-151- Evil Personified
It took a moment before the fog cleared but when it did Harry could see exactly where he was. Everything looked exactly the same as it did two years ago and memories of Cedric came back to him. His scar hurt so bad he thought he might scream. He looked down at his shoes and realized he was standing on an unmarked grave. He walked around the blank headstone and stopped in his tracks.
He was surrounded by at least fifty Death Eaters with their wands pointing directly at his heart.
The Death Eaters didn't move making the encounter feel more surreal than it already was. Harry looked behind him and realized he was completely surrounded. A long moment passed without anyone moving, his heart beating so loud he thought everyone could hear it. An evil voice broke the silence.
"Oh, what a wonderful surprise. A gift for the day of my marriage." Harry immediately recognized the slimy dark voice as belonging to Voldemort.
Voldemort walked around until he was standing directly in front of the-boy-who-lived. His laugh filled the ominous graveyard with a sinister sound. "My, how you've grown into quite a handsome young man. It's almost a shame you will die tonight. How did you come to find us my dear Harry?"
Harry's mind was racing with thoughts of escape and finding Ginny. It became clear to him that he would not win this war by using his newly acquired training skills. He only hoped Trelawney's prophecy was right and that he did have a "power the Dark Lord knows not!" Dumbledore had told him it was the ability to love but under the circumstances he was starting to question if that would be enough to get him out of this mess.
"Where is she, Tom?" Harry bravely spat out knowing how stupid it was to provoke the beast but not really caring at the moment.
Voldemort dropped the smile and his face became wicked with hate, "You dare to speak to me with such disrespect! Crucio!"
Before Harry knew what happened he found himself on the ground in the throes of a painful Cruciatus Curse. He held back his screams, not wanting to give Voldemort any satisfaction. His bones felt like they were breaking and his insides felt as if they were twisting. He was in utter agony before the curse was finally stopped. He could hear Death Eaters laughing and cheering Voldemort on to do more damage. He painstakingly picked himself up from the ground, clutching his wand tighter, ignoring the pain from his scar and body.
"Where is she?" Harry screamed out as the after effects of the Cruciatus coursed through his body causing him to shudder. This was by far the most painful Cruciatus he had ever felt. Voldemort was much more powerful now than he was two years ago.
"You must be referring to my bride to be, Ginevra. She is fine Harry. Do you wish to see for yourself?" Voldemort said as his snake like eyes looked over Harry's left shoulder.
Harry whipped around and spotted Ginny. She was standing perfectly still with her hands folded in front of her, wearing a long black gown and her hair was covered in a black veil. A Death Eater was standing next to her with his silver hand gripping her shoulder. Wormtail! Hate boiled up in Harry as he looked at that silver hand touching his girlfriend's shoulder. Why wasn't she moving?
"Ginny?" Harry called out in a near panic. Still she didn't move. "Ginny, what's wrong!"
Harry wanted to rush to her, grab her and take her out of this awful place, away from Voldemort and Pettigrew. Something was terribly wrong with her.
"My love, Ginevra," Voldemort's voice was soft, almost tender as he spoke.
Ginny looked up and Harry almost screamed out loud. Ginny's eyes were no longer the beautiful blue they normally were; her eyes were now a murky white. She was bewitched! Harry had seen Victor Krum under the Imperio and knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Ginny was under the Imperius Curse.
"Ahh yes, I almost forgot; you are in love with my beautiful bride to be, aren't you Harry? It will make my wedding night all the more pleasurable," Voldemort hissed out with glee. His laugh reverberated around the graveyard mixed in with the laughter of the Death Eaters.
No! No, this can't be happening. Voldemort was planning to marry Ginny!
"Get your filthy hand off of her! " Harry screamed at Pettigrew. He wanted to kill the bastard standing before him; he wanted nothing more than to see the evil creature crushed for all the pain and sorrow he had caused. He looked at that silver hand once again and all the anger he felt towards the man who betrayed his parents came back to him. He clutched his wand tighter, feeling magic course through him. Without meaning to, without even speaking any spell out loud; a bolt of lightening shot through his wand and knocked Pettigrew onto the ground.
The Death Eaters closed in on him until Voldemort spoke up, "Don't touch the boy, he's mine."
One of the Death Eaters walked over to Pettigrew and tried to revive him. Harry could tell that he was out cold. He didn't have any idea what spell had flown out of his wand but was glad that it had happened.
