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Chapter 4: Rescue Attempt

"We have to get him out soon," Dumbledore stressed, as they were talking a few days later. "He may be killed at any time."

"He just can't die, Albus!" Lupin said. "He's the last person I really have left. He's almost like a son to me."

"I know Remus. I think it is high time we bail him out."

"And how do I do that, Headmaster?" Snape questioned. "Grab him and waltz out of there?"

"Yes. I think that is exactly the only thing that can be done."

"You have got to be joking."

"I'm not. When there is no one else around, I think you may just have to take him out of there by hand. You can't appearate from there, so you may have to get out of the wards by foot."

"Do you have any idea how hard this will be to accomplish?"

"Yes. I do. But this is our only chance. Voldemort will kill him soon, even you admitted that."

"True, but..."

"You must do this, Severus. For the sake of the wizarding world."

"If I am caught, both of us will die, and then nothing can be done to save the boy."

"If we wait any longer, it will be too late anyway. Trust me, Severus. I have confidence in you." The words made Snape remember the words Voldemort had said to him earlier. Two people trusted him; two who thought that they could trust him with anything. How ironic that only one of them was right.

"I will do it," Snape said. "As soon as you wish for me to."

"I want him back as soon as possible," Remus said. "Please."

"I agree," Dumbledore said. "Save him as soon as you deem safe. Stay around there, and when you are alone, get him out of there. We will have the Order waiting. We cannot be too nearby, or else he may become suspicious."

"That gives me an idea, Albus," Remus said. "If Voldemort believes that there is a meeting for the Order held at an open location, he may come with death eaters to strike. Snape could deliver the message. Since Voldemort thinks that Snape is his secret weapon. He will leave Snape to guard Harry, while he and the rest of the death eaters go to break up the meeting. In that time, Snape can get out of there without getting caught."

"It's crazy," Snape said, sneering.

"But it may just work," Dumbledore said. "Yes, in fact, that is a brilliant idea. Severus, tell Voldemort that a meeting is being held for auror's and members of the order. It will be the perfect opportunity to attack. He will believe you. Tell him it is to be held at eight o'clock at the old pub in Angel's Haven, that old abandoned town in Ireland. That should give you enough time to escape."

"Yes sir," Snape said. "I will do it. Be prepared for anything. I don't know how long I will have before he figures out that he is set up."

"We will leave traps for him," Dumbledore said. "It will make it hard to break into the pub, and harder to get back out."

"How long do you need to set it up?"

"I can contact wizards in the region, and they can be ready within an hour. When we get the all clear, you can leave."

"I'll be ready."

"What can I do?" Lupin asked.

"You are going to wait here, along with Madame Pomfrey, for the two to arrive back. The rest of the Order will be look outs in Ireland and usual death eater hangouts."

"Let me do something more useful," Lupin pleaded.

"Stay here, and you can be of more assistance to Harry. He will want to see you upon waking up."

Lupin sighed, but agreed. "Bring him back as safely as possible," he asked of Snape, when Dumbledore left to get in touch with the Irish wizards.

"That is what my mission is, and that is what I will do," Snape sneered.

"He's more than just a mission, Severus. He's a human being, and he means a great deal to a lot of us. Is it so wrong to care what happens to people?"

"You know what I think of him. He is nothing more than an arrogant little brat."

"No, he's not. He's a boy, whose life has never been easy for him. You know that. You still think of him as his father. I admit it, Severus, his father was an arrogant brat, but Harry's not. He looks like his father, but it's not James Potter. You've never given him a chance. Of anyone, you should know that children do not follow their parents' footsteps."

Snape cringed, but realized that Lupin was right. He left the room, and waited alone for Dumbledore to return. When the headmaster arrived, he nodded to Severus. "Good luck, son," Dumbledore wished. "And you return safely yourself. I want both of you back here and safe. Understand me?"

Snape nodded, then turned and walked out of the door, then appearated away from the Order. Dumbledore gave the signal, and everyone took their positions, and waited for the time to come that they would get back the hero of the wizarding world.

