"Why didn't you tell me this sooner." Constance demanded.
"Well, I didn't think that you needed to know right away. After all we all thought that it was Sirius. I kept him out of the fighting last year, but that didn't help. I realized then that the prophecy didn't mention which Black, so you are still a very possible candidate."
"But, It might not have been me or Sirius. What about Bellatrix, Narcissa...."
"You're right, however they are devoted followers of Voldermort. Voldermort knows this prophecy and no doubt your sisters know as well. He probably wanted to eliminate the Blacks that were against him first."
"Well, if the prophecy says that I will save Harry potter, than I had better go, because if I'm not there, then who will save him?"
"But Constance," Severus interjected, "If they find out that you are alive, they will murder you."
"True enough, but weren't they always after my blood anyway....oh my god. Zoey. By birth right she is a Black to."
Dumbledore looked stunned. Apparently the thought hadn't even crossed his mind. He had been assuming it meant people with the last name of Black, but true enough, Zoey was part of the Black bloodline.
"Fine Constance, you can come along, but you need to stay out of sight. The most important matter is reaching Hogwarts in time."
The Order left the Black mansion, Dumbledore in the lead, and Constance flying as close as she could to Severus. He was her protector, he always was.
The children had reached the deserted castle in a state of panic. Of course as soon as the death eaters had marched in Hogsmede, it was clear that they were making their move on Hogwarts and the children were sent home immediately.
Not really sure what to do, they ran throughout the castle looking for Dumbledore. It was in the great hall they found Voldermort. This time he hadn't hidden away in the deep dark caverns of the school. This time he was strong and completely human. He had lulled Harry into a false sense of security and now having time to gather his followers, he was ready.
Dumbledore went first, with Constance in the middle; hood pulled over her face. Harry felt a wave of relief as the doors flew open and Dumbledore was behind them. However, Voldermort sent his death eaters to counter attack, his focus was on Potter.
Harry had lost his wand, Ron, Hermione and Zoey had been knocked out. He was facing Voldermort's wand alone. Zoey opened her eyes, she had been stunned and couldn't move. She felt the chains around her mind forcing her to lie still. "no," a small voice inside her said, "No, help Harry, you've got to move."
"No," she whispered out loud, "No, no, NO." she said. She forced herself to reach out her arm and pull herself towards Harry. Voldermort took no notice. Her head ached, she was being pulled back by the spell, but despite the pain she pulled herself forward, pushed herself off the ground and pushed herself in front of Harry, looking deep into Voldermort's eyes.
"No," she choked out, "You'll have to get through me first."
"No problem," Voldermort cackled evilly and positioned his wand to cast the death spell.
"I don't think so," Constance screamed. She removed her hood and raised her wand. She couldn't kill Voldermort, but she could protect her child. She quickly cast a bubble spell over Harry and Zoey. They were immediately covered in a thick spongy bubble that took the force of the spell. Remus had taught her that one. And everyone was so shocked, Dumbledore was able to disarm Voldermort. Hissing he turned in a snake and slithered out the door. His death eaters fought through the rest of the order and followed. Bellatrix, the last to leave, grinned cynically at Constance. Her secret was out. She was dead to the world no longer.
"Well," Dumbledore said calmly, "You were right about one thing. You were the Black that saved Harry Potter. Although all that stunt did was buy us time. He will be back more quickly than ever. And I'm afraid your sister will be back for you." He turned towards the children and ushered to the Order to follow him. While Voldermort's death spell hadn't killed them, it had given them a nasty shock. They grabbed Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Zoey and immediately flew them back to the Black mansion; Constance's house.
When Zoey woke up, her mind was still out of focus. She woke up to Constance's face above hers and gently smiled.
"Mother," Zoe whispered, "I'm so happy to see you."
Constance smiled warmly at her daughter, a single tear sliding down her cheek.
"What's wrong mother? I'm okay you don't need to cry."
"No sweetheart, it's not that, we need to have a long talk."
"About Professor Snape," Zoey said, a sudden chill to her voice, "my father."
"Yes that and other things," Miss Hardbroom sighed, "but how did you know."