"Be nice Harry. After all today is my wedding day. I've known for years now that Ginevra would one day bear my children and stand by my side through eternity. You see, a long time ago I possessed her, I lived inside her. It was then that I knew I found the one I would one day marry. She's sixteen now, a marriageable age," Voldemort said as he stroked his wand and looked at Ginny. "A beautiful pureblood woman, even if her family is filled with Muggle lovers. I'll break her of all the bad habits she may have picked up from that filthy family of hers."
Harry shook his head; his wand inching up until it was leveled at the beast's heart. His voice came out in a dark menacing tone, "Expelliarmus!" Just as Harry yelled out his spell Voldemort said the counter spell and Harry's wand went flying out of his hands. No Priori Incantatem this time. Their wands had not connected.
Voldemort's wand shook but the beast was able to hold onto it. "Harry, you disappoint me. I was looking forward to a real battle. Hasn't that sorry excuse of a man you call 'father', taught you anything?" Voldemort asked with amusement.
"Shut up! Don't you dare talk about my father," Harry yelled against his better judgment.
"Oh how touching. Snape doesn't deserve to be defended. He's a traitor Harry. He'd just as soon turn his back on you for the right price. Where is dear old Daddy now? Does he know you came to save your sweetheart?" Voldemort taunted.
Harry dropped his gaze down to his feet, not wanting Tom to see his pained expression. He wished his last moments spent with his father had been better ones. Severus deserved more than that.
"Are you crying Harry?" Voldemort asked with merriment. "I do so love to see you cry!"
Harry wasn't crying and vowed to himself that he wouldn't give Voldemort the satisfaction of seeing him cry or scream today. He looked behind him at Ginny once more, trying to figure out how he could get a hold of her so he could set off the portkey. She was too far away for him to try to grab her. He knew he would be cursed before he got within ten feet of her. Voldemort assumed he was looking for a way to escape.
"Are you searching for a way out Harry? Perhaps we should let you wander through the surrounding mountains?" This brought several snickers from the Death Eaters. "These mountains are filled with all the creatures of the night, my creatures. This entire area has been rid of every last Muggle and filled with all the beasts I now control. For miles and miles around you will find nothing but my followers; vampires, giants, werewolves. I do believe there are Dementors in the woods to the left," Voldemort alleged. "Shall I call forth a few of them for you Harry?"
Please no, Harry screamed in his mind. He glanced at the large mountain to the left and noticed shadows moving about the trees. It had never occurred to him that not only was he walking into the graveyard but also walking into the very heart of Voldemort's dwelling. Of course these mountains would be void of Muggles and full of dark creatures, who else would want to live so close to a monster like Voldemort?
Harry looked back at Ginny again. He had to get closer to her somehow.
"Doesn't she look pretty, Harry? I bet you wish you were me?"
Harry whipped his head back around, glaring at Voldemort once more, "I'd rather die than be someone like you."
Voldemort's flat face broke out into a malevolent grin, "I can arrange that!"
Voldemort looked around before asking, "Which of my faithful servants would like a chance to play with the-boy-who-lived, before I kill him! Lucius, Bella, you have proven your worth. I grant you the favor of being first. Do as you wish but keep him alive."
A deafening roar could be heard as the Death Eaters moved forward with wands up. Harry was levitated to the middle of the circle and dropped unceremoniously onto the ground. Two figures emerged from the crowd.
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Draco watched as Potter disappeared through the black door. He wasn't sure what was waiting for Potter on the other side but knew it led to the graveyard. He paced in front of the door for several long minutes trying to decide if he should go after Potter and try and help him or if he should just let events unfold without interference. His father would kill him if he was caught, that he knew with certainty. But, he also had no desire to join in with Voldemort and become one of his minions groveling at his feet. Potter was the only one who could save him from that future.
He knew there was only one choice; he had to go after Potter and try and help him. He tried the handle to the black door but it wouldn't budge. He shook it again but it was locked! Pulling his wand from his robe he pointed it at the door and yelled out, "Alohomora!" He tried the door again but it was still locked. Maybe the door locked itself after Potter used it without authorization from his father?
Draco made up his mind and ran back up the staircase to the locked floo in the living room. He took the locking spell off and threw a handful of green floo powder in. "Hogwarts!" he said before stepping in and spinning away.
