For another I'm back for another chapter. Thanks again to everyone who reviewed. I hope you like this chapter. Just so you know. I tried to be as accurate as I could with the memories, so please don't bite my head off if they say something in the story that they didn't exactly say in the episode, I just wanted to get the general message across.
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Chapter 9
"What!" said Piper even more confused than Harry was.
"Phoebe, are you sure it was him," Paige said.
Phoebe gave her a look. "Of course I'm sure. He was in the teachers room and he killed, he killed McGonagall."
"Who killed McGonagall?" said Hermione very worried.
The sisters looked at them as if only just seeing them there. "What are you three doing here?" asked Piper.
"We followed her after she went all weird," explained Ron.
"We just wanted to make sure she was okay," said Harry.
Ignoring the three students they continued with their conversation. "Could you tell when it happened?" asked Paige.
"It had to be in the morning because it was really sunny."
Piper looked out of the window. "Well, it's sunny now so we better go look."
"But Professor McGonagall has a class now. I remember because she asked me if I wanted to tutor one of her students in the class," said Hermione.
"Well, then maybe it's tomorrow," said Phoebe. "Piper, do you have any more of the vanquishing potion left?"
"Plenty."
"Good, we'll have to get the crystals ready too." Phoebe looked more worried than she had in a long time. It did not help that in just a few short hours she was going to be reliving her worst memories with Snape.
"Now for you three," said Piper turning to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "You can't tell anyone our password, got it?"
"We promise," said Harry.
The sisters knew that they could trust them.
The rest of the day passed uneventfully, unless you count Piper and Paige threatening Phoebe to tie her hands behind her back if she didn't stop biting her nails.
After dinner, Phoebe found Harry and together they walked to his office like two people condemned. She could tell by the look on Harry's face that he was dreading it just as much as she was, maybe even more so.
When they reached Snape's office, they knocked and heard a sharp, "Come in," from the other side of the door. They entered and Phoebe almost gasped at all of the horrible things he had in his room. She recognized some of the ingredients but the other things floating in the jars nearly made her gag.
"Both of you have a seat," said Snape as though that was the last thing he wanted them to do.
Phoebe had to hold back the urge to kick Snape because her empath powers were picking up Harry's utter loathing of him. She was also surprise to feel a not so small amount of hate directed towards Harry as well.
"Before we start, I think it would be a good idea if both of you tried to empty your minds and yourselves of any emotions and memories."
Harry gave a soft snort as if to say, "Like that's going to help at all."
Phoebe however did as she was told and tried hard to think of nothing. The problem is, when you try to think of nothing you end up thinking about the exact things you want to forget.
After a few moments Snape spoke again looking at Phoebe. "Occlumency is quite difficult to master but it will be worth it in the long run, that is if you manage to learn it," he said throwing an angry glare at Harry who returned it ten fold. "Would you like to go first, Professor?"
Phoebe nodded. I might as well get it over with. Besides, how bad could it be. It's just a few memories. Not like I haven't lived through them before, she thought.
"Very well then. Stand up." She did. "Now, when I cast the spell try to block me out of your mind using your own mind. You can use your wand if you have to but try to rely on your mind."
Phoebe pulled out her wand and was about to ask how exactly she was supposed to use her mind to block out his mind, but Snape was already halfway through counting down.
"Two, one, legilimens!" he said.
Phoebe was standing in a room tied to a metal stake. Piper had frozen everyone.
"Come on Phoebe, we have to get you out of here," she said.
"No. I killed that man. I have to do this. It has to end with me," said Phoebe now in tears.
Prue was also in tears, "But Phoebe…"
"It's okay. Maybe we weren't supposed to stop it. Maybe we were just supposed to say good-bye," she said as she hugged her two sisters.
Piper and Prue backed away crying and Phoebe nodded. "I love you."
The room unfroze and Phoebe was enveloped in the flames.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh!"
Phoebe was laying face up on the cold stone floor of Snape's office. She was panting and she felt as though she really had just burnt at the stake…again.
Snape was looking at her wide-eyed. "How- why are you-was that real?" he stuttered.
Harry had never seen Snape at a loss for words before and wondered what on earth he had just seen while he helped Phoebe up.
She rubbed her head slightly before answering shakily. "It happened in the future. It's a long story."
Snape gaped at her for a second more before saying, "You have to try and keep me out of your thoughts. Are you ready to try again?" Phoebe nodded; she was determined to get this right. Then Snape said the spell again.
"What'd you find out about the fortune teller?" asked Phoebe earnestly.
"Not much unfortunately sweetie, she was murdered. And from what I gathered it seems demonic, she had her eyes gouged out," answered Paige.
"Oh my God. I should have been able to stop this."
"Honey, don't say that. It's not your fault."
"If my stupid powers had been working I would have been able to save her."
The scene faded out and the next one was of Phoebe in the attic crying and looking at the Book of Shadows.
"Why Cole," she whispered.
At that moment, a banshee crashed through the window and screamed her blood curdling scream in Phoebe's face. Piper came in with Leo and blew up the banshee.
Leo turned to Piper and said, "We have a problem. A banshee's scream kills regular people, but it turns witches into banshees."
