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Severus was sneaking around the blood bathed halls of Hogwarts, his expression was sickly, he had come across so many dead student, children who only hours ago were safe in there lives and were full of hope. He had taught them all and now he would never see them graduate. He had even come across much to his surprise the body of Neville longbottom; he was surrounded by many dead Death eaters. For once he was proud of the boy, but now he would never be able to tell him that.
He saw many of his friends or comrades in teaching (he really didn't have any friends) while walking these halls. Flitwick. Hagrid, Minerva, Remus lupin (now teaching Defense against the dark arts once again), Sprout, Hooch.he had seen them, or what was left of them. All were dead.
He was alone.
Now he made his way through the corridors past the great hall to the remains of the Gryffindor common room. He hoped that there would be some survivors, none of the other houses had any. All were dead.
He wondered vaguely if Harry Potter and his friends were alive, it wasn't likely since they were all targets. He truly hoped that the Granger girl was dead, it would save her from a fate worse than death. He shuddered at the thought.
When he was first entering the Death Eaters ranks, before Voldmort had become the snake like being that he was, he had been a man.and used that to his full advantage. The basterd Tom Riddle had raped his own mother; Severus had done nothing to stop him much to his disgust. All his did was watch as that vile creature entered his mother and defiled her body, mind and soul! The woman, his mother was always so strong, proud and noble and had fought him to the last, but even she in the end began to move with him as he defiled her soul.
That was the fate that awaited Hermione.
Why did she have to be so strong, smart and in all else the perfect thing that Voldmort was looking for, the very person who would carry his monstrous offspring!
He continued to walk slowly and slyly into the common room.
He was stunned at what he saw, there were masses of dead bodies much like the other common rooms, however in this one there were also masses of dead black cloaked figures.
Bloody Gryffendor's Brave to the last.
He saw the bodies of Ronald Weasly and his sister. The last of the Weasly lines. Ron he noted has a look of triumph on his face. In the middle of a group of slaughtered first years he saw the remains of the boy who lived. His scar was bleeding, and his chest was torn open.
Gods they were only children.
Then he heard it. A scream. A woman's scream. It was coming from out side.
Racing as fast as his legs could carry him he ran back through the halls and out the main doors to the Hogwarts grounds. There were about twenty or thirty Death eaters surrounding a long figure of a woman. His eyes however were not on the death eaters or the woman, but on the tallest figure, glowing red eyes could be seen under the hood.
It was Voldmort.
Casting a simple stealth spell he advanced on the group.
" Its useless to fight it!" came the cold voice of Voldmort. " Your fate is sealed Mudblood"
Snape froze gods the woman was Hermione.
He watched in horror as the circle of death eaters closed around the two of them.
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Hermione was in shock, she should have never left the castle, and at least there she could hide, now she was doomed.
She new begging was useless so she turned a defiant sneer at the most powerful wizard in the world.
" I'm not afraid of you, you bastered!" she growled.
Voldmort gave a soft chuckle. " Well my dear I should say that you should be" he grinned evilly at her. Voldmort took a few steps towards her.
Hermione back up, desperately trying to keep her distance from the vile snake that was before her. She was so frightened that she didn't realize that she back into a group of death eaters.
" Hold her! " roared Voldmort.
Arms every were arms, Grabbing her holding her. She screamed and spat at them. Her legs flailing. She managed to connect one of her feet with a mans jaw. She was rewarded by a crack and a yowl from the man. Flailing kicking biting. There was a sudden use of force and she found her self-flat on her back on the ground. She hit it with such force that the wind left her body.
" Such lovely fire in a woman, I had hope to have done this earlier, but sadly the woman got in the way and well" he grinned evilly.
He pulled out his wand. " I had hoped to have done this years ago, I truly had given up hope that I would ever find a woman who would be suitable. Pity I'm no longer able to perform the task at the present."
Hermione's eyes grew wide. What the hell was he talking about, she had an idea but the thought brought bile up into her throat.
"You should feel honored bitch, you will have the privilege that so many woman have fought over for." He gave her a look that made her want to puke.
He was now stroking his wand with great favor. He watched the witch try to break free of her holdings.
He then reached inside his wand and pulled out a small talisman, it had a pentagram with a serpent winding around it. He touched his wand to it and it immediately began to glow a fiery red.
He gave an approving nod and walked towards Hermione, reaching down her griped robe sleeve of her left arm and ripped it off with little effort.
