. His eyes, which had been resting on her face, lowered to her feet.
"Being good all the time wasn't any fun. I wanted to be someone people awed and revered..." He murmured quietly, his voice
a shade louder then his sigh.
It suddenly clicked and she understood. All of the times she could not connect her mind to his, his disappearances in the
middle of the night, his absent mindedness all made such clarity it was almost stupid.
"So you became a deatheater? Oh Gabe, that's not the way to become powerful..."
Suddenly, Gabe's calm demeanor disappeared and he glared at her, his identical eyes bulging in their sockets. "What do you
know about not having power? You have friends who would always be there for you! I have been alone in life ever since we
got our bloody letters!"
Lissa's eyes filled with tears as she took a beseeching step towards him, her hands outstretched. "I'm here for you...I've always
been here for you. If you'd only told me..."
"I don't want your pity!"
"B-But I don't pity..."
"Just be quiet and listen Liss. You have to choose."
"Choose?" She interrupted.
"Shut up! You have to choose between me, your last blood relative, or him," he shook Draco non to gently, "the bastard who
broke your heart."
"My last blood relative? What about Gussy?"
"Gussy," he sneered, "is dead. I killed him when he tried to stop me."
Lissa's ears roared and her vision dwindled down to a dangerous pinpoint of sight. Severus Snape, her newly found uncle, was
dead. Dead...A tiny sob racked her body and then anger over took her senses.
"You killed our uncle! You bastard!" She shrieked loudly and ripped her wand out of her robes, pointing it right at her brother.
Draco took that opportune moment to come sliding back into consciousness. A soft mumble came from him and Gabe
roughly prodded him.
"Just in time Malfoy..."
Draco looked at Lissa's tear stained face for a moment then up at Gabe, a slight hiss coming from his mouth. "What the hell?
Let me go Roza! Lissa are you okay? What the hell did he do to you?" His voice was so filled with despair and concern she took a
half step back, fear of being broken again clear in her dark eyes.
"He's just going to hurt you again Liss...You know he will." Gabe said softly.
"No! It wasn't my fault Sissa! Please, you have to believe me!"
"Why should she believe you? You broke her heart..."
"But it wasn't my fault!"
"You've been saying that since she saw you with Parkinson. Do you really think time will make you lie true?"
Lissa watched her brother and the boy she loved bicker softly, her heart clamping painfully. What did Gabe mean about
having to make a choice? Would she really have to choose between her brother and Draco? A quiet cry came from her and
the two boys stared at her. Gabe spoke first, tightening his grasp on Draco.
"You need to choose now Liss. Me or Draco? Think...Your brother or the boy who broke your heart for the resident school
whore? Is the decision really that hard to make?"
She looked at him for a moment and then down at the wand in her fingers. Was the decision really hard to make? Did she really
have the right to decree which one of them was more worthy of death? She shivered slightly and looked at them both,
mentally tallying up everything that they had done and how much they each meant to her...And then, she had made her
choice. Her heart ached slightly at her decision, but she raised her wand none the less.
"I'm so sorry..." She whispered quietly, her black eyes filling, a single tear escaping her eye lashes and trickling down her cheek.
"Avada Kedavra."
A jet of deadly green light shot silently from the tip of her wand and collided solidly with...Gabriel. A look of astonishment
crossed his face and he was dead before he hit the floor. Lissa let out a sob and dropped her wand. In a single moment she
forgot all her anger and hatred towards Draco and ran to him. She dropped her wand and threw her arms around him,
burrowing her face in the juncture of his neck and shoulder. He quickly encircled her waist in his own arms and pulled her tightly
against him, surprised that she had throw herself at him.
"Draco...I'm so sorry..."
Draco pressed his lips against her hair in an affectionate gesture and then shook his head quickly. "No, Sissa...It's all my fault. If
only I'd pushed Parkinson away the moment she tried to kiss me. I'm sorry for everything Sissa..."
Lissa pulled her head out of the comforting warmth of his shoulder and firmly pressed her lips against his. A myriad of sensations
flooded the both of them, but the strongest of them all was such profound relief that they, who had been apart for so long,
were finally together again. Their romantic interlude where they were finally reunited, by the heavy wooden door behind them
being thrown open and she pulled her lips away from his. She turned her head and let out a pained cry, tightening her grip of
Draco. Standing in the doorframe was Gussy, a cut bleeding horribly from his forehead.