Snape ran into Voldemort's hideout. "Sir!" he cried, kneeling on the ground before the Dark Lord. "I have urgent news for you."

"Go ahead, Severus," Voldemort said. "What has happened?"

"Dumbledore is holding a meeting with certain Order members and aurors in Ireland. He is at a location that is not too heavily protected. He thinks you will not be able to find him."

"Ah! And where and when is this meeting?"

"At eight o'clock, in Angel's Haven. It is at the only pub in that old town. I don't know how long the meeting will last, but they will be there."

"Good job, Severus. I will take my loyal death eaters there. As for you, stay here and guard the Potter boy. He has just received his punishment, and should stay unconscious for a while longer."

Voldemort reached over and grabbed the arm of the death eater who was standing nearby. He pressed his finger onto the mark on his forearm. Instantly, death eaters began to appear. In a few minutes, all were in attendance. "My loyal subjects!" Voldemort greeted. "The time has come! We know where that muggle loving fool Dumbledore is. He will not be expecting us. We will leave here at seven thirty, to attack his location. Kill everyone there, and show no mercy. They may have guards waiting for us, but we will outnumber them greatly. All of you are to go, except for Snape here, who will guard our most famous prisoner ever."

"But Lord, that gives us only a short time to prepare," a death eater commented.

"Crucio!" Voldemort hissed. The death eater screamed and writhed, before he was finally released from the curse. "Do not doubt what I am capable of. We will attack tonight, and be victorious. They will never see it coming!"

'Now I have only to wait,' Snape thought.

The time passed slowly, but finally the time came to leave. They all prepared for the long appearating distance, as Snape made his way down to the dungeon. He looked at his watch. At exactly seven thirty, he heard many loud pops, as everyone disappearated away. He knew he had only a short time to work. He unlocked the door to the cell, and crouched beside Potter. He poured a potion in the boy's mouth to give him strength, then eneverated him. "Come Potter," he urged. "We must leave quickly."

"I cant move," Harry said. "It's too painful."

"You have to move, or both of us will die here. Now get up!" and with that, Snape lifted the boy up from the floor. He swayed on his feet, and Snape had to keep him supported. "Walk!" Snape commanded. Harry walked as best as he could, stumbling every so often. Snape kept a sharp eye out just in case. "Come on!" he urged.

"Can't..." the boy gasped.

"Yes you can. Or I will leave you here!" Harry almost believe him, and kept walking. "Look! There's the exit!" At the same time, a death eater appeared in front of Snape.

"Where are you going, Snivellus?" Wormtail's voice came from behind the mask.

"I should ask you the same question," Snape spat. "What's the matter? Were you scared and flee? The Dark Lord will not appreciate your cowardice."

"He'll forgive me when he sees that I caught a traitor." Snape knew that he couldn't reach his wand without Pettigrew cursing him. What he didn't count on, was Potter grabbing the wand. "Stupefy!" The boy yelled, at the same time that Snape noticed his wand had been taken from the folds in his robes. Peter dropped onto the floor in a cold faint.

"Not bad, Potter," Snape hissed. "Now, give me my wand." Harry obliged, and they continued walking. They reached the door, and Harry breathed the night air deeply. It was his first taste of freedom in over a week. "Come, we cannot linger here. We have to make it past the anti-appearation wards."

"Where?" Harry gasped.

"Beyond those trees. It's about half a mile. You can do it." Even half asleep, Harry noticed that it was the first time Snape had encouraged him in anything. That in itself, made Harry more confident. It also made him more worried, though, that even if he made it, he would not live to enjoy his freedom. They walked, Harry stumbling over any little root or dirt mound along the way. They reached the trees, just as loud pops echoed through the night. Voldemort had returned, and Harry could feel that he was not happy in the east. Snape and he waited silently in the shadow of the trees, as the death eaters marched inside. Neither of the two escapees dared to move. They waited, as the dread and fear of being found increased in both of them.

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