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Severus exited the Headmaster's office still clutching his left forearm.
"Damn Dumbledore and his wards," Severus thought as he made his way to the edge of the Hogwarts grounds. Reaching the front gates, he threw them open and stepped outside the protective wards of the school. As he was preparing to Apparate to Malfoy Manor Severus attempted to ready himself for what was in store. He was confronting both of his loyalties at once.
Before he could Apparate however, a flash of red light shot past his ear, barely missing him. Severus drew his wand and turned in the direction that the spell had come from.
"Severus, Severus. Always on the offensive," said a low, drawling voice.
"Lucius," said Snape with recognition, "what are you doing here?"
"Getting you. You always take so damn long to show up and we wanted to get there before they left," said McNair. He had a blood lust that would rival that of any vampire.
"Calm down McNair. You will have your fun," said Malfoy. "Now, when we go to the Order's headquarters we will be using Disillusionment Charms. We will surround them when they come outside and then you will follow my lead. We are in for some fun I am quite sure."
"What makes you think that they will exit the house Lucius. They may very well Floo out. That would ruin your lovely plan, wouldn't it?" asked Severus. "For Merlin's sake let then Floo out," he thought.
"Good Merlin let them Floo out!" said Lucius with an evil laugh. "We will have some fun if they Floo out. However, they will know better. They will exit the house. Do not attack until I say so."
"Very well," said Severus, "but what of Potter?"
"We are not after Potter, not this time," snarled Malfoy, "the Dark Lord has some one else in mind."
Severus paused. "Who could possibly have greater importance to the Dark Lord than Harry Potter?"
"Ms. Granger, my friend. Ms. Granger."
Severus inwardly balked. Ms. Granger holds more importance to the Dark Lord than Harry Potter? How could that be? What significance did Muggle-born Hermione Granger have?
"Come," said Malfoy addressing the Death Eaters assembled. "Everyone place their Disillusionment Charms and Apparate to number 12 Grimmauld Place. Kill all but the young Mudblood girl."
"Malfoy," she said, gritting her teeth. The word had barely left her mouth when the tall, blonde form of Lucius Malfoy appeared in front of Mr. Weasley.
"Ms. Granger," he said greasily, "how pleasant to see you. Too bad it's on such an unpleasant mission. Well, for you that is." He smiled. "Comrades, please show yourselves."
At Malfoy's word about 20 Death Eaters appeared in a circle around the members of the Order.
"Slightly outnumbered Arthur?" Malfoy inquired. He was grinning quite broadly. "If you hold still, I'm sure your death will be quite painless."
"You won't be killing any of us," growled Moody. "Stupefy!"
A red flash flew past Hermione. Suddenly, the air was full of flashes of light and shouts of pain and triumph.
"Hermione!"
She turned to she Fred reaching for her hand. "We have to get you out of here! We have to Apparate to safety!"
But before he could reach her hand, a flash of green struck him square in the back.
"Fred!" Hermione cried and ran to his fallen body. He was dead before he hit the ground.
Hermione stopped and stood still. She looked around her with tears in her eyes. Mr. Weasley, Bill and the Professors Moody and Lupin were still fighting. She turned to her left and saw George's body lying not 3 feet from his brother's. The tears finally began to fall. She fell to her knees and covered her face with her hands, closing her eyes. She could still hear the fighting and she could still see the vision of Fred and George's dead bodies before her eyes. She cried for those whose time had come and for those who had yet to pass.
"Why can't it just be over?" she sobbed, opening her eyes. Through the cracks of her fingers she saw the hem of a black robe.
"My time has come," she thought as she lowered her hands and reached for her wand.
"Ms. Granger," said a familiar voice in a hoarse whisper.
"Professor Snape?" she asked without looking up.
"We need to get you out of here." He kneeled down beside her and placed a hand in her shoulder. With a loud crack, they were gone.
To be continued….. yet again.