Hermione was trembling, trying will all her might to get away from the monster and the creatures that held her.
Voldmort's eyes burned an evil red as he looked at her. Taking the Talisman in his clammy gray longnailed hands he brought it over her left arms biceps and pressed it down on her.
Hermione screamed at pain like she had never know entered her body, coursing through her like a storm, burning her, charring her skin. She could smell her own flesh cooking underneath that piece of metal.
Satisfied Voldmort removed the talisman from her arm leaving a bleeding patch of black burned flesh on her arm.
Hermione felt tears corse down her cheeks, but she never closed her eyes.
Voldmort chuckled once again; it was like daggers in her soul. " You are now mine little one! In any time all will know that you are mine."
Hermione could no longer hold it back she vomited, thankfully on the nearest death eater.
Voldmort once again pulled out his wand. " Now little bitch, I will send you back to the time that I was able."
"Able to what you vile shit headed snake" spat Hermione.
Voldmort just laughed again.
" Why when I was able to conceive!"
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Snape was raking his brain trying to find ways to save the girls life. He knew that the time he would send her to was the time the potters died, it was just after that he made himself impotent.
If he could just intervene and somehow send her some where safe she could be saved.
Time. He needed more time.
God if they could have only stopped him before!
Snape just about smacked him self. What had Dumbledore said? " I believe that all the answers to the future remain in the past" The damned old wizard new this was going to happen!
He stopped. Voldmort was moving again.
Raising his wand he began muttering a spell over Hermione.
He had to stop this at the right time; he started at a full run towards Voldmort. His cover would be blown soon.
" Ranisenso Pandacema!" Yelled Voldmort.
Hermione began to glow a faint light white.
Just as Voldmort was about to say the last word, Severus Snape the cold- hearted potion master tackled him hard and fast. Voldmort was only stunned for a moment.
That moment was all he needed. He raised his wand and pointed hit at a very scared and surprised Hermione.
" Seferior!" he screamed.
With a large boom Hermione Granger vanished.
Snape smiled; there might be hope. There was a blinding acid green light that enveloped him and he fell to the ground. Dead.
Severus Snape died with a smile still on his face and for the first time hope in his heart.
Severus was sneaking around the blood bathed halls of Hogwarts, his expression was sickly, he had come across so many dead student, children who only hours ago were safe in there lives and were full of hope. He had taught them all and now he would never see them graduate. He had even come across much to his surprise the body of Neville longbottom; he was surrounded by many dead Death eaters. For once he was proud of the boy, but now he would never be able to tell him that.
He saw many of his friends or comrades in teaching (he really didn't have any friends) while walking these halls. Flitwick. Hagrid, Minerva, Remus lupin (now teaching Defense against the dark arts once again), Sprout, Hooch.he had seen them, or what was left of them. All were dead.
He was alone.
Now he made his way through the corridors past the great hall to the remains of the Gryffindor common room. He hoped that there would be some survivors, none of the other houses had any. All were dead.
He wondered vaguely if Harry Potter and his friends were alive, it wasn't likely since they were all targets. He truly hoped that the Granger girl was dead, it would save her from a fate worse than death. He shuddered at the thought.
When he was first entering the Death Eaters ranks, before Voldmort had become the snake like being that he was, he had been a man.and used that to his full advantage. The basterd Tom Riddle had raped his own mother; Severus had done nothing to stop him much to his disgust. All his did was watch as that vile creature entered his mother and defiled her body, mind and soul! The woman, his mother was always so strong, proud and noble and had fought him to the last, but even she in the end began to move with him as he defiled her soul.
That was the fate that awaited Hermione.
Why did she have to be so strong, smart and in all else the perfect thing that Voldmort was looking for, the very person who would carry his monstrous offspring!
He continued to walk slowly and slyly into the common room.
He was stunned at what he saw, there were masses of dead bodies much like the other common rooms, however in this one there were also masses of dead black cloaked figures.
Bloody Gryffendor's Brave to the last.
He saw the bodies of Ronald Weasly and his sister. The last of the Weasly lines. Ron he noted has a look of triumph on his face. In the middle of a group of slaughtered first years he saw the remains of the boy who lived. His scar was bleeding, and his chest was torn open.
Gods they were only children.
Then he heard it. A scream. A woman's scream. It was coming from out side.