"Lissa..." Her name whispered from his lips in such tenderness was too much from her frazzled nerves. She let go of all of her
reserves and let out a wail of despair. He was nothing more then a trick of her mind, he was dead. He staggered into the room
and took her from Draco's arms. Severus embraced his only niece tightly against his chest, his body quaking with intense relief.
"I thought Gabe had killed you..."
His smell, a mix of exotic potion ingredients and his own personal smell, was something she knew no demented picture of her
mind would have. This really was her uncle. Her tears intensified as she now cried with guilt tinged joy. "Gabe said he killed
you...He said you were dead..."
The two remained locked in each other's embrace for several more minutes until several more Order members arrived...The
Great War was over and the Light had won. Just as Lissa was leaving the late Voldemort's fortress, the voice of that little girl
from her dreams echoed softly within her head.
"You made the right choice."
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Alternate ending number two!
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Your Lord and Master;
Foamy the Squirrel
*crappery* One to go!
Dead, Chapter Fifteen
.
The door slammed behind her and a horrified gasp erupted from Lissa's lips. In the rather small stone room she had
just entered, there was a single door in the far wall. Standing a few feet in front of the wall was Gabe, but he was not alone.
Clasped to his side was Draco, the back of his head pressed into Gabe's stomach. Her hands flew to her cheeks as she took in
what was before her.
"What the hell is going on?!? Why is Draco bleeding? Why are you holding him like that? Why the hell is my boyfriend
unconscious?" She did not know she had acknowledged Draco as the title she had called him two or so months before. In a
time of great despair, she saw him as what he would always be in her heart.
Gabe snorted slightly at the frantic words of his sister and jostled his captive's head a little. "Well, I do believe you just defeated
Voldemort. Draco is very clumsy...You still consider him your boyfriend, even after what he did to you?"
Her hands, which had slid from her face, clenched into tight fists as she glared angrily at her brother. "Shut up! I still hurt horribly
about what he did to me, but that is no reason for you to hurt him! I still..."
"You still what Liss? You still love him?"
Lissa bowed her head slightly at his words and she wrapped her arms loosely around her lower abdomen.
"You do! How can you still love someone like him?!?" He said incredulously.
She raised her head, an angry glare flaring to life in her dark eyes. She took a menacing step towards him, starting to draw her
wand out of the numerous folds of her robes. Gabe shook his head slowly and pressed his own wand hard against Draco's
temple. A trickle of vivid red blood escaped his nearly translucent skin and trickled down his cheek. "Don't try anything Liss,
your Draco's life is in a very dangerous situation..."
Lissa looked at him angrily and released her grip on her wand slowly. Her feelings were clearly evident on her face as she
dropped her hands to rest upon the outsides of her thighs. "Why are you doing this Gabe? Why are you even here? Why did you
kidnap Brad?"
He sighed very softly, his outtake of breath hardly audible. His eyes, which had been resting on her face, lowered to her feet.
"Being good all the time wasn't any fun. I wanted to be someone people awed and revered..." He murmured quietly, his voice
a shade louder then his sigh.
It suddenly clicked and she understood. All of the times she could not connect her mind to his, his disappearances in the
middle of the night, his absent mindedness all made such clarity it was almost stupid.
"So you became a deatheater? Oh Gabe, that's not the way to become powerful..."
Suddenly, Gabe's calm demeanor disappeared and he glared at her, his identical eyes bulging in their sockets. "What do you
know about not having power? You have friends who would always be there for you! I have been alone in life ever since we
got our bloody letters!"
Lissa's eyes filled with tears as she took a beseeching step towards him, her hands outstretched. "I'm here for you...I've always
been here for you. If you'd only told me..."
"I don't want your pity!"
"B-But I don't pity..."
"Just be quiet and listen Liss. You have to choose."
"Choose?" She interrupted.
"Shut up! You have to choose between me, your last blood relative, or him," he shook Draco non to gently, "the bastard who
broke your heart."
"My last blood relative? What about Gussy?"