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Severus had fought hard against his former Death Eater associates, earning himself a severely burned hand in the process. The whole rescue had been a trap. Now that he was no longer a spy, the information they were getting was sketchy at best. Dumbledore was still at the ministry trying to sort out this mess and get more help to search for Ginevra Weasley. Severus knew that Harry would be heart broken if anything happened to her and probably try to go after her himself. He was glad he had the bodyguard watching over the Golden Trio and that they did not know what was going on.
Severus ignored orders from Dumbledore to go see Poppy when he returned to the school. He had only one thought on his mind; get back to Harry. Therefore he was shocked when he walked into the Headmaster's office to use the floo and saw Weasley and Granger sitting in chairs with Begoda standing over them. He immediately searched the room and saw that Harry was not in it.
"Where is Mr. Potter?" Severus barked out at the body guard as Lupin and McGonagall stepped into the room.
"He got away. He followed the Malfoy boy back to his house. I tried going after him but the floo was locked down," the bodyguard was interrupted by Hermione.
"Professor, he went to the graveyard! Malfoy said his father kidnapped Ginny and took her to the graveyard through a portal in their basement. Harry went after her and said he was going to use the ring you gave him. He said it would portkey them to the training camp!" Hermione said, heart racing with fear for her friend.
Severus grabbed Hermione's shoulders, "Did you hear the password?"
"It was Maleficus!" Ron said in a hurry. The door to the office opened and in walked the rest of the inner circle of Order members. The Weasley's looked miserable and both parents grabbed their son and held him close. Tonks was sporting an angry welt across her head and Shacklebolt had his arm in a sling. The surprise ambush had taken its toll.
Hermione repeated her story to the rest of the group. Molly almost collapsed but Ron caught her. Her baby was with Voldemort!
Severus had no intention of waiting for a plan to be devised. He intended to break into Malfoy Manor and go after his son. Just as that thought went through his head the floo turned green and out stepped Draco.
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Draco stood up and looked around. In a flash he was grabbed up by his shirt collar and staring into the Potion Master's face.
"Where is my son?" Severus hissed out.
"That's why I'm here professor! He went through the portal to the graveyard. I came back to get help for him," Draco said in a rush. The professor let go of his collar and Draco straightened out his robes before saying, "The portal door leading to the graveyard is locked, I can't get it opened."
Severus didn't waste anytime; he grabbed hold of Malfoy's collar with one hand and threw floo powder in with the other. "Malfoy Manor, "he spat before throwing Draco into the green flames. He turned back before going in himself and said to Minerva, "Have Aurors waiting at the training camp. If Harry gets a hold of Ms. Weasley they will be portkeyed there."
"Severus, I'm coming with you," Shacklebolt said, followed by the rest of the Order members.
Molly gave Ron a kiss on the head before following Severus through the floo to Malfoy Manor. Ron asked if he could go to but was flatly refused by all the adults remaining in the room.
Minerva gave Fawkes a message to take to Dumbledore at the Ministry before following through the floo herself.
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Harry looked up into the eyes of the two people he despised more than anyone else, other than Voldemort that is.
Bellatrix removed her mask smiling down at the wretched little brat. "Bella wants to play! Does baby Potter want to play with me?" Bellatrix said in a falsely sweet tone as she pointed her wand at the boy.
"Do your best, you hideous old hag," Harry said sounding braver than he felt. His scar still burning with pain.
Harry tensed up in preparation for the curse to come. He looked at Ginny standing in the same spot as before across the graveyard and felt like he was failing her. His gaze came back to Bellatrix as she whispered out, "Conflo!"
Harry curled up into himself as tiny red spiders crawled under his clothes and over his entire body. With every bite they left a giant burning and blistering welt. The welts felt like tiny fires that scalded down to the bone. He bit his lip vowing not to scream but it was hard, it was so very hard. The painful curse hurt more than he could bear. It seemed like Bellatrix held the spell forever before she finally let up. The tiny spiders disappeared but it took longer for the flames under his skin to subside.
Harry sagged flat down onto the ground while breathing hard. His body felt as if it had been scorched with red hot coals. He waited for the sensation to leave before forcing himself to sit up. He could feel the beginnings of the uncontrolled magic start to build. No! Not now, he had to get Ginny away before his uncontrolled magic was released.
