I need a mother

Author: Leta McGotor

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

Chapter 11

It wasn't clearly visible but you could feel that a part of the roof, at least, had broken down. There was a thick cloud of dusk coming from the corridor behind Albus Dumbledore and Harry Potter. To Minerva McGonagall it seemed not to matter that maybe the rest of the Order and most of Voldemort's Death Eater were buried alive under the ruins of the roof and of the rooms under it.

Minerva only stood in front of Voldemort, who, like all the others, was gaping at her but was still threatening to kill Severus. It seemed that the time had stopped breathing. Then, as if she had all time of the world Minerva raised her hands slowly. She waited. What she was waiting for, nobody was able to know, but when it arrived Minerva let fall her hands and all around her turned the darkest shade of black.

Opening his eyes again Voldemort recognized that he wasn't in his house anymore. He felt no walls, no ceiling and no floor. It was as if he would float above a very deep precipice, where you couldn't see the end of it. He looked around. All had vanished, some people as well as the house. There only were Harry Potter, looking as cunfused as he felt, Severus Snape with a shocked expression and Minerva McGonagall with a satisfied smile upon her face. What was going on?

"Let him go." She said again and all traces of a smile had vanished. She looked as stern and reproachful as if a student had forgotten his homework for uncoutable times and was going to get detention.

"Let him go", she repeated and stepped to Voldemort. Only inches away she stopped and looked at him.

"Where are we?" Voldemort asked. As long as he had the upper hand here with Severus at his mercy he could do what he wanted. This idea shot through the head of the Dark Lord while staring angrily at the woman in front of him.

"You don't have the right to ask. Let him go" Minerva answered not taking away her gaze from him.

"And what if I don't?" Minerva raised an eyebrow and a little smile played around her lips.

"You don't want to let him go? Your choice." She said rasing her hands again. At this precise moment a beam of all known and unknown coulours shot from her hands and hit Voldemort straight in the chest. The power of the beam let him loose his balance and he stumbled a few steps back. Taking a deep breath because the beam had knocked all air out of his body, he looked at Minerva.

"You want to fight? Against me?" Voldemort started laughing. Minerva McGonagall fighting against him was a very amusing idea, he thought. He stopped and looked at her. She hadn't moved an inch only stared back without any expression on her face. Again she raised her hands but now Voldemort knew what would happen and was faster. With a quick movement of his wand her said:

"Avada Kedavra"

The green light shot out of the tip of his wand and hit Minerva. But to the surprise of all she absorbed it and seconds later she opened her mouth and gave it back to it's creater. Fast but shocked Voldemort produced a mighty shield around himself, which reflekted the curse and threw it back to Minerva. So it went back and forth between the two of them for quite a while.

With the time the shield around Voldemort became weaker and weaker. He knew he had to do something but the question was: What? While his shield reflekted the curse again he broke it down and produced out of thin air a stone wall. The curse hit it and the wall exploded. But to his horror Voldemort had to recognize that the wall was a big mistake. Minerva smiled. She had raised her hands again and without a second look she threw all the stones in the direction of Voldemort, who had no other possebility than to duck.

Nearly two minutes later the stones had gone and the Dark Lord made an attempt to stood. That was the chance Minerva had waited for. She had a few little stones in her hands, which she threw now in his direction. Not seeing this little ones Voldemort turned around to face her. One of the stones hit his chest another failed his right ear but the third hit his wand hand and he le tgo of his wand. Turning around to lift his wand again he heard behind him the voice of Minerva McGonagall, her real voice not the one, which sounded so inhuman and far away.

"Harry, do your work."

Harry, prepared for his task, stepped to Voldemort and threw his own curses and jinxes at the man who killed his parents. Only seconds later the two of them fought with each other that there was only a thick cloud of dust to be seen but not the two fighters.

But in the end the cloud lifted and you could see that Harry was lying on the ground visible injured with his own blood running down his cheeks, arms and legs. Voldemort stood above him with a satisfied and cruel smile ready to raise his wand and to speak the final words. But Minerva summoned all the ruins of the once thick wall together and sent them to the Dak Lord, whose smile had broadened seeing Harry Potter that defenceless.

The stones swirled and turned around the four people and if you really concentrade on them, cou can see that they became more and more. When the stones reached there top speed they began to explode until all was a gigantic explosion. Harry who had barely strenght to hold his wand recognized his chance. With much effort he made the attempt to stand and lifted his wand. Facing Voldemort Harry closed his eyes and remembered his parents, Sirius, Nevielle's parents and all the others he knew had died or had to suffer because of Lord Voldemort. Rage built itself up inside him and when Harry opened his eyes again, you could see a fire, a fire burning because of rage, of hate and refenge in his eyes. He raised his wand. Never did he knew how to use an Unforgivable but now something inside him forced him to raise his wand, make the right movement and speak the dreaded words:

"Avada Kedavra" Harry didn't see if he had hit Voldemort or if he had failed because all around him went black.

Severus watched that all with confusion. He had no idea what was going on. With awe he had watched as Minerva and the Dak Lord had thrown the killing curse back and forth between themselves. He hadn't expectet the gigantic explosion. The last what he noticed was, that all around him went even more black as it was before.

When Severus opened his eyes the next time all around him was silent. He looked up. They were back in the house of the Dark Lord. His surroundings had stopped shaking and he could hear birds singing because the glasses of the windows were broken. Severus looked around. He lay under some ruins of the roof but it was easy to get free. Half standing and wiping the dust from his clothes he saw Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore, both looking around, confusion written across their faces. Remus Lupin tried to free himself from the ruins. Voldemort was nowhere to be seen.

Panic rose in Severus. Where was Minerva? Frantically he looked around and stumbled between the parts of the broken ceiling. In the moment he wanted to turn around and go looking in the other direction he saw her. Fast he knelt beside her lifeless body lying motionless between the ruins.

"Minerva?… Minerva?" Carefully he shaked her but Minerva showed no reaction. If you thought that she was badly injured you would be wrong. She simply looked as if she would be asleep. No scratches, no wounds were to be seen, her clothes looked as if they were new. But Minerva showed still no reaction. Severus felt the tears in his eyes as he screamed her name again and again. Nothing happened only his tears poured down his face.

Okay, I know the scene between Harry and Voldemort is not exact but it is not his story but the one of Severus and Minerva (and Cassy).

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