"Gussy," he sneered, "is dead. I killed him when he tried to stop me."
Lissa's ears roared and her vision dwindled down to a dangerous pinpoint of sight. Severus Snape, her newly found uncle, was
dead. Dead...A tiny sob racked her body and then anger over took her senses.
"You killed our uncle! You bastard!" She shrieked loudly and ripped her wand out of her robes, pointing it right at her brother.
Draco took that opportune moment to come sliding back into consciousness. A soft mumble came from him and Gabe
roughly prodded him.
"Just in time Malfoy..."
Draco looked at Lissa's tear stained face for a moment then up at Gabe, a slight hiss coming from his mouth. "What the hell?
Let me go Roza! Lissa are you okay? What the hell did he do to you?" His voice was so filled with despair and concern she took a
half step back, fear of being broken again clear in her dark eyes.
"He's just going to hurt you again Liss...You know he will." Gabe said softly.
"No! It wasn't my fault Sissa! Please, you have to believe me!"
"Why should she believe you? You broke her heart..."
"But it wasn't my fault!"
"You've been saying that since she saw you with Parkinson. Do you really think time will make you lie true?"
Lissa watched her brother and the boy she loved bicker softly, her heart clamping painfully. What did Gabe mean about
having to make a choice? Would she really have to choose between her brother and Draco? A quiet cry came from her and
the two boys stared at her. Gabe spoke first, tightening his grasp on Draco.
"You need to choose now Liss. Me or Draco? Think...Your brother or the boy who broke your heart for the resident school
whore? Is the decision really that hard to make?"
She looked at him for a moment and then down at the wand in her fingers. Was the decision really hard to make? Did she really
have the right to decree which one of them was more worthy of death? She shivered slightly and looked at them both,
mentally tallying up everything that they had done and how much they each meant to her...And then, she had made her
choice. Her heart ached slightly at her decision, but she raised her wand none the less.
"I'm so sorry..." She whispered quietly, her black eyes filling, a single tear escaping her eye lashes and trickling down her cheek.
"Avada Kedavra."
A jet of deadly green light shot silently from the tip of her wand and collided solidly with...Gabriel. A look of astonishment
crossed his face and he was dead before he hit the floor. Lissa let out a sob and dropped her wand. In a single moment she
forgot all her anger and hatred towards Draco and ran to him. She dropped her wand and threw her arms around him,
burrowing her face in the juncture of his neck and shoulder. He quickly encircled her waist in his own arms and pulled her tightly
against him, surprised that she had throw herself at him.
"Draco...I'm so sorry..."
Draco pressed his lips against her hair in an affectionate gesture and then shook his head quickly. "No, Sissa...It's all my fault. If
only I'd pushed Parkinson away the moment she tried to kiss me. I'm sorry for everything Sissa..."
Lissa pulled her head out of the comforting warmth of his shoulder and firmly pressed her lips against his. A myriad of sensations
flooded the both of them, but the strongest of them all was such profound relief that they, who had been apart for so long,
were finally together again. Their romantic interlude where they were finally reunited, by the heavy wooden door behind them
being thrown open and she pulled her lips away from his. She turned her head and let out a pained cry, tightening her grip of
Draco. Standing in the doorframe was Gussy, a cut bleeding horribly from his forehead.
"Lissa..." Her name whispered from his lips in such tenderness was too much from her frazzled nerves. She let go of all of her
reserves and let out a wail of despair. He was nothing more then a trick of her mind, he was dead. He staggered into the room
and took her from Draco's arms. Severus embraced his only niece tightly against his chest, his body quaking with intense relief.
"I thought Gabe had killed you..."
His smell, a mix of exotic potion ingredients and his own personal smell, was something she knew no demented picture of her
mind would have. This really was her uncle. Her tears intensified as she now cried with guilt tinged joy. "Gabe said he killed
you...He said you were dead..."
The two remained locked in each other's embrace for several more minutes until several more Order members arrived...The
Great War was over and the Light had won. Just as Lissa was leaving the late Voldemort's fortress, the voice of that little girl
from her dreams echoed softly within her head.
"You made the right choice."
.
.
.
Alternate ending number two!
.
.
Your Lord and Master;
Foamy the Squirrel