Previously: "I killed him Harry, worse than that I tortured him, I left him to bleed to death." She cried.

"Who?" Harry asked, although part of him already knew.

"My father."

Jas watched as the Death Eaters dispersed with loud cracks, leaving him lying there, not moving. God, was he dead? She couldn't bring herself to move any closer to look. But then she saw it, his chest rose and he drew a ragged breath.

She blinked away tears and scanned the clearing to make sure they were the only ones remaining before running to his side and crouching down besides him. Lifting a tentative hand she brushed his hair away from his face, his blood stained face. There were three painful looking scratches down the side of his cheeks, still bleeding. She'd watched Bellatrix, her namesake, do that to him earlier, just stood and watched.

Guilt saturated every inch of her as she looked at him laying there.

"Severus, I'm so sorry." she whispered. Before she made a move to get him to safety a loud crack echoed through the now empty clearing.

"Get away from him you foolish girl." Batair hissed, grabbing her roughly and pulling her to her feet. He sneered at her tear streaked face. "Pull yourself together."

"How could you?" she asked.

"How could I not, our Lord ordered it and so I did it. I know it's a concept you still don't understand." He spat.

"Get off me." She struggled out of his grasp and raised her wand.

"What are you going to do?" he sneered. "Are you going to hex your father Belle?" She glared at his cruel face and pointed her wand at him.

"Yes." She hissed and before he could respond she murmured, "Crucio." And he was writhing on the ground screaming in pain. "Hurts doesn't it?" she said coldly as she lifted the curse and he gasped for breath.

"I won't ruin it for you, you should experience it for yourself." He said and weakly raised his wand.

"Sectumsempra!" she cried and blood spurted from what seemed like every pore on his body, soon the ground around them was saturated and the blood was pooling on the top. He gasped for breath and looked down at himself with hysterical panic as he watched the blood flow.

Jasrene dropped her wand and took a horrified step backwards. She heard a weak cough from somewhere near her and saw Severus looking up at her.

Coming back to her senses she picked up her wand and grabbed his hand, taking a last look at her dying father before she apparated them out of the clearing.

Harry woke up the next morning to an unfamiliar room. He blinked away the sleepy haze and realised it was Jas' room, and that she was curled up into his side. He looked down and saw her crystal blue eyes looking up at him.

"You're awake?" he asked dully.

"I didn't sleep much, I haven't since . . ." she trailed off, he pulled her closer instinctively.

"You should go and see Snape." He said softly.

"But he saw what I did." She said.

"And he still wants to see you." Harry told her gently. "Jas come on you have to go." He urged. He felt her nod slightly and heard her sigh. "Come on then," he said sitting up, after a few minutes.

"Now?" she squeaked.

"Is as good a time as any." He said encouragingly.

"Can I have a shower first?" she asked.

"I suppose." He sighed dramatically making her smile.

"I won't be long." She told him as she left the room.

Fifteen minutes later they were walking down the corridor that led to the hospital wing. When they reached the door Jas stopped and stared at it nervously. Suddenly she span round and took a step back the opposite way, Harry grabbed her hand and pulled her back.

"C'mon, it'll be okay, he'll understand." Harry soothed. She took a deep breath and nodded.

"Do you want me to go with you, or wait?" he asked.

"No it's okay." She said.

"Okay then."

"Thank you Harry." She said softly.

"Anytime." He said sincerely, and before he knew what was happening she had thrown her arms round him and hugged him.

"Do you mean it?" she whispered into his shoulder.

"Of course." He assured her. She pulled back slightly so they were practically nose to nose and looked directly into his eyes.

They moved at the same time, and their lips met softly. They both pulled away after a couple of seconds.

"Thanks again Harry." Jas smiled tentatively, pushing the door open and entering the hospital wing. Harry turned round to go back to his dorm and take a shower and came face to face with two very stunned Weasley's.

"Er . . . Harry mate?" Ron asked.

"Yes Ron?" Harry asked innocently.

"What the hell was that about!" he asked. Harry shrugged. "You just kissed a Slytherin!" he said. "A Slytherin Death Eater!" he exclaimed. Harry glanced at the closed door then back at Ron and shrugged again. Ron let out a frustrated growl and stalked off down the corridor.

"So are you guys like together?" Ginny asked.

"No." Harry said. "I dunno, I mean we just kissed but she's got a lot going on at the moment . . ."

"So have you." Ginny reminded him. He laughed.

"I'd almost forgotten for a while there." he said.

"Want to get some breakfast?" she asked.

"Sure." He said and they walked down to the great hall for their last breakfast before the rest of the school returned.

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