Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own a thing. Would love to be the proud owner of a Snape, but JK Rowling got there first. She owns all of the characters, settings etc. But you knew that.

-Chapter Thirteen Grief

Minerva McGonagall hastily hurried along the corridor with most of the teaching staff behind her. As she reached Jane's open bedroom door, she gasped, her hand on her chest.

"What is it, Minerva?" Pomona Sprout enquired, unable to see in the room, like the other teachers.

"It's...I..." Minerva could not say the words, so she simply lowered her head and sauntered into the room and to one side, giving the other Professors a clear view. A series of gasps similar to McGonagall's ensued.

"Are they both dead!" Flitwick squeaked, tottering into the room and gently prodding Remus with his wand.

Minerva bent down and, upon noticing that Snape was not breathing or moving either, burst into tears. "Yes!" she sobbed into her robes. "And Jane is gone!"

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Jane woke in a luxurious, green-velvet clad bed. Instantly, the grief washed over her, rendering her motionless. She did not even allow her eyes to open. Snape had confessed he loved her. Snape had been killed. Lupin had bitten her.Hewas dead too. It was all because of her. If she had not been at Hogwarts, they would not have needed to defend her.

Where was she now? She finally allowed her eyes to open, and gasped as she saw a pale blond boy with a pointed face staring down at her.

"Who are you!" she shrieked.

"Draco Malfoy," the boy introduced himself.

"Why am I here?" Jane stammered.

"My father bought you here," Draco smirked. "Apparently, you're a Slytherin? Me too. I would be arriving at Hogwarts around now in fact, were it not for the fact that the Dark Lord has assigned me to look after you."

Jane shuddered.

"Your father killed Professor Snape," she spat.

"Did not," Draco argued. "He killed the stupid werewolf."

"He killed Snape too! And Professor Lupin was not a stupid werewolf!"

"He killed Professor Snape?" Draco stuttered.

"YES!" Jane roared.

Draco went even paler.

"Now for heaven's sake, help me get out of here!" Jane shrieked.

"You can't go," Draco whispered, still white. "All of the Death Eaters are downstairs. The Dark Lord is downstairs. You belong to them now."

It was Jane's turn to pale. "Please," she pleaded. "Help me escape. I'm begging you."

Draco looked thoughtfully at her for a second. "Snape is... dead?" he spluttered again.

"Yes!" Jane screamed, turning red, leaping up, and pushing Draco to one side. "Death Eaters or no Death Eaters, I'm getting out of here!"

"Snape was the Dark Lord's most loyal servant. If heordered Snape to be killed, he'd kill anyone. He couldmurder me," Draco gasped.

"I'llmurder you if you don't show me the way out!" Jane bellowed.

"No," Draco whispered. "You're a Death Eater now." With this, he pulled the door open slightly, hurried out, and closed it before Jane could escape too. She heard the sound of the door locking.

"You're a Death Eater now," she stammered to herself, using Draco's exact words. "You're a Death Eater now."

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Seems like a funny place to end it, but this is story is over now! I know it's all ended badly and everything, I'm sorry, but hopefully there will be a sequel featuring Draco and Jane. Possibly. For now, I'm going to write a new story which will be much longer, more detailed, and with NO ORIGINAL CHARACTERS. I've realised how much of a disaster that was.

Thanks to all of my reviewers. Please continue reviewing! I'm sorry if the ending or lack of Snape-Jane action has upset you.