They turned to look at Phoebe who was now a banshee in a long white dress, skin deathly pale and hair long and white.
Then she was in a cemetery fighting Belthazar. He turned back into Cole and said, "Phoebe, I still love you."
She screamed and turned back into Phoebe. "This doesn't change anything Cole."
Snape ended the spell out of sheer shock. He would have ended it sooner but he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Phoebe was sitting on the chair because Harry had caught her before she hit the ground. She was shaking like mad and her eyes were still closed.
"Professor, professor…Phoebe wake up," said Harry.
Phoebe opened her eyes and looked at Snape wearily. "How much of that did you see?"
"Most of it," he answered. "You were a banshee?" he asked incredulously.
"Only for a little while," said Phoebe desperately trying to lighten the mood without much success.
"I think that is enough for you. Mr. Potter shall we give this a try…again. I expect you to do better than Professor Halliwell here as you have done it before, but I won't hold my breath."
Harry took a deep breath to try and calm himself and forget Snape's nagging words. He dreaded what he was about to see. That was his last thought as the spell hit him.
The prophecy smashed and broke into tiny pieces. Sirius went by dueling furiously with Bellatrix.
"Is that the best you've got, cousin?" said Sirius smiling.
The next spell hit him square in the chest and he fell back with a look of mixed surprise and fear.
"Sirius, NOOOOOO!" Harry yelled.
Harry was off and after Bellatrix. They were in the entrance of the ministry and Harry wanted to stop her form getting away. He wanted to cause her as much pain as possible.
"CRUCIO!" he yelled.
Bellatrix yelled then soon stopped. "You have to mean it Potter. You have to want to cause the pain and enjoy it," she said wickedly.
Voldemort was there. He thought his head was going to split in two. Voldemort was inside him.
"If death is not the worst thing then kill us both," Voldemort said to Dumbledore.
"Kill me," pleaded Harry. "Please, Dumbledore, do it. I'll be with Sirius."
For the second time that night Snape had ended the spell out of pure shock. He could not believe that Potter had actually wanted Dumbledore to kill him.
Just as before. Phoebe had moved the chair so that Harry fell on top of it and not on the floor. Her empath powers had let her feel what Harry had been feeling and though she could not see what was happening, she felt every second of it.
Snape was looking at the two people in front of him with mingled shock and sympathy. Yes, he felt sorry for Harry. He had felt what Harry felt when he had been possessed. He had also felt the flames on his skin when Phoebe had burned.
He walked over to his cupboard and pulled out two small vials. He handed one to Harry and one to Phoebe.
"Here. This will calm you down and help you get some sleep. You are to come back tomorrow. Try to clear your minds before you go to sleep and before you come here. It might even help if you talked about what went on today. I think that is all we will do for tonight. Professor, may I have a word with you?"
Harry got up and gave Phoebe a sympathetic smile before he left.
Professor Snape looked at a loss for words. He truly didn't know what to say.
"Everything that I just saw…actually happened?" he asked looking at Phoebe intently.
"Yup, everything. And that's not even half of what we've been through," she said grimly.
"That last memory, was that, were you …with that demon?"
"Don't you think that's a little personal?" said Phoebe now feeling calmer because of the potion. Then she decided that it wasn't such a big deal so she told him a very abbreviated version of what happened. "He was only half demon and I thought he was good. He was bad at first, but then he was good so I married him. But then he was bad again and we had to vanquish him...twice. Then he came back but we killed him for good." She stopped with a worried look on her face remembering her last premonition.
"Is there something wrong?"
"N-no, everything's fine," she said trying to sound cheery.
"Would you like to try again now that Potter is gone?"
She looked hesitant at first but then decided that the sooner she learned the better. "Okay."
Snape said the spell and the memories that came made Phoebe instantly regret it.
There was a worried looking woman on a dock in front of a lake. She had some electrical cords in her hands. Then a creature came out of the water and the woman drowned.
"Nooooo! Mom!"
She was in the basement and Cole had just taken the nexus shadow into him.
"I need the nexus so you can come back to evil and we can be together," said Cole.
"Don't you understand? I hate you. You can do anything, hell you can even turn me evil again, but I will never come with you willingly."
"But Phoebe…"
"I am light. I am one too strong to fight. Return to dark were shadows dwell, you cannot have this Halliwell."
Cole was swallowed up into the earth only to return a few seconds later.
"I thought you were dead," said Phoebe.
"So did I for a second there. Not to worry I'll just keep trying."
"Cole, don't you get it? I thought you were dead just now and I felt nothing. I'm free."
She was walking into the teachers room.
"Cole NO!" she screamed as he sent an energy ball straight at McGonagall who caught it right in the chest and crumpled to the ground.
"I'm sorry Phoebe. He told me I had to do it…for us."
Snape ended the spell and looked at Phoebe who was on the ground shaking. He quickly walked over to her and helped her into a sitting position. He magicked a cold cloth and placed it onto her forehead.
"Thanks," she said shakily.
Snape was looking more and more worried by the second. "That last memory, that didn't happen…did it?
"Not yet. I had that premonition this morning. We think it's going to happen tomorrow morning."
"But I thought you said that he was dead."
"I know…we thought he was."
