A/N Ok, I don't know if some of you skipped the last chapter but here's a very brief overview of the second part. Minerva's in pain but Tom Riddle is gone. Bellatrix is very evil and stabs her wand in both of Minerva's hands. Minerva screams Severus's name, saw an angel, then dies. As always, characters belong to J.K Rowling. Enjoy. Roses

Praise the generous gods for giving

In a world of wrath and strife

With a little time for living,

Unto all the joy of life.

At whatever source we drink it,

In whatever terms we think it,

Art or love or faith or wine,

It is common and divine.

Praise the high gods, for in giving

This to man, and this alone,

They have made his chance of living

Shine the equal of their own.

"Praise The Generous Gods For Giving" William Ernest Henley

Chapter 4

As Severus Snape closed the dormitory door and headed to the bathroom, the only thing on his mind at the present was to splash his face with water and try to rid his mind of that horrible dream. It had seemed so real yet, he knew for a fact that Minerva was safe, or at least she was for the item currently in his quarters had not changed color at all. Snape turned a corner and halted in front of the bathroom, reaching for the door handle. Minerva was safe, there was no need for him to worry. Yet… he didn't understand why he should be worrying about her in the first place. He had convinced himself early on in life that he held no feeling for the woman, just a very close friendship. He shrugged and opened the door, walking towards the low sink and twisting the knob so that the water would turn on. The sink began to rapidly fill with water and Severus dunked his whole head into it pulling out then wiping the fine dew on his face off.

"Hello Ssssnape…"

Snape's head shot up and his eyes widened as he wheeled around.

"You!"

Suddenly his right forearm began to burn and clenching his teeth, Snape grabbed at it. He looked to the person and realized he was still a death eater. He fell to the floor and began to kiss the hems of His robes as he searched wildly around for his wand. He swore inwardly. How could he have been so stupid as to leave it on the stand by his bedside?!

"Get off me."

The man kicked at Severus and he landed hard as his head hit the sink behind him.

"Bu-u-ut…my Lord…"

The Dark Lord withdrew his wand from his robes and pointed it between Severus' eyebrows.

"You are despicable! I trust you with everything and look what you do! I had to actually get her and give her a truth potion. You sicken me, absolutely, sicken me. I don't see why I don't have half the mind to perform the cruico curse on you right now! All that time you knew how I felt for her…"

Snape's ears perked at the mention of a woman.

"Who and what are you talking about… my Lord?"

"You know who I speak of Snape! However, it's not like it matters. She's dieing as we speak. She's in such terrible pain, I'm surprised you didn't figure it out yet."

Snape began to tremble with worry and rage.

"Why? No… it can't be. NO!"

The Dark Lord simply laughed and began to dissipate into nothingness.

"If you want to help her… I suggest you do it quickly. The colors are changing in my favor…"

Snape scuttled to his knees and tried grabbing for The Dark Lord's robes but it was to late. He was gone. Snape stood. What he said couldn't have been true… the item in his office proved that to him. The Dark Lord was more powerful now though then he ever had been…

"No."

Snape stood and dashed for the doorway, leaving the torch behind. Madly he ran through the darkened dungeon corridors to his office. He skidded and flew through his doorway looking at the item.

"NO!"

The emerald green it had once been had turned into a violent scarlet. He had to do something right now or it would be to late. Quickly he grabbed the item and his wand, muttered a few words, drank and was gone.

A/N Until next time… dun dun dun!

Do you really think I'd keep you in suspense like that?! Dream on and keep reading. Lol.

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Snape looked wildly around trying to get his bearings. How could it be possible?!

"The shrieking shack… ?"

He shook his head and began to dash up the stairs. Why were there so many of them?!

"SEVERUS!"

Snape stopped and looked above him in worry at the scream. He had to move faster! He began to jump five stairs at a time finally reaching flat level. Waving his wand, the door in front of him opened revealing a gruesome scene. Bellatrix Black was laughing and hovering over Minerva like some black omen. Minerva's hand was pinned to the ground; a wand sticking out of it while the other was draped over her chest, blood oozing from it. Her shirt had been torn open, her chest covered in deep dark bruises with rivulets of blood running down the length of her ribcage. The worst of it all though thought Snape was her long beautiful legs. They were bent at the knees, turned up towards her head. Bellatrix turned around, her eyes widening.

"YOU!"

Snape glared at her. Never before had he hated someone this much. He advanced on her as she stumbled to get up. He passed her, as he did so, he aimed his wand directly at her head.

"Avada Kedava!"

She screamed in agony as the room filled with emerald light. Snape bent down and lifted Minerva up, blood splattering softly on the floor.

"Everything will be alright Minerva…"

With this she slumped in his arms as tears welled up in his eyes. Her chest stopped moving from the rapid breathing, and a hole in her chest began to hiss softly. He noted how stiff her neck was.

"No Minerva… no. You can't go."

His eyes began to show trepidation as he quickly cast all the healing spells he knew could help her, maybe even save her.

"Fleichis Tempora, Simplictis Vigorus, Oxyegenius Restora."

Snape stifled a sob and looked to Bellatrix kicking her, Minerva's blood splattering in her face, her eyes still wide from the curse. He looked down to Minerva and brushed away a lock of her hair and transported them back to Hogwarts.

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