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Chapter 20. (!)
Snape's Setback
Dumbledore was carrying an elder order member that Harry didn't know, Lupin was carrying Tonks, looking rather pale, and someone else he didn't know was carrying a Hogwarts student.
Harry pelted to the doors of the closest ward and bellowed at the nurses, "THREE NEW PATIENTS!" two of them immediately dropped their work and hurried out to the sodden group. Harry tried to push his way through the group to Lupin or Dumbledore, but more nurses arriving made him step back and simply watch proceedings.
"It was horrible," he heard one of the Hogwarts third years pant to a friend, "the way they disappeared together!"
"What!" said Harry, coming over, "what happened?"
"The Death Eaters were fighting us and then we heard this roar, Professor Lupin said it was a giant after, and then all the Death Eaters disappeared, it was weird." Said the boy, his eyes never leaving Harry's scar.
"I overheard the Headmaster say that it was a giant calling for back up, but he said it so quietly that I barely heard him." Added the other.
"Harry! WAIT!!" cried one of them, but he ignored them and ran out the door, skidded on the wet tiles and then sprinted out into the pouring rain, heading up hill.
It wasn't long before he was soaked again, and he skidded on slippery cement round corners, heading to where he had last seen his friends. The place was deserted, except for three dead giants. They blocked the road, and Harry went round the block to see if there was any clue as to their where-about's.
A wand, lying on the ground caught his attention. He picked it up and recognized it immediately. It was Ron's. Harry looked around. Where should he go? He hoped his friends were alright, if anything happened to them...he shook himself, it was no use thinking about her-them! He had to keep moving.
He put the wand in his pocket, keeping his out and ready.
He heard a male cry of pain come from somewhere to his left.
He began to run, the silence deafening.
He bolted down an alley and skidded to a stop in the shadows when his scar began to hurt suddenly and sharply.
He peeked around the corner and a sorry sight greeted his eyes.
Severus Snape was kneeling, clutching his left arm with his right hand; he was looking up with bloodshot eyes at the Death Eater standing over him. There was blood seeping out of his mouth and nose, and his trousers were torn and bloody around the ankles, his wand lying n the ground broken beside him. He was shaking. There was two other Death Eaters standing beside him, Sentinels.
"You betrayed us all! And for that you shall pay!" cackled the voice of Bellatrix Lestrange.
Harry felt anger begin to burn inside him again. Snape might not be his favourite person in the world, but nobody except Voldemort deserved to die at the Hands of the Death Eaters.
Lestrange raised her wand.
"EXPELIARMUS!!!" bellowed Harry, and all three wands sailed out of their owner's hands and into the dark alley behind him. Harry's wand was getting hot again. He stepped out into the street and pointed his wand at the three. Snape jerked in surprise, his face going whiter.
"You got it wrong." Snarled Harry and his voice wasn't his own, it was deeper and so, so angry, "you're the ones that will pay."
He didn't need to say a spell. The anger in his heart did it for him. The three Death Eaters didn't even have time to scream before they died, the white light engulfed them and then it faded, and they were lying on the ground, untouched but very, very dead.
Harry hurried forwards, stowing his wand in his pocket and reached down to help Snape.
"Can you walk?" he asked, taking Snape's good arm to help him to his feet.
"Not well." Muttered the pale man, paler than usual, but with two bright red spots of colour on his cheeks.
"Lean on me then." Said Harry, not letting the reluctance he felt enter his voice
It was an odd moment. The two, so often at odds, were working together, and actually benefiting from it. Harry calmed down, Snape escaped death.
They walked, Snape limping and leaning on Harry and grunting in pain every now and then. It was raining still, which was good because it cooled Harry down; half carrying a grown man was rather heated work. The slippery ground made it hard for Harry to take some of Snape's weight but there wasn't much choice.
They rounded a corner about half an hour later,(An; gee corners are useful things aren't they?) and by this time Harry was very tired. In front of them in the street there was numerous people, either standing or sitting, illuminated by sentries holding their wands aloft in a large circle around their friends. Those standing where tending to those sitting who where obviously wounded, some badly. They stared for a full minute and then Harry began to help Snape forwards, his legs aching and his arms hurting with exhaustion for the second time that night.
"Stop where you stand!" called voice and all conversation in the street stopped as the students and order personnel turned to look fearfully at the darkness in which the sentinel was peering.
With a start Harry recognized the voice, it was Ron. For a second he couldn't speak, overcome with relief, and then,
"Ricta Sempra!" burst towards them, and Harry and Snape dived sideways, landing with a yelp and a thump in the gutter.
"Ron! Damnit! It's me! For goodness sake put that thing away and give me a hand!" yelled Harry frantically as he staggered upright under Snape's weight. Apparently the excitement was too much for the Professor, because he had passed out.
"Harry?" Ron's voice was wary.
"Don't believe it Ron!" shrieked Hermione from the other side of the guarded space, "you saw what happened to him and Neville! It's a trick!"
Harry blinked. Then he let Snape fall to the ground and held his wand up, "lumos ohlem!"