"How disappointing," came Voldemort's slimy voice, "you didn't even make him scream, Bella. Perhaps Lucius will do a better job?"
Harry sat with his head hanging down. He was scared and couldn't take much more pain. Concentrating hard on taking deep breaths to calm the fear that threatened to overwhelm him, he closed his eyes and thought of Severus. Just thinking of his father gave him strength.
He opened his eyes to see shiny black boots under the black cloak standing before him. An ominous voice filled with hate and loathing was heard, "I promise to make him scream, my lord."
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Severus ran after Draco down to the dungeon at Malfoy Manor. All the doors leading to the portal were still wide open. He could hear the rest of the Order members following behind them. When they reached the black door he tried to opening it with a blast. The door didn't budge. He cast several unlocking charms knowing that they most likely would not work.
"Can you open it Severus?" Molly asked as she rung her hands with anxiety over thoughts of what was happening to her baby. Her baby girl was in the hands of the vilest creature to walk the earth.
"The locking charm is not one I am able to break. The only other way to open this door is to melt it using a potion," Severus replied matter of factly. He pushed his way through the crowd of people and stood in front of a brick wall. Before anyone could ask what he was doing a door appeared before their eyes. Severus pushed open the door to reveal a laboratory.
"What the bloody hell is that?" Draco asked with wide eyes. "I never knew we had a laboratory in the house!"
"You did not know about it for a good reason. This is the laboratory I used when I worked for the Dark Lord. It is stocked with ingredients so lethal they could melt the house down to the ground if brewed the correct way," Severus informed the wide eyed Slytherin and rest of the people crowded into the dungeon. He pulled forth every ingredient he needed and began his potion.
"Please Severus, can I help?" Draco asked with remorse as he watched Severus begin to cut up a black plant with thorns.
Severus pointed to a jar using the knife in his hand, "Heat that to 100 degrees. Cool it down to zero." Severus could tell the Slytherin was regretful over the actions of his father. He couldn't give it a second thought though as his mind was wholly on saving his son. His hands shook as he continued cutting and he cursed himself for having to start again. He wasn't aware that Arthur was in the laboratory until he heard him speak.
"Calm down Severus," Arthur offered as his own stomach was in knots over the fate his only daughter may be suffering.
"I am finding it rather difficult to calm down at the moment, Arthur. My son is …" Severus trailed off, not wanting to voice the position his son was most likely in. It was too frightening to fathom.
"I know. We must have faith though," Arthur whispered.
Severus probably would have blasted anyone else for saying that, for trying to offer hope. But Arthur was in the same position as he himself was in. "How can you be so optimistic?" Severus asked, truly wanting to know.
"Because to believe anything different would destroy me," Arthur said quiet enough that his wife couldn't hear.
Severus looked into the other man's eyes, "I understand. Becoming a father has stirred a part of me I never knew existed. It hurts." He placed a hand to his pained heart as it skipped with fear for his son.
"It's called fatherhood and I can't say enough good things about it," Arthur said as he choked up a bit.
A moment passed before Severus continued, "We had a disagreement this morning. It pains me to know my last minutes spent with my son were not pleasant for him."
Arthur shook his head, "Severus, don't chastise yourself for being a father. Harry has many good memories of you. One fight does not negate all the good times you had … and are yet to have."
Severus wished that were true but still hated himself for being so harsh with the boy. He would do anything to relive this morning, to have another chance to make things right.
"Potter will bring her back," Draco offered.
Both men had forgotten the boy was in the room and looked at the fair haired Slytherin boiling the potion. Draco looked up at them and nodded his head, "He always beats that bastard. There's no reason to think anything different will happen this time."
Severus nodded back, grateful for the tiny bit of hope that still burned.
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"Get up boy!" Lucius shouted then raised his wand and forced Harry into standing.
Harry felt his legs buckle under his weight and went sliding back down to the ground.
"Worthless fool," Lucius spat under his breath.
Harry felt a leather strap snake around his wrists. No, please don't tie me up! Thoughts of Privet Drive forced their way into his head as he was suddenly lifted by the strap and the other end tied to a branch overhead. His toes were barely able to touch the ground as his arms were stretched mercilessly over his head. He had no way to escape now, no way to get Ginny out. He would have to keep the uncontrolled magic from breaking free. Ginny would be hurt along with the rest if that power was unleashed.
