I need a mother

Author: Leta McGotor

Disclaimer: I owe nothing but Cassy. The other belongs to JKR.

Chapter 10

Cassy was running back and forth in the kitchen of the small pub with the unfriendly owner. She was brought there by the woman with the red hair. Her name was something like 'Weasly', Cassy thought. She had heard this name before when her father had spoken about his job. But everytime he wasn't pleasant about some boys or so, Cassy remembered. She always was curious about the school and what her father was doing there.

Cassy was restless. She hated it being here and not knowing what was going on. She had tried to go away, go back to the house and search for her father and Minerva McGonagall on her own. But the man was looking after her and had seen her everytime. "Be useful, wash the dishes" He had said, pushed her in the kitchen and had closed the door. Cassy didn't intend to wash dishes or do something else like that. She knew the man would probably be angry with her but it didn't matter now and in fact it didn't matter to her whatsoever.

She heard footsteps outside the closed door and waited impatiently for the man to return. One moment later she heard the key in the whole and the door opened. The man came back into the kitchen. First he saw the dirty dishes and looked to the table for the clean ones. There was none. He looked to the girl standing in the middle of the room staring angrily at him.

"Wash the dishes." The man spat before turning around to leave the kitchen again.

"Wait. What is with my parents? Tell me, please." Cassy asked the man holding the door that he wasn't able to shut it.

"I don't know and now wash the dishes." He said, pushed her back into the room and vanished shutting the door behind him. Cassy let herself fall on a chair. Tears were in her eyes but she wipped them furiously away. She hadn't cried in years. She had learned very fast that it brought her nothing to cry and never was there a situation, which was worthy for her to cry. But now her tears poured down her face freely and for the first time she really felt helpless, maybe hopeless, too.

Cassy was scared to see her father never again and was scared to see Minerva McGonagall never again, too. She couldn't say why this woman meant so much for her but she knew that she meant much for her father. She had noticed his strange behaviour when he spoke about her, when he thought about her. Now more and more things became clear to her. She was sure her father loved this woman and she was scared that he maybe would never get the chance to tell her. And she feared that she never would see her father again, that he never would hold her again, never comfort her again – never could be just her father again.

A green light shot out of the tip of his wand in the direction of Albus Dumbledore and hit…

…and hit the shield, which was around him. The next things happening were all but easy to describe. All shot their curses in the direction of their enemy but when they looked again Lord Voldemort had vanished and stood now directly behind Harry Potter. All stared at the place he was only seconds befor and nobody noticed how the Drak Lord slowly made the movement for the killing curse again. His aim this time the boy standing directly in front of him.

Harry and Dumbledore both didn't notice the dark wizerd standing behind them. Harry was looking in all directions but this one. Nowhere was the dark wizard to be seen. Dumbledore couldn't help himself and looked to his Deputy Headmistress. He noted that her gaze was fixed on something behind Harry and him. Fast he turned around. Voldemort was standing only inches away from him. Suddenly he vanished again in a dark cloud and appeared behind Minerva, a broad grin on his face.

"Old man, what is it like to be betrayed by his best friend? Isn't it depressing? Hurting? Is there the cold anger in you? Maybe you want to hurt her as well as she has hurt you? I promise you you feel better after it." Voldemort took Minerva's hand and pulled her slowly in front of him. Dumbledore said nothing, Never would he hurt Minerva. He knew she had betrayed him and the whole Order, maybe even the whole world but never would he be able to hurt her. But he could hardly stand her cold gaze and her chilly attitude. She looked as if nothing here was interesting enough to pay attention to. Had he seen her the whole time in a wrong light?

Voldemort saw the thoughts of Albus Dumbledore clearly on his face. He knew never would he attack her but it was worth a try. He thought, too. He needed an exit and fast. He had to know the end of the prophecy Minerva McGonagall had started to tell him half an hour ago. Without this knowledge the others had a big advantage. Frantically he looked around. There was Remus Lupin lying on the floor hardly able to breathe, Harry Potter staring at him as if he was going to kill him ('what wasn't that wrong', Voldemort thought), Albus Dumbledore next to the Potter-boy and Severus Snape. A smile crept on the face of the Dark Lord.

'Maybe Snape belongs to them and not to me, than it wouldn't be that bad to kill the traitor.' Voldemorts thoughts raced through his head. Suddenly he had vanished only to appear behind Severus Snape. Lord Voldemort seized him and pushed him to the ground, a broad grin on his face. These were all people who thought with their hearts and not only with their heads. Maybe this will work.

'I will kill him if you don't give me your wands and go away." All stared at him. The dark Lord had moved so fast that you had barely noticed that he was now nearly at the other end of the corridor. They simply stared at him but all looked as if they would lay their wands down. The Dark Lord smirked. It worked better than he had thought. Voldemort didn't see the huge mistake he had made with attacking Severus Snape.

Suddenly all around them begann to shake as if there was a earthquake. They had trouble to stand straight. The windows rattled and the furniture moved. Panic rose in Voldemort. What happened around them?

"What's that, Dumbledore? It's your work! Stop or he will be dead!" Voldemort screamed but Dumbledore who could barely stand by himself looked as puzzled as all the others. Frantically Lord Voldemort looked around and his gaze fell on Minerva McGonagll.

She was the only one without trouble to stand. In fact she stand there as if nothing was happening around her. She stared at him with her exprssion, which was no longer uninterested but angry and dreadful. It was as if her eyes would shoot furious flames in his direction and she was coming to him.

Voldemort's face lost that bit of colour it had left. He knew it, she would kill him. He felt it. Never had he, the allmighty Lord Voldemort, felt that scared. He couldn't move and his head was empty. He felt the cold sweat run down his face. 'What does she with me? Never have I felt like that. I have no fear. She is only a woman. She is only…' But his thoughts stopped racing when he looked in her eyes and he knew he was dead.

Severus Snape looked at Minerva, too. She stood directly in front of him with that unidentifiable look on her face. It was as if she was a completely other woman, not the one he used to know and to love.

Now Minerva stood only there and made no movement. All around them shaked and that became stronger and stronger. Then she opened her mouth only to say three words:

"Let him go:"

Her voice was clearly not hers because it sounded as if it wasn't even human, as if it would come from far away. At the same moment they all jumpedbecause they heard something that sounded as if the house would break down.

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