A/N- I've decided to update the last 5 chapters of the story together. Sorry if it wasn't what you expected but it's better than abandoning. Reviews for the last chapter at the bottom.Their all rather short, but I'm aware of that.

Run very far

Siobhan slowly opened her eyes and it took her awhile to realise where she was. The Hospital Wing was quiet and all that she could hear were occasional footsteps, perhaps belonging to Madam Pomfrey. Gradually she sat up taking care not to move around her body too much. It felt sore but she was moving. She remembered what had happened yesterday but only vaguely. It had something to do with flooding, Harry, Snape, Draco and Edward. Different pieces were jumbled up in her mind and she couldn't quite piece it together.

There was a change to the footsteps that had been in the Hospital Wing. This set of footsteps werefast and sharp. Madam Pomfrey could be heard protesting to whoever it was that had just entered. The curtains that were around Siobhan's bedwere moved sharply aside, and instantly Siobhan wished she had stayed asleep. Anything than face her father at the moment. She felt angry at him but it still wasn't clear to her why.

"Madam Pomfrey, I'm fine. I need to talk to Professor Snape for a moment. Alone," Siobhan said as she watched the matron busy herself making Siobhan comfortable. She sighed angrily and walked past Snape with her nose held up high. No-one burst into her Wing, started disturbing a patient and received a warm welcome.

"Yes, we need to talk," Snape said taking a seat in the chair next to the bed and charming the curtains so conversation wouldn't be overheard. That's the last thing he needed. "Before we start, let me just make one thing clear. Raising your voice and swearing will get you nowhere. If you talk at a normal level I am more likely to listen to you."

"Very well. I'm listening to what you have to say."

"Firstly, I am expecting a public apology to my House and myself. This will be the last time you embarrass Slytherin. Though I'm not particularly fond of them, they are my House. I have had a word with those responsible for the attack yesterday and they assure me as long as you don't try anything else, you're absolutely safe."

Siobhan snorted. They'd come up with some other reason. Siobhan began remembering the attack. The kicking and Draco. He'd been there but he hadn't helped at all. He'd just stood by and watched. "Give me a mirror." Snape paused before reaching for a mirror lying on the bedside table. Siobhan winced as she saw the cuts and bruises that adorned her face. Her upper lip was swollen, she had a black eye and there were several cuts all ranging from deep to almost scratches.

"You'll heal fast enough. I'm not going to deny that you deserved it but I'm not supporting it either. You think that you can waltz in here and disturb the running of the place? Potter caused enough stress without you adding to it."

"You're just saying that because Harry knows now." Then it hit Siobhan. She remembered what had happened. Her anger for her father at the moment was justified and it seemed to flare. "And because I know the truth as well. You thought you could keep this from me. Go on believing that you had your reason for never coming to look for me. But you didn't."

"You shouldn't have been in my Pensieve. Potter is swearing that he doesn't care and won't say anything but that doesn't really matter. It's the fact that I can't trust you."

"That makes two of us. You don't trust me, I don't trust you. To think if I'd let Harry talk me out of it, I'd never have find out you were lying. How could you though? I may have taken a look in your Pensieve but I have never lied to you."

"I had my reasons for lying."

"Let me guess. To protect me? Well great way that turned out. You should have told Dumbledore to send me to a home or something because then at least I would have known the truth. That you left knowing fully well that I existed and that you never ever bothered to look for us, me and Mum."

"Yes to protect you. If I had told you that two months ago, you would have walked straight out of that room and towards god knows where. You might not be dead but you'd have fallen into the wrong arms. I needed you to trust me."

"A trust based on lies."

"A trust based on lies is better than no trust. Siobhan, before you decide to do anything drastic like leave Hogwarts with Emily or something of the sort, there is one last secret I need to tell you."

"What? I have a half-sibling somewhere?"

"No. I understand if you hate me telling you this a bit late but I wasn't planning on telling you this anyway. Siobhan, you're related to the Dark Lord. He's your great granduncle."