"I want to hear you scream Potter!" Lucius jeered as he raised his wand. "Crucio!"
The pain was immediate and cruel. The agony seeped into his very soul; he was unable to get away from it. His body bucked and thrashed with the pain but he wouldn't let himself scream. The pain overtook him and his mind slipped back to his 'lessons' at Privet drive.
He knew he wasn't allowed to make any noise, Uncle Vernon would hurt Hedwig. He bit his lip until it bled down the front of his face as he held back the screams threatening to erupt from deep inside. The pain pulled him back to reality and he felt the uncontrolled magic began to build until he forced his mind back to Privet Drive once again. That was the only way he could keep it at bay. When he had lived at Privet Dr. the uncontrolled magic had ceased to exist. It wasn't until Severus began to help him heal emotionally that the uncontrolled magic came back to protect him. He let his mind continue to slide back, now believing it was indeed Vernon who was hurting him.
He kept his mouth shut, protecting Hedwig at all costs.
Lucius was livid! He held the curse on the boy as long as he dared. He knew the Dark Lord wanted the boy to be kept alive. Damn, why wouldn't the idiot boy scream? He released the curse and spelled away the magical straps. The boy immediately fell to the ground in a heap of quivering muscle.
Harry couldn't move. His arms wouldn't obey; they remained stretched out in front of him as he lay on his side. The silver and red ring mocking him for lack of use. His body throbbed with so much pain he had to fight to stay conscious. He thought of his father once again and pulled strength from his memories of having a real parent to go home to.
"I am disappointed Lucius. I would have thought you had more power than that. Why, you couldn't even make a mere teenager scream. Crucio!" Voldemort hissed with rage.
Harry saw Lucius hit the ground and begin to thrash around the dirt with screams escaping his lips. The sight gave Harry a bit of satisfaction.
Voldemort ended the curse then walked over to the quivering boy on the ground. The beast looked back at Ginny. Harry saw where Voldemort was looking and tried to pull his attention back to him.
"You can torture me all you want Tom but I won't give you the satisfaction of hearing me scream," Harry said in a gravelly voice filled with pain and anger. His scar burned worse than ever. The uncontrolled magic was building now that he was back to the horrible present.
"You insolent foolish boy," Voldemort hissed. Harry flinched back when the monster stepped closer. Voldemort laughed with merriment over making the-boy-who-lived frightened. "See everyone, he is indeed afraid of me." The Death Eaters laughed over their master's delight.
"The fight is a little one sided, don't you think? It's not like I have fifty Aurors pointing their wands at you!" Harry spat out, knowing what a precarious position he was in but suddenly not caring.
Voldemort raised his pointed boot and kicked Harry in the mouth, forcing Harry's head to slam into the ground. The uncontrolled magic built to an all time high.
"You bore me Harry. You are no fun at all," Voldemort declared before turning around.
Harry looked up and saw that Voldemort was looking back at Ginny.
"Come my beauty. Prove to me that you love me. Kill this freak of nature you once called a boyfriend," Voldemort said in a menacing voice.
Ginny obediently walked over to Harry and lowered her wand, pointing it directly at Harry's heart. Harry looked up into foggy eyes, "Fight him Ginny. Please, fight him!"
Ginny blinked but continued pointing the wand at Harry's heart. Harry thought he saw a glimmer of recognition but it was gone in the next blink.
He felt the uncontrolled magic well up inside him with force. He couldn't stop it any longer; he had to get Ginny out of here before it released! His head was still lying on the ground, eye level with Ginny's feet. For the first time he noticed that Ginny didn't have any shoes on. He surreptitiously worked the ring off his finger and pushed it onto her middle toe. The uncontrolled magic was getting stronger causing the ground to shake. He had to get Ginny away from him, away from the uncontrolled magic lest she get hurt or killed too.
The Death Eaters and Voldemort looked around in a near panic, wondering where the tremors were coming from. Harry knew that he didn't have anytime left, the uncontrolled magic would erupt any second. He rubbed the ring just as he heard an eerie voice come from Ginny's mouth. She began to say, "Avada Ka…"
Harry quickly yelled out, "Emilio!" and removed his finger before the spell ended. With a small pop Ginny disappeared!
Voldemort went livid and began ranting and raving. He kicked Harry about the head. Harry didn't care, his girl was safe.
