Hell hath no fury - like an elfin witch's scorn
"Sybil, stall that un-dead excuse for a witch. I grow tired of this game. I think it is about time I put Miss Granger out of my misery."
"As you command sir." Sybil Trelawney had been a faithful, if somewhat clueless advocate of Albus Dumbledore for years. Never questioning his actions, always blindly following instructions. Today was no exception, today she would go against the most gifted witch of her age – the most gifted witch of her age who had just been resurrected with some seriously strong elfin magic blended into her own.
It was not widely known that Sybil Trelawney was a very gifted and powerful prophetess; her visions and eccentric expressions of them had been deliberately ridiculed throughout the last three generations of Hogwarts interns. Albus Dumbledore however, had relied on the accuracy of this 'third eye' to stay one step ahead of the game so to speak for years.
Dumbledore had strengthened his control over the wards at Hogwarts, enabling him to Apparate in and out, he knew that the final battle against Potter would be on this ground, and needed to be able to retreat if need be. Dumbledore was quite insane, but could never be accused of being stupid, he knew that he would have to use his brutal nature to overcome the sheer power of Potter, and he was counting on shock on Potters part, to be the surprise factor that he needed to defeat him.
Raising a hand and waving it in the direction of his Divination Professors direction, Dumbledore allowed Trelawney to shimmer out of view into the path of the avenging Hermione Granger.
A low moan emanated from a huddled figure on the floor, the cries getting louder as Hermione Granger approached.
"Help me… Somebody help me. He's gone mad. Please help me…"
"Madame Trelawney, is that you?" Hermione rushed over to the huddled figure, she had a job to do, and vengeance to seek, but not at the expense of leaving the wounded to die.
"Where are you hurt? Can you move?" Hermione crouched down beside the older seer, placing an arm on her shoulder in a supportive manner.
"Madame, it is not safe for you here, come, let me get you to safety – "
"Crucio! Ha ha ha…" Trelawney's wand was pressed into Hermione's chest before she knew what had happened. Ripples of hate filled pain coursed out of the Teachers wand, directing all the madness that had rubbed off from her mentor into her pupil. Hermione screamed in agony for the briefest of times then tried to fight her spell, pushing her illuminated hand against the red glow of the Crucio curse that seemed to be gaining power with each second that passed.
"Always were a know it all bitch, I am delighted that my master has given me the chance to end you."
Trelawney flick her wand again, forcing more power into the curse. Hermione looked up and saw that Dumbledore was in an open window with his wand outstretched, pointing it at Trelawney, he must be replenishing her powers she thought.
"I will not be falling at your hand today hag." Hermione spat. The spell coming from Trelawney had forced Hermione down on her knees; the pain coursing through her veins was starting to overwhelm her. The hand she was using to attempt the block on the Crucio had failed in its task, the added power Dumbledore was pushing into Trelawney was overwhelming Hermione, she was getting weaker by the second, so weak that she couldn't even 'pop' out.
"Hahaha…Cried the teacher as she took one step back and bring the wand down in one solid motion cast the most feared of all the unforgivable curses
"Avada Ked – " Trelawney gasped in sheer horror, as the end of her wand was no longer pointing at Hermione Granger. It was now touching the chest of the one wizard she did not want to attempt to battle.
"What. YOU…How…" Standing in between them, appearing out of thin air was Harry Potter.
"Hasn't anyone ever told you, that capital punishment is against the law?" Harry cocked his eyebrow at the witch, waiting for her to make the next move before retaliating.
"Avada Kedavra." She screamed. Nothing happened - the spell hit Harry Square in the chest; he made a clowning gesture at a cough. Then snapped his fingers and ten house elf's appeared.
"See to Hermione, take her to Draco immediately."
"Avada Kedavra…Avada Kedavra…Avada -" Trelawney was repeating the curse over and over again, not believing how it was having such a little effect on him. Harry re-infuriated her more by simulating buffing his nails.
"What the fuck are you Potter? How can you not be affected by the death curse?"
"Your master does not keep you well informed witch. Did you not know? I cannot be killed by spells."
"NO…" Trelawney lunged at Harry wand in hand like a dagger; she was screaming like a banshee, her lunge however was short lived as Harry sidestepped, causing her to fall towards the ground.
"Deal with her." Was all Harry said as he walked away towards the castle and his unavoidable confrontation with Dumbledore the last thing he saw of Trelawney was her being popped out in pieces by very angry soldier elves.
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Hermione Granger appeared on the bed in the room Harry and Draco now shared at Snape Manor.
"Hermione, oh my dear what have they done to you?" Came the concerned cries of the late Molly Weasley.
"Draco, please come quickly dear, it's Hermione, and she's in a bad way." Draco ran into the next room following the levitated figure of Molly as she sailed towards her son's lover.
"Elf, speak." Commanded Draco, as the soldier elf that had placed Hermione down shimmered into view, his head bowed.
"Missy was given the unforgivable pain curse, saved by the 'One' before the Witch of the White One could do the death pointy on her. The 'One' told us bring Missy here to the other 'One' so you could heal her."
"Where is Harry?" asked Draco with fear in his voice.