Siobhan felt like he had just whacked her around the face. The red eyes she so often dreamt of; they belonged to Voldemort. Her uncle. Siobhan felt last night's dinner resurface. Snape didn't grimace as Siobhan puked over the side of the bed. It was an understandable reaction. He hated the fact he was related to such a monster and it wouldn't surprise him if Siobhan hated the fact that she was related to two monsters. He poured her a glass of water and handed it to her for her to drink up. She did and clutched to the glass as if it was her safety net.

"Can you please leave," Siobhan said quietly. She was shocked. She hadn't expected that. A brother or sister somewhere, a wife, a boyfriend but not this.

"We need to talk about this."

"No we don't. I accept that fact and it doesn't really make much difference to what I think. Although it does mean I have a wider choice. Stay here and fight against him, or join him and fight against you. You'd do well to leave. Now."

Snape sighed deeply and got up, removed the charms he had placed and left the Hospital Wing. Madam Pomfrey was immediately by Siobhan's side and for once she was grateful for the woman's constant fuss. With answering all of Madam Pomfrey's questions and paying close attention to what she was doing took up her mind leaving no space to think about what had just happened.

It was late afternoon when Siobhan woke up again. There were flowers on her bedside and checking the card, the roses were from Draco and the lilies signed 'Dad'. There was also homework with several Sugar Quills attached (obviously from Hermione) and an array of sweets. Nothing from Harry though. Not that she'd expected it but she'd had that small hope that he had been angry yesterday and said that out of anger and hurt. Her frustration didn't exactly put her in a good mood and when Edward came to see her, she wasn't a very happy bunny.

"Hi Siobhan," he mumbled nervously. Siobhan put down this week's copy of Young Witch Weekly and attempted a smile. She reminded herself that it wasn't Edward's fault she was in here, he'd just been careless.

"Hi Edward. How have you been?" Siobhan asked casually. She patted a space at the foot of her bed and he sat down cross-legged. His hair fell into his face but Siobhan would have been blind not to notice the cut lip and the long cut just above his eye. She suspected Draco.

"Fine. Apart from the fact that Malfoy pushed me down those stairs that lead down into the Slytherin Common room I'm fine."

"He wouldn't have a reason to push you if you hadn't flooded the common room. I wouldn't be here if you hadn't done that. What were you thinking?" Siobhan took a deep breath to steady her and looked at Edward expectantly. He simply stared back, eyes wide with something similar to fear.

"I don't know. I saw how easy it was for you to colour their faces and robes so I thought I could try something as well. I didn't know it'd get you into trouble. Especially not beaten up. I am really sorry."

"Well sorry doesn't make up for fact that I am going to have to make a proper public apology to Slytherin and Snape. It also doesn't make up for the fact that I had to go through the pain of getting beaten up."

"I know and I'm sorry."

"You know what? I could have just told everyone it was you that flooded it. Draco knows but he also knew I would have done quite a lot to protect you. It shows how much I care and just how stupid you can be. I bet you didn't even to stop to think of the repercussions."

"No, I-" Siobhan cut him off. She knew she was unloading onto him but he was the only visitor she'd had apart from Snape. And he was part of the reason she was here after all.

"Exactly. Not thinking gets you nowhere. Something that might seem fun at the time can lead to bad things. Just so you know, that joke I pulled, I had it planned a month ago. It wasn't just a spur of the moment thing, or revenge. It was just a joke. You, it was revenge, wasn't it?"

"I'm going now. You're angry at me and you have every right to be but don't go into great detail about it either. All I wanted to do was see if I could do it."

"Fine. Run away. Just make sure you run very far."

Siobhan turned back to the magazine and felt the bed spring up slightly as Edward slid of the bed. She was sure she heard a sniff but she couldn't be sure. Siobhan knew she had just had an uncalled for go at Edward but it had helped her a little. She had got one thing off her chest. Only one more thing left.