He saw Bellatrix and a few other Death Eaters apparate away, too scared to stay with the earth shaking for no apparent reason.
The uncontrolled magic built to an all time high and this time Harry didn't try to hold it back. His heart beat wildly at the thought of dying, he knew he wasn't strong enough to live through this. The blinding white light shot out with so much force it actually unearthed some of the headstones. The white light scared him so much his teeth started to chatter. He watched through squinted eyes as it continued to pour out of him.
A part of the white light took on the form of a body and then another form of a body appeared. A warmth spread throughout him like being lowered into a warm bath. His teeth stopped chattering as he recognized the two forms floating before him; his parents.
As soon as the white light released Voldemort went flying back screaming as the light coursed through him. The magic was too pure, too good, making Voldemort whither in pain as it flowed through his evil body. It tore at his very essence to have so much purity and love inside his soul. He screamed as his body began to disintegrate. His yelling brought forth the beasts living in the forest surrounding the graveyard.
Harry looked up into the loving eyes of his parents. They didn't speak but he could feel their love for him and knew they were proud. Once again they had come to him in his time of need. He wanted to follow them, go where ever they were at. The thought of his new father warmed his heart and in a flash they were gone, along with the warm feeling. He knew they wanted him to stay and he also knew that he would see them again. Where ever they were they still loved him and their love continued to live inside him. He wanted to cry for having never known them. The air became cold once again sending a shiver down his back.
Voldemort screamed louder, hissing with pain and clawing at his own body. He sank to the ground as his insides turned to liquid and ran forth onto the ground. He was still holding onto his wand and with his very last breath he shot out a curse that hit Harry in the leg.
Harry curled up into himself as the pain radiated up his leg. The pain overtook his senses and he withdrew from reality. He began to loose consciousness but fought hard to stay awake. He forced himself into sitting as his leg swelled to double its normal size. The only one moving at all was Voldemort as he disintegrated before Harry's eyes. Voldemort's screaming was like a beacon calling to the beasts that inhabited the haunted forest.
Harry could feel the Dementors as they got closer. His head spun as he tried to stand. He had to get to his wand! He looked around and saw that all the Death Eaters were lying unconscious or dead on the ground. He was void of compassion for any of them. Voldemort's body looked as if someone took a giant needle to him and sucked out his insides. His vision betrayed him and he could barely walk in a straight line as he dragged his cursed leg behind.
He hoped his wand was still in the same place as before but the explosion from the uncontrolled magic had made it harder to decipher where that was now. Before he even turned to look he could feel the Dementors getting closer. He knew he didn't have the strength to fight all of them off and his only chance would be to run. That didn't seem likely as he stumbled forward and fell to the ground. His hand slipped upon something and with a thrill he realized it was his wand. He didn't look back as he scrambled to his feet and ran for the forest. His last hope of surviving lay in the haunted mountains ahead of him.
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Severus had just finished up the potion when the black door shook as if an explosion had been let loose on the other side. Molly lost control of her emotions and began to scream hysterically. Tonks tried the door one more time but it still would not open.
Severus stepped forth and began to paint the door with his toxic potion. It only took a minute before the door melted into the floor. Without looking back he ran into the portal screaming out, "Maleficus!" The portal became pitch black before his feet hit the ground. The fog cleared and the scene before him came into vision. His heart twisted in knots as he looked about. His boy, where was his boy?
Dementors began to drift out of the dark forest and suck the very souls out of the unconscious Death Eaters strewn about the ground. Severus held up a Patronus as he searched amongst the black robed figures lying on the ground. The Dementors left him alone as they wanted nothing to do with the patronus he held before him like a shield. They were quite content to enjoy the real thing instead. He ran from one body to the next but there was no sign of Ms. Weasley or of Harry.
The rest of the Order members joined him with wands in the ready. They too cast their own Patronus' and helped to look through the bodies for Ginny and Harry. Molly was crying as she crumbled to the ground. No one was left alive, no one.
Severus stumbled upon what looked like it had once been a body then realized it was the remains of Voldemort. The bones of the face were still recognizable with slit snake like red eyes that no longer held life. With deep pride he comprehended that his son had succeeded. Voldemort was dead. He couldn't find any happiness in that as he only had room for one thought in his mind: where was Harry?
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TBC
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