"Well, when Harry got the note from Voldermort, I was coming to tell you and Professor Snape, when I overheard you two talking about me."
"Oh dear, well I guess everything's out in the open now." And Constance proceeded to tell Zoey everything. About Severus, about what Dumbledore had done, the Black family, and the prophecy.
"Mother, why couldn't you tell me all this before?"
"Well, in truth I didn't know how, and we had to keep it a secret."
"So Sirius was my uncle, and Severus Snape is my father." Zoey stated this in a glum sort of way. "Wonderful, I have a dead family and a father who hates me."
"Oh no, that is far from the truth. Severus loves you, he's only been mean to you these past few months he didn't want anyone to even suspect you were his daughter. If Malfoy knew, well you would have been dead for sure."
As if on cue, Severus stepped in the room, "Connie, they need you downstairs, the meeting will...." He stopped when he saw Zoey was awake and swallowed.
It was an awkward moment, but Constance motioned for Severus to sit down on the bed next to her.
Severus sighed and took Zoey's hands in his. "You know the last time I held your hands they were so small, you were so small. I guess you've grown over the years."
"Yes, father, I have." She said slowly.
He squeezed her hands. "Oh Zoe, I don't hate you, I just...you understand that I had to keep it a secret. Your life....well I wouldn't want anything to happen to you. I thought I already lost you once."
They stared at each other for a while, an understanding had formed between them.
"Come on," Constance spoke up after a while, "we have to be downstairs."
She watched as Severus took his daughter's hand and led her out of the room. Constance followed behind, watching the two people she loved more than anything. Her life had been destroyed and she had spent the past years bitter and hard. Her life was back to normal now, the happy and the sad.
Especially the sad. Voldermort was still at large, her family was still in danger. But this time she felt confident it would work out. That is, if she could fulfill her prophecy, then surely Harry Potter could fulfill his.
The End. Hope you enjoyed it. The Voldermort part, a little predictable and bornign I know, but the whoel Voldermort and Harry thing wasn't my main focus. Look for a prelude to this story coming soon, possibly a story of how Snape and Hb met or something. Happy Readings!
"Well, I didn't think that you needed to know right away. After all we all thought that it was Sirius. I kept him out of the fighting last year, but that didn't help. I realized then that the prophecy didn't mention which Black, so you are still a very possible candidate."
"But, It might not have been me or Sirius. What about Bellatrix, Narcissa...."
"You're right, however they are devoted followers of Voldermort. Voldermort knows this prophecy and no doubt your sisters know as well. He probably wanted to eliminate the Blacks that were against him first."
"Well, if the prophecy says that I will save Harry potter, than I had better go, because if I'm not there, then who will save him?"
"But Constance," Severus interjected, "If they find out that you are alive, they will murder you."
"True enough, but weren't they always after my blood anyway....oh my god. Zoey. By birth right she is a Black to."
Dumbledore looked stunned. Apparently the thought hadn't even crossed his mind. He had been assuming it meant people with the last name of Black, but true enough, Zoey was part of the Black bloodline.
"Fine Constance, you can come along, but you need to stay out of sight. The most important matter is reaching Hogwarts in time."
The Order left the Black mansion, Dumbledore in the lead, and Constance flying as close as she could to Severus. He was her protector, he always was.
The children had reached the deserted castle in a state of panic. Of course as soon as the death eaters had marched in Hogsmede, it was clear that they were making their move on Hogwarts and the children were sent home immediately.
Not really sure what to do, they ran throughout the castle looking for Dumbledore. It was in the great hall they found Voldermort. This time he hadn't hidden away in the deep dark caverns of the school. This time he was strong and completely human. He had lulled Harry into a false sense of security and now having time to gather his followers, he was ready.
Dumbledore went first, with Constance in the middle; hood pulled over her face. Harry felt a wave of relief as the doors flew open and Dumbledore was behind them. However, Voldermort sent his death eaters to counter attack, his focus was on Potter.
Harry had lost his wand, Ron, Hermione and Zoey had been knocked out. He was facing Voldermort's wand alone. Zoey opened her eyes, she had been stunned and couldn't move. She felt the chains around her mind forcing her to lie still. "no," a small voice inside her said, "No, help Harry, you've got to move."