He lit up the unconscious figure of Snape and said, "professor Snape has been attacked we need to get him some aid."
"As if you'd ever help Snape!" snapped Ron, apparently convinced of him being an imposter. By this time Dumbledore had come over from where he had been tending to a wounded student. He peered into the light surrounding Harry and asked Moody, "What do you see?"
"No lies going on here, but the boy hasn't actually stated that he is Harry Potter." Said Moody, holding a pocket sneakscope.
"But I AM Harry POTTER!!" called Harry angrily, "Neville and I survived the water and he's at St Mungo's right now."
"It is Potter, Albus." Said a weak voice from the ground, and Harry jumped, he had forgotten about Snape.
"He killed three Death Eater's to help me." Added the professor before blacking out again.
"Severus?" asked Dumbledore coming forwards.
"I think it is the Potter boy, Albus," said Moody's growl, there's no lies going on and he did just state who he was."
"Harry?" asked Ron, quiet with amazement.
"Hi Ron, how'd you go?"
"I'm fine!" said Ron, coming forwards, "but you sure don't look it."
"Snape's heavy." Muttered Harry, earning a laugh from Lupin. Ron clapped him on the back.
"It's good to see you!" he said awkwardly, and Harry smiled at his friend through the rain.
"Good to see you too." He said as Dumbledore and Lupin carried Snape past, "what happened to the giants?"
"The Death Eaters turned up, and then they all disappeared and the Griffons arrived." Said Ron bleakly. He shook his head, "it was terrible, I don't think anyone got hurt too badly but it was still terrifying."
"Harry?" Hermione had come up. Harry smiled at her and hugged her, "how are you? Didn't get beaten around?"
"No I'm fine. What happened to you?" she asked anxiously.
"Yes Harry, what did happen?" asked Lupin as he and Dumbledore joined them.
"When the water took me and Neville I went with the flow until I could grab a low bridge and then I hung there, holding Neville up too. Mr. and Mrs. Lonbottom pulled us out. The bridge is right near St Mungo's and they saw us through a window. Neville's in a coma I think, I don't know too much but his parents are with him. I was at St Mungo's when your group returned I asked some students what had happened. They told me and I went to help." Even in his own voice it sounded foolish.
"Then I found Snape and three Death Eaters."
"Did you really kill them Harry?" interrupted Lupin. Harry nodded mutely, not proud of what had happened.
"Ah, Potter, I was wondering when you would turn up. Unlike my underlings I knew a simple wall of water would not keep you down." The voice was low, had a hiss and was familiar. A green light began to shine. Voldemort had arrived.
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Chapter 20. (!)
Snape's Setback
Dumbledore was carrying an elder order member that Harry didn't know, Lupin was carrying Tonks, looking rather pale, and someone else he didn't know was carrying a Hogwarts student.
Harry pelted to the doors of the closest ward and bellowed at the nurses, "THREE NEW PATIENTS!" two of them immediately dropped their work and hurried out to the sodden group. Harry tried to push his way through the group to Lupin or Dumbledore, but more nurses arriving made him step back and simply watch proceedings.
"It was horrible," he heard one of the Hogwarts third years pant to a friend, "the way they disappeared together!"
"What!" said Harry, coming over, "what happened?"
"The Death Eaters were fighting us and then we heard this roar, Professor Lupin said it was a giant after, and then all the Death Eaters disappeared, it was weird." Said the boy, his eyes never leaving Harry's scar.
"I overheard the Headmaster say that it was a giant calling for back up, but he said it so quietly that I barely heard him." Added the other.
"Harry! WAIT!!" cried one of them, but he ignored them and ran out the door, skidded on the wet tiles and then sprinted out into the pouring rain, heading up hill.
It wasn't long before he was soaked again, and he skidded on slippery cement round corners, heading to where he had last seen his friends. The place was deserted, except for three dead giants. They blocked the road, and Harry went round the block to see if there was any clue as to their where-about's.
A wand, lying on the ground caught his attention. He picked it up and recognized it immediately. It was Ron's. Harry looked around. Where should he go? He hoped his friends were alright, if anything happened to them...he shook himself, it was no use thinking about her-them! He had to keep moving.
He put the wand in his pocket, keeping his out and ready.
He heard a male cry of pain come from somewhere to his left.
He began to run, the silence deafening.
He bolted down an alley and skidded to a stop in the shadows when his scar began to hurt suddenly and sharply.
He peeked around the corner and a sorry sight greeted his eyes.
Severus Snape was kneeling, clutching his left arm with his right hand; he was looking up with bloodshot eyes at the Death Eater standing over him. There was blood seeping out of his mouth and nose, and his trousers were torn and bloody around the ankles, his wand lying n the ground broken beside him. He was shaking. There was two other Death Eaters standing beside him, Sentinels.
"You betrayed us all! And for that you shall pay!" cackled the voice of Bellatrix Lestrange.
Harry felt anger begin to burn inside him again. Snape might not be his favourite person in the world, but nobody except Voldemort deserved to die at the Hands of the Death Eaters.
Lestrange raised her wand.
