The-Boy-Who-Lived-Again

Chapter 19

Severus Snape had just sat down after a fairly long dance with Madam Pomfrey, when he felt the dark mark on his arm begin to burn. He made excuses to go off to his room, and made his way down to the grounds and into the forbidden forest. He walked until he was outside of the Hogwarts wards, and Apparated to his summons.

With Harry

"Harry!" Hermione squealed after Harry explained his dream. "That wasn't a dream! It was one of your scar visions! We're telling Dumbledore!"

"NO!" Harry exclaimed.

"Why not?" Hermione demanded. "He needs to know!"

"No he doesn't! We can find another way to tell Dumbledore what we know without telling him who I am!" Harry replied adamantly.

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? Enlighten me then. How could we tell him?"

"Well... I don't know... We could say one of you had a dream or something." Harry suggested.

"Then he'll dismiss it as just a dream and you know it!" Hermione responded.

"She's got you there mate..."Ron put in.

"Shut it!" Harry snapped.

Ron put his arms up in a peace gesture. "Whoa... Sorry mate..."

"Face it Harry. He needs to know about your dream, and he needs to know who you are now. He'll be angry enough at you for keeping it from him this long." Hermione reasoned.

"I know..." Harry gave in. "And sorry for snapping at you Ron."

"S'ok." Ron replied stifling a yawn.

"But let me think on it for a bit. I want to make sure that this is our only option." Harry added. "And if anyone thinks of something, please tell me."

Everyone agreed to this suggestion.

"But until I think of anything." Harry continued. "I guess I'll go through and tell you about everything else that's happened. Did I tell you about when I fell in the lake?"

With Severus

"Master." Snape said dropping to one knee and bowing. "I have come to your summons."

"Very good my pet." Voldemort said, not hissing since there weren't any S's. "You may rise."

"Thank you my lord." Severus answered, rising to his feet. "What is it my lord requires of me?"

"Sssseverussss... Read thisss article for me." Voldemort responded with a hiss.

Severus took the newspaper that Voldemort offered him. His eyes scanned the page and his mind absorbed the article. 'So that was Potter... I need to have a little chat with our young mister Davison.' He thought. 'But I shall cover his tracks for him.'

"So why would someone steal Potter's corpse? Perhaps the department of mysteries has finally figured out that resurrection spell and want to test it?" Severus suggested,

"I hadn't thought of that my pet... Once we ressscue Wormtail, I will have him sssearch the Minisssstry top to bottom." Voldemort hissed. "That isss all my pet. You may go. I do not want you to be missssed."

"Thank you my lord." Severus replied. With one last bow, he left. At least Death Eater meetings were quick. 'Now then, to find Davison...' he thought, stalking off towards the great hall. 'Or should I say, Harry Potter!'

With Harry

"That's it!" Harry exclaimed after his story about the Merfolk in the lake.

"What is?" Ginny asked.

"I need to go and speak with someone. I think you three should go to bed." Harry replied.

"With who?" Hermione asked.

"Someone you wouldn't approve of. But remember, I don't need to sleep. I can wait all night to escape you." Harry said. "So you can't try to stop me from going."

Hermione sighed. "We aren't holding you prisoner Harry. We just want to know who."

"Let's just say that being a Slytherin lends you a certain favor in the eye of our potions master." Harry answered with a wink. 'Now if I were Snape, Where would I be?' he thought.