"No," she whispered out loud, "No, no, NO." she said. She forced herself to reach out her arm and pull herself towards Harry. Voldermort took no notice. Her head ached, she was being pulled back by the spell, but despite the pain she pulled herself forward, pushed herself off the ground and pushed herself in front of Harry, looking deep into Voldermort's eyes.
"No," she choked out, "You'll have to get through me first."
"No problem," Voldermort cackled evilly and positioned his wand to cast the death spell.
"I don't think so," Constance screamed. She removed her hood and raised her wand. She couldn't kill Voldermort, but she could protect her child. She quickly cast a bubble spell over Harry and Zoey. They were immediately covered in a thick spongy bubble that took the force of the spell. Remus had taught her that one. And everyone was so shocked, Dumbledore was able to disarm Voldermort. Hissing he turned in a snake and slithered out the door. His death eaters fought through the rest of the order and followed. Bellatrix, the last to leave, grinned cynically at Constance. Her secret was out. She was dead to the world no longer.
"Well," Dumbledore said calmly, "You were right about one thing. You were the Black that saved Harry Potter. Although all that stunt did was buy us time. He will be back more quickly than ever. And I'm afraid your sister will be back for you." He turned towards the children and ushered to the Order to follow him. While Voldermort's death spell hadn't killed them, it had given them a nasty shock. They grabbed Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Zoey and immediately flew them back to the Black mansion; Constance's house.
When Zoey woke up, her mind was still out of focus. She woke up to Constance's face above hers and gently smiled.
"Mother," Zoe whispered, "I'm so happy to see you."
Constance smiled warmly at her daughter, a single tear sliding down her cheek.
"What's wrong mother? I'm okay you don't need to cry."
"No sweetheart, it's not that, we need to have a long talk."
"About Professor Snape," Zoey said, a sudden chill to her voice, "my father."
"Yes that and other things," Miss Hardbroom sighed, "but how did you know."
"Well, when Harry got the note from Voldermort, I was coming to tell you and Professor Snape, when I overheard you two talking about me."
"Oh dear, well I guess everything's out in the open now." And Constance proceeded to tell Zoey everything. About Severus, about what Dumbledore had done, the Black family, and the prophecy.
"Mother, why couldn't you tell me all this before?"
"Well, in truth I didn't know how, and we had to keep it a secret."
"So Sirius was my uncle, and Severus Snape is my father." Zoey stated this in a glum sort of way. "Wonderful, I have a dead family and a father who hates me."
"Oh no, that is far from the truth. Severus loves you, he's only been mean to you these past few months he didn't want anyone to even suspect you were his daughter. If Malfoy knew, well you would have been dead for sure."
As if on cue, Severus stepped in the room, "Connie, they need you downstairs, the meeting will...." He stopped when he saw Zoey was awake and swallowed.
It was an awkward moment, but Constance motioned for Severus to sit down on the bed next to her.
Severus sighed and took Zoey's hands in his. "You know the last time I held your hands they were so small, you were so small. I guess you've grown over the years."
"Yes, father, I have." She said slowly.
He squeezed her hands. "Oh Zoe, I don't hate you, I just...you understand that I had to keep it a secret. Your life....well I wouldn't want anything to happen to you. I thought I already lost you once."
They stared at each other for a while, an understanding had formed between them.
"Come on," Constance spoke up after a while, "we have to be downstairs."
She watched as Severus took his daughter's hand and led her out of the room. Constance followed behind, watching the two people she loved more than anything. Her life had been destroyed and she had spent the past years bitter and hard. Her life was back to normal now, the happy and the sad.
Especially the sad. Voldermort was still at large, her family was still in danger. But this time she felt confident it would work out. That is, if she could fulfill her prophecy, then surely Harry Potter could fulfill his.
The End. Hope you enjoyed it. The Voldermort part, a little predictable and bornign I know, but the whoel Voldermort and Harry thing wasn't my main focus. Look for a prelude to this story coming soon, possibly a story of how Snape and Hb met or something. Happy Readings!