AN: sorry its been so long its taken awhile to write up the last chapter and I might post some other stories I have written. Watch for them

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on with the reading!

~MS~

I knew what the Gryffindor common room would look like so instead I headed to visit Melissa in the Hospital Wing.

Nodding to Madame Pomfrey I headed to Melissa's bed. I found her staring at the faint scars on her arms.

"I did that once or twice," I sat next to her on the bed. Melissa's eyes darted to my bare arms but saw nothing. Seeing her confusion I explained.

"I wear a glamour," I took a deep breath and removed the glamour. She gasped, my glamour not only covered two bold scars on my arms but also the mudblood scar, as well as other scars covering my face, legs, arms, and hands. Again seeing her look I told my story and the more I talked the easier it became. After my story I laid a scared hand on her smooth one.

"The fact that you have survived to gain a scar just makes you stronger. You have overcome a trial that few have faced with," smiling softly I squeezed her hand, "And remember Professor Snape and I are always available to you and any other person who need us."

This last statement drove her to tears and she launched herself into my arms. Madame Pomfrey came by with a calming drought and said that Melissa could leave after she calmed down.

Downing the drought Melissa dragged me with her saying that the others needed me. And so reapplying my glamour I followed her. She finally stopped at a blank wall in the dungeons. At a slight touch to the wall a serpent uncoiled from the ceiling and slithered down to Melissa's level. "occulta informant" she stated proudly before grabbing me once more and dragging my through the wall.

Once through the first thing to meet my eyes was Theodore Nott binding the arm of the third year girl with tears in her eyes. Melissa tugged me down to her height.

"She needs you, we all need you," her eyes grave.

I looked back up and saw Theodore hugging the girl. Melissa marched right over and grabbed both of them. If the situation hadn't been so serious the sight of a little second year dragging them over would have been comical.

"Show her," Melissa demanded.

"Here?" I glanced around noting that all of the Slytherin house was in attendance. Seeing my discomfort Theodore turned and called out "All those who were not in some way hurt by the abusers please leave."

Not one student moved, realizing the gravity of the situation I steeled myself for their reactions.

Gasps echoed through the common room, and as I told my story many older students removed their glamor's and told their tales. At one point Theodore slipped away as one Gryffindor help heal a room of Slytherins.

~~ SS POV ~~

Calm and relaxed I patrolled the dungeons. I let my thoughts drift over the past few days. As I reminisce Theodore Nott appeared next to me, fearing another suicide attempt I immediately stopped and turned to him.

"You need to see this," Theodore stated before slipping back into the common room. Following him I expected a duel of sorts I found instead Mia, surrounded by my snakes. She had dropped her glamour, as had many others. Looking at them I only saw healing. Healing word, actions, and thoughts. It seems that the appearance of Mia had finally started the true healing of the Slytherin house.

In a slight lag in the conversation I joined them. Mia looked surprised as I too dropped my glamour and told my own story.

In the end no one wanted to be alone so we all bedded down in the common room. That night many students woke screaming but were soothed as those around them brought comfort and peace as each person struggled past memories. Then next morning I woke with Mia asleep on top of me and Melissa curled into my side. As I tried to shift away she whimpered, sighing I stopped and slipped back into sleep thankful that today was a Saturday.

Unbeknownst to me a prophecy had been made that were had witnessed and even fewer told the prophecy was made after Salazar left the founders it went like this:

When the grey claims black

With healing in her wings

Then will green and silver

Once more find friends

In red and gold

And with the happenings of last night the extreme rivalry slowly began to fade from the minds of those it held. And I two months you wouldn't be able to tell that Gryffindors and Slytherins once hated each other. Never before had the school seen such unity between any two houses.

All because of a Veela

Epilogue

A large boom shook the house and smoke billowed up from the basement, as well as a voice.

"SABRIAL CASSIDY SNAPE! WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT MIXING FIRE-DRAKE SCALES WITH BASILISK VENOM!?" Sabrial's father stalked up the stairs muttering expletives.

"Dear if you weren't so explosive yourself the children wouldn't antagonize you so." I chastised.

"Sabrial is almost 17 and nearly ready for a potions AND a transfiguration apprenticeship. But if she can't remember what causes the explosions in the first place I won't take her on" he replied sullen.

As I set the table all three older children came running. Sabrial the oldest, had blue hair and was covering a soot and other grime, I sent a cleaning charm her way. Charles, black hair, was covered in mud as was his little brother Brandon. They both got a cleaning charm. As we began eating a doe patronus landed gracefully beside me.

. "MIA HAVE YOU NAMED YOUR BABY GIRL YET? I AM DEMANDING RIGHTS TO BE HER GODMOTHER! MIA PLEASE! PS love Ginny.