"The 'One', he gone after the Dumby." Draco excused the elf. Turning to Hermione he placed his hands over her, the negative energies all centred around the blast marks from the curse inflicted on her.
Sending some of his newly acquired healing powers into her, Hermione quickly regained her strength. When Draco was sure that she would recover he called for the house elf again.
"Where is Severus Snape?" He asked him. The house elf answered as accurately as he knew.
"Master Snape has gone to fight by the side of the One; he said that you should be told that he would bring the One back safe to you."
Draco knew that he could not risk injury befalling his baby; he had no choice but to wait for Severus to do just as he had promised and bring his lover back to him.
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"Ahhh… Harry, nice to see you up and about. A fact that I hope to correct." Without warning Dumbledore cast the first blow against the brave Gryffindor.
"Diffindo…" A sharp spike of Blue light shot from the headmaster's wand shooting at Harry at breakneck speed. Harry erected his inner shield, but not before two house elves had flung themselves in the way of the curse, both ripped in half by its effect.
"Hahaha…Elves, what loyal fools they are. I'm going to kill every last one when I get through with you."
"I don't think you will be doing a lot in about three minutes flat."
Dumbledore was so preoccupied with firing unforgivable curse after curse at him, each more intense than the next, he didn't see the lone form of Severus Snape skulking up from behind him, his wand outstretched.
Harry tried to ignore that Severus had done what he had been asked not to, and had gone to Hogwarts to help, totally against Harry's wishes. Forward Harry walked, the spells that Dumbledore was firing becoming more intense in their power the closer he got to them.
"Dumbledore like Trelawney and Voldemort before him seemed not to know that Harry was impervious to Avada Kedavra as he started to fire the spell over and over again at Harry.
"I tire of this now Albus, Impedimenta…" The slowing down spell cast by Harry had so much more impact than it could if cast by any other. It hit Dumbledore in the chest, visibly stunning him; with a clap of his hands he threw an Imperio curse at Harry. The curse got through Harry's shield, being an invasive spell rather that a deflectable spell. Harry started to get jittery on his feet; his eyes glazed over, his shield fell.
"Hahaha…" Cackled Dumbledore, obviously more than pleased with himself. "No Potter, it is time for me to enjoy my prize before I make you beg me for – "
Dumbledore felt the sharpest of pains crawl over his entire body as he turned to see the person who had just caste the killing spell on him. Harry's shield went up again, as the Imperius was lost at that moment, Severus Snape stabbed his wand into the back of his old Headmaster, saying the spell at the same time.
"NO…" Harry shouted as Dumbledore exploded, throwing Severus twenty feet across the floor. Dumbledore was gone. Severus lay dying on the floor, his own wand embedded in his heart. Harry rushed over to his side, kneeling down and holding him close, attempting to give him comfort. The wound was bleeding profusely.
"DRACO…." Harry screamed; he needed his lovers healing abilities to help Severus.
"Potter, no time. I need you to see. Need you to know,"
Harry looked deep into Severus eyes, instinctively knowing what he wanted. "Legilimens."
Harry was unsure why, but Severus needed him to see something before he died. Needed to share something so important to him that it could be the last thing he did. Harry didn't need to push; it was as if Severus was displaying it out before him.
Lucius was splayed on the large bed covered from the waist down by a rumpled silk sheet. His body glistening in the flickering candlelight as Severus massaged down his back with clear oil, murmuring sentiments of love and adoration the entire way.
Dragging his nude frame back, taking the sheet with him, Severus kissed each of the perfect globes in front of him then pushed himself up. Gently he rolled Lucius over and covered the body with his own.
Harry, knowing where this headed, pulled out of the memory as Severus and Lucius began an open-mouthed kiss. He didn't know that he wanted to see his father having sex with someone. Rifling through memories he caught glimpses of the life that his father had with Severus.
Lucius laid on his side, pillows tucked underneath his burgeoning stomach. Severus was reverently kissing the blond's round belly. "I love you, baby. Your Father and I both love you dearly."
Severus trailed kisses over the belly and up Lucius' body stopping at first one nipple then the next. The dark haired wizard lapped at the nubs with broad strokes of his tongue and then suckled until perfect tight peaks were formed. He moved upward, marking the pale neck before claiming the panting mouth in a deep kiss. Breaking away, Lucius moaned, "Take me, Severus. Take me now."
"Always, love"
Harry quickly moved to a different memory. New questions were forming by the second and perhaps some answers would be had before he had to leave these pictures into his Father's life.
"Push, Luc!" Severus coached. "Our son needs to be delivered."
Sweating and tired Lucius still managed to shoot an impressive glare at the man between his legs. "I'm trying, Severus. Perhaps next time you should be the broodmare." Bearing down and praying it was almost over Lucius pushed one more time.
The sounds of a crying infant filled the room. Wrapping the babe in a soft blanket Severus moved to sit next to Lucius. "You did it, Luc. A perfect baby boy."
Taking the bundle, Lucius looked up at Severus and said, "Draconis S. Malfoy."
Harry now knew Severus' secret as he heard the voice of his lover as he Apparated into the room.
The End