Engaging

Faults Worth Killing For

Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me, they belong to J. K. Rowling. Except for Sara Sweets, she belongs to me . And Sapphire and Kristie: ) Author's note: This is based upon what I have taken from the Harry Potter stories, and is totally in my head. And I seriously believe that Voldemort is either in love with Lily or is her half-brother, so that is in this story. If you are easily offended by vulgar language or sexual content you should not read this fanficiton. Please review.

Lily. Sara worried about her everyday. And the days did go by. They went by so quickly that they turned into weeks, and into months. Two months, three, four. Five months.

Sara missed her friend terribly. She would go and visit her as soon as she could get away from work. All she had to do was talk to Sirius, after all.

Peter kissed Sapphire, they had been married for a whole day now, one day. And he cherished her as he always did. She was really the one who kept him going, if it weren't for her he would have given up on the damned war long ago.

She broke the kiss and smiled at him, "You have to go, Darling. Your work is calling."

He nodded, "I will return to you as soon as I can." He said simply, "I love you, Sapphire."

"And I love you, my dearest husband." She replied.

He kissed the top of her hand eloquently then turned and left, praying that he could return to her quickly, for today his heart was heavy. Much too heavy.

Kristie was sick. She was sicker than Tomas had ever seen her be.

The baby was well, young and nursing, but its mother was fading.

It was killing Tomas, it was ripping his heart out.

He knew only two things, one, that his time with his wife was quickly vanishing.

And two, that he had to protect her from anything that could be a potential threat. And that was everything.

Sapphire stood for several moments more before walking away and towards the end of the forest and the beginning of the civilization that lay only moments away.

Something drew her attention to a small clearing a little to her right.

She went to it curiously, the old spook her mother had told her running through her head, telling her not to go, telling her that curiosity killed the cat.

She gasped as she looked into the clearing.

There was a pretty woman with light brown hair was lying on the floor, leaning against a tree trunk and her face down.

Standing over her in a dominant fashion was none other than Voldemort.

"You stay away from her!" Sapphire shouted, entering the clearing, her oak wand raised.

Voldemort looked up at the threat to his woman, his wife, his love and gave a hiss. Threats must be taken care of.

Sapphire's hand was shaking, this was a murderer. This was the man who had attacked Sara, who had nearly killed her and Sirius. He had to be stopped, his reign had to end. And it had to do so now.

Before she thought through what she was doing the words escaped her. "Avada Kedavra!"

Time froze. Horror filled the eyes of both Sapphire and Tomas.

The curse had been aimed at his heart, it struck Kristie's.

She had jumped up between them at the exact moment that the curse would have surely killed Tom.

Kristie fell limply back into Tomas's arms, her weight slight as he fell to his knees, her slender body still gently in his grasp.

His eyes were wide, his breath stopped, his heart frozen.

An icy hatred broke free as he let out a scream of torment and anger.

Sapphire screamed as flames erupted around her, his hate evident in every flicker that licked torturously on her flesh.

The last thought she had was how she had just become exactly like him. She had just taken someone's life.

The thought plagued her as her own came to a halt.