"EXPELIARMUS!!!" bellowed Harry, and all three wands sailed out of their owner's hands and into the dark alley behind him. Harry's wand was getting hot again. He stepped out into the street and pointed his wand at the three. Snape jerked in surprise, his face going whiter.
"You got it wrong." Snarled Harry and his voice wasn't his own, it was deeper and so, so angry, "you're the ones that will pay."
He didn't need to say a spell. The anger in his heart did it for him. The three Death Eaters didn't even have time to scream before they died, the white light engulfed them and then it faded, and they were lying on the ground, untouched but very, very dead.
Harry hurried forwards, stowing his wand in his pocket and reached down to help Snape.
"Can you walk?" he asked, taking Snape's good arm to help him to his feet.
"Not well." Muttered the pale man, paler than usual, but with two bright red spots of colour on his cheeks.
"Lean on me then." Said Harry, not letting the reluctance he felt enter his voice
It was an odd moment. The two, so often at odds, were working together, and actually benefiting from it. Harry calmed down, Snape escaped death.
They walked, Snape limping and leaning on Harry and grunting in pain every now and then. It was raining still, which was good because it cooled Harry down; half carrying a grown man was rather heated work. The slippery ground made it hard for Harry to take some of Snape's weight but there wasn't much choice.
They rounded a corner about half an hour later,(An; gee corners are useful things aren't they?) and by this time Harry was very tired. In front of them in the street there was numerous people, either standing or sitting, illuminated by sentries holding their wands aloft in a large circle around their friends. Those standing where tending to those sitting who where obviously wounded, some badly. They stared for a full minute and then Harry began to help Snape forwards, his legs aching and his arms hurting with exhaustion for the second time that night.
"Stop where you stand!" called voice and all conversation in the street stopped as the students and order personnel turned to look fearfully at the darkness in which the sentinel was peering.
With a start Harry recognized the voice, it was Ron. For a second he couldn't speak, overcome with relief, and then,
"Ricta Sempra!" burst towards them, and Harry and Snape dived sideways, landing with a yelp and a thump in the gutter.
"Ron! Damnit! It's me! For goodness sake put that thing away and give me a hand!" yelled Harry frantically as he staggered upright under Snape's weight. Apparently the excitement was too much for the Professor, because he had passed out.
"Harry?" Ron's voice was wary.
"Don't believe it Ron!" shrieked Hermione from the other side of the guarded space, "you saw what happened to him and Neville! It's a trick!"
Harry blinked. Then he let Snape fall to the ground and held his wand up, "lumos ohlem!"
He lit up the unconscious figure of Snape and said, "professor Snape has been attacked we need to get him some aid."
"As if you'd ever help Snape!" snapped Ron, apparently convinced of him being an imposter. By this time Dumbledore had come over from where he had been tending to a wounded student. He peered into the light surrounding Harry and asked Moody, "What do you see?"
"No lies going on here, but the boy hasn't actually stated that he is Harry Potter." Said Moody, holding a pocket sneakscope.
"But I AM Harry POTTER!!" called Harry angrily, "Neville and I survived the water and he's at St Mungo's right now."
"It is Potter, Albus." Said a weak voice from the ground, and Harry jumped, he had forgotten about Snape.
"He killed three Death Eater's to help me." Added the professor before blacking out again.
"Severus?" asked Dumbledore coming forwards.
"I think it is the Potter boy, Albus," said Moody's growl, there's no lies going on and he did just state who he was."
"Harry?" asked Ron, quiet with amazement.
"Hi Ron, how'd you go?"
"I'm fine!" said Ron, coming forwards, "but you sure don't look it."
"Snape's heavy." Muttered Harry, earning a laugh from Lupin. Ron clapped him on the back.
"It's good to see you!" he said awkwardly, and Harry smiled at his friend through the rain.
"Good to see you too." He said as Dumbledore and Lupin carried Snape past, "what happened to the giants?"
"The Death Eaters turned up, and then they all disappeared and the Griffons arrived." Said Ron bleakly. He shook his head, "it was terrible, I don't think anyone got hurt too badly but it was still terrifying."
"Harry?" Hermione had come up. Harry smiled at her and hugged her, "how are you? Didn't get beaten around?"
"No I'm fine. What happened to you?" she asked anxiously.
"Yes Harry, what did happen?" asked Lupin as he and Dumbledore joined them.
"When the water took me and Neville I went with the flow until I could grab a low bridge and then I hung there, holding Neville up too. Mr. and Mrs. Lonbottom pulled us out. The bridge is right near St Mungo's and they saw us through a window. Neville's in a coma I think, I don't know too much but his parents are with him. I was at St Mungo's when your group returned I asked some students what had happened. They told me and I went to help." Even in his own voice it sounded foolish.
"Then I found Snape and three Death Eaters."
"Did you really kill them Harry?" interrupted Lupin. Harry nodded mutely, not proud of what had happened.
"Ah, Potter, I was wondering when you would turn up. Unlike my underlings I knew a simple wall of water would not keep you down." The voice was low, had a hiss and was familiar. A green light began to shine. Voldemort had arrived.
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