Racing as fast as his legs could carry him he ran back through the halls and out the main doors to the Hogwarts grounds. There were about twenty or thirty Death eaters surrounding a long figure of a woman. His eyes however were not on the death eaters or the woman, but on the tallest figure, glowing red eyes could be seen under the hood.
It was Voldmort.
Casting a simple stealth spell he advanced on the group.
" Its useless to fight it!" came the cold voice of Voldmort. " Your fate is sealed Mudblood"
Snape froze gods the woman was Hermione.
He watched in horror as the circle of death eaters closed around the two of them.
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Hermione was in shock, she should have never left the castle, and at least there she could hide, now she was doomed.
She new begging was useless so she turned a defiant sneer at the most powerful wizard in the world.
" I'm not afraid of you, you bastered!" she growled.
Voldmort gave a soft chuckle. " Well my dear I should say that you should be" he grinned evilly at her. Voldmort took a few steps towards her.
Hermione back up, desperately trying to keep her distance from the vile snake that was before her. She was so frightened that she didn't realize that she back into a group of death eaters.
" Hold her! " roared Voldmort.
Arms every were arms, Grabbing her holding her. She screamed and spat at them. Her legs flailing. She managed to connect one of her feet with a mans jaw. She was rewarded by a crack and a yowl from the man. Flailing kicking biting. There was a sudden use of force and she found her self-flat on her back on the ground. She hit it with such force that the wind left her body.
" Such lovely fire in a woman, I had hope to have done this earlier, but sadly the woman got in the way and well" he grinned evilly.
He pulled out his wand. " I had hoped to have done this years ago, I truly had given up hope that I would ever find a woman who would be suitable. Pity I'm no longer able to perform the task at the present."
Hermione's eyes grew wide. What the hell was he talking about, she had an idea but the thought brought bile up into her throat.
"You should feel honored bitch, you will have the privilege that so many woman have fought over for." He gave her a look that made her want to puke.
He was now stroking his wand with great favor. He watched the witch try to break free of her holdings.
He then reached inside his wand and pulled out a small talisman, it had a pentagram with a serpent winding around it. He touched his wand to it and it immediately began to glow a fiery red.
He gave an approving nod and walked towards Hermione, reaching down her griped robe sleeve of her left arm and ripped it off with little effort.
Hermione was trembling, trying will all her might to get away from the monster and the creatures that held her.
Voldmort's eyes burned an evil red as he looked at her. Taking the Talisman in his clammy gray longnailed hands he brought it over her left arms biceps and pressed it down on her.
Hermione screamed at pain like she had never know entered her body, coursing through her like a storm, burning her, charring her skin. She could smell her own flesh cooking underneath that piece of metal.
Satisfied Voldmort removed the talisman from her arm leaving a bleeding patch of black burned flesh on her arm.
Hermione felt tears corse down her cheeks, but she never closed her eyes.
Voldmort chuckled once again; it was like daggers in her soul. " You are now mine little one! In any time all will know that you are mine."
Hermione could no longer hold it back she vomited, thankfully on the nearest death eater.
Voldmort once again pulled out his wand. " Now little bitch, I will send you back to the time that I was able."
"Able to what you vile shit headed snake" spat Hermione.
Voldmort just laughed again.
" Why when I was able to conceive!"
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Snape was raking his brain trying to find ways to save the girls life. He knew that the time he would send her to was the time the potters died, it was just after that he made himself impotent.
If he could just intervene and somehow send her some where safe she could be saved.
Time. He needed more time.
God if they could have only stopped him before!
Snape just about smacked him self. What had Dumbledore said? " I believe that all the answers to the future remain in the past" The damned old wizard new this was going to happen!
He stopped. Voldmort was moving again.
Raising his wand he began muttering a spell over Hermione.
He had to stop this at the right time; he started at a full run towards Voldmort. His cover would be blown soon.
" Ranisenso Pandacema!" Yelled Voldmort.
Hermione began to glow a faint light white.
Just as Voldmort was about to say the last word, Severus Snape the cold- hearted potion master tackled him hard and fast. Voldmort was only stunned for a moment.
That moment was all he needed. He raised his wand and pointed hit at a very scared and surprised Hermione.
" Seferior!" he screamed.
With a large boom Hermione Granger vanished.
Snape smiled; there might be hope. There was a blinding acid green light that enveloped him and he fell to the ground. Dead.
Severus Snape died with a smile still on his face and for the first time hope in his heart.