Siobhan woke up to the sound of voices. Judging by the low lights, it was sometime in the night. Concentrating on the voices after a while Siobhan managed to make them out. There was a distressed Madam Pomfrey, an impatient Snape, a too-calm Dumbledore and Remus who had only said a few words so far.

"You, you flabbergasting man, have disturbed that girl once already. She needs her rest," Madam Pomfrey hissed. "I don't care if He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has just arrived. As long as she's not healed, you do things my way."

"For goodness sake! She's got a few bruises; she's not suffering from pneumonia. This is important. A student has left the school and only she knows why the sudden wish to leave," Snape snapped back.

"Severus, do calm down. If Madam Pomfrey wishes for Siobhan to continue resting even though this boy's life could be in danger, then we must understand. Siobhan is more important to her than an orphaned first-year," Dumbledore said calmly. Siobhan was impressed. His emotional blackmailing was better than her own and it seemed to do the trick.

"If you insist Albus, but if she's drunk her sleeping potion then I'm afraid you'll have to wait until morning."

"No need. She's awake and listening, aren't you Siobhan?" Snape said as the curtain around her bed was pulled back. Sitting up, Siobhan grimaced. She was being tag teamed. It was three against one, two able to use Legilimency and one knowing Siobhan quite well.

"No, I'm awake and wishing I was asleep. What brings you to the Hospital Wing at this fine hour?" Siobhan asked curious to know what was so serious all three had to come. Perhaps it was for moral support……

"You mean you don't know?" Remus asked. Siobhan shook her head. He turned to Snape and smiled. "I think you'd find you now owe me 50 Galleons."

"I'd rather eat dung. I owe you nothing."

"I think you'll find you do. You bet 50 Galleonsthat-"

"You must have been dreaming. I-"

"I don't think so-"

"Gentlemen. Stay on topic," Dumbledore said stopping the two before a proper argument could form. "Siobhan, Edward left this evening. He asked the Ministry to leave and we couldn't stop him. Would youhapen toknow why?"

"What are you talking about? Edward in Slytherin? Ickle Eddie?" Siobhan lent back on her pillow. If it was true, Siobhan knew it was her fault. She'd been too hard on him and she was the one that had told him to run and run far. He'd obviously taken her words to heart.

"Yes, Edward. The first year." Siobhan sat up and looked apologetic.

"I am so sorry. I was a bit hard on him today. I told him to run very far because I was upset. If I can talk to him I'm sure I can fix it."

"Fix it? Make things worse more like. He left instructions to leave you a letter and to make sure you didn't contact him. You must been more than a little hard on him." Snape handed Siobhan an envelope. Opening the letter, it wasn't something Siobhan expected.

Dear Siobhan,

I'm doing as you said. I'm running far away from you. You were the only person in this place who liked me for who I am but now you hate me, I'm leaving. I didn't mean to get you hurt, I care about you. You were like the big sister I never had. I've asked my care worker and she says I can get taught at the Home. But I don't plan on getting taught there.

I'm joining the Junior Eater's of Death. They've regrouped and I'm going to learn what will really come in useful. None of this "swish-and-flick" nonsense. They've got an academy somewhere, I just can't say where. Maybe one day we'll meet again.

Your little brother,

Edward

Review replies

DaughterofDarkness777- I guess it wasn't that soon but at least you didn't have to wait until Hell froze over. I'm not abandoning it, I'm simply finishing it.

SeverusSnape'sLove- Me too but it would have drawn out the story. Draco being evil slips right in the ending which was a little rushed.

Jinxeh- I agree but I'm going to consider this when I write another story. Actually I was thinking of doing this story again but better and perhaps Snape's point of view so you have more of his feelings.

DragonflyTears- I could easily end it. The update's not too soon but at least you wont have to wait for another one again.

Manx- Very true and I will keep that in mind for my next fanfiction.

Serb-Maco- Here's your update.

Kriss- Thank you. Now this one's beenfinished, Ican concentrate on the other one.