HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATH EATER
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By:adhesivebagels
Summary: Set after book 5, Harry is beaten by his uncle and left for dead. Snape rescues him and brings Harry back to his house for the summer. They fall for each other. Harry is kidnapped and taken to Voldemort. Ends in an epic battle between Snape and the Dark Lord. HP/SS
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for this story plot.
A/N: This is the final chapter in this story. SEQUEL IS UP! HARRY POTTER AND THE HUNT FOR THE HORCRUXES
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Chapter 5
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He arrived in a dirt lane in the countryside, an abandoned house sat at the end of the lane, covered in vines. He pulled the stopper on the glass vial he had taken from his potions lab and drank the contents. He then watched as his body disappeared from view, the invisibility potion he had finished just days ago was working as it should. He wasted no time and made his way down the lane as quickly as he could and as he approached the ruined house, the glamour was removed and he was suddenly standing before a sprawling mansion. The Dark Lord's residence. Severus walked quickly to the front door and opened it soundlessly. He knew he was probably walking into his death but he had to do whatever he could to save Harry. There was someone in the hall.
A witch he recognized as Dorothy Hanley was standing guard in the entranceway, she hadn't noticed the front door open as she was conveniently looking the other direction. However as the door snapped shut, she quickly turned her head at the sound. Severus acted without thinking. He shot a curse at her and watched her slump to the floor unconscious. Quickly casting a concealment charm on her to hide her from discovery, he advanced further into the house. He chose the quickest route to the where he knew Harry would be. With the Dark Lord. He passed two wizards he recognized as Kris Manning and William Goode, conversing in a sitting room off the main hall.
He passed them without stopping, his invisibility was absolute, no one would be able to see through it. He made his way further into the mansion, passing grand rooms and marble staircases. He saw two other witches and then turning a corner, he almost ran into Fenrir Greyback. The werewolf was conversing with another wizard he recognized as Jeffrey Newman in the hallway. Snape quietly edged around the two, keeping as close to the wall as possible. Suddenly, Greyback raised his head and sniffed the air, a quizzical expression on his face. Jeffrey stopped talking and looked at him questioningly.
"What it is? Something the matter?" Greyback sniffed again as Snape quickly scooted towards the doorway.
"Thought I smelled something funny, but it's gone now." He turned back to continue conversing with Jeffrey and Severus held back a sigh of relief.
He passed through two more hallways before he stood in front of two iron wrought doors. The Dark Lord's study. Breathing one last deep breath, Severus threw open the doors and stepped into his death.
As the doors banged open, the first thing he saw was Harry lying on the rug in front of the fireplace. He was screaming in pain as the Dark Lord used the Cruciatus curse on him. Voldemort was standing over the boy while he writhed on the ground, a sadistic smile on his face. Bellatrix Lestrange was watching from a chair beside him, watching gleefully. When they heard the doors open, they turned to see who had disturbed them, however there was no one in the empty doorway.
Voldemort gazed at the door, and taking his attention off the boy at his feet, he waved his wand, however nothing revealed itself in the doorway. Severus smiled. His potion of invisibility was absolute. No spell could counter it and no one, not even the Dark Lord himself could see through it. This was his only chance to get Harry out of here. He would rescue the boy, even if he had to go through a hundred death eaters to do it.
As he gazed into the face of Voldemort, a sudden furious rage overcame him. Severus used to idol the man in the past but now he despised him and all he stood for. This was the man who had made Harry's life a living hell. He had murdered his parents, murdered Lily in front of him and since then, he had tried to kill Harry numerous times all because of a stupid prophecy. Severus stared with hatred into the Dark Lord's red eyes.
Voldemort's eyes narrowed as he tried to discern where the intruder was located. Bellatrix got to her feet.
"What-" she looked questioningly toward Voldemort.
"Stand back! There is someone here, hidden. I will deal with them myself"
Bellatrix backed away, looking around the room fearfully.
Severus watched as the Dark Lord advanced slowly. Raising his hand quickly, several streaks of green shot out of the Dark Lord's wand, racing toward Severus's hidden form. He raised his own wand and a blazing shield of fire engulfed him, blocking the spells. He sent his own stunning spell back towards the wizard, which the Dark Lord blocked with a casual flick of his wand.
"With whom do I have the pleasure of dueling with?" The Dark Lord could not see Severus's hidden form, only the vague shape of him encased within the fire shield. Severus made no answer.
"You must be powerful to get past my followers alive. However your little escapade ends here, you are no match for me" With that last word, Voldemort sent a killing curse shooting towards Severus. It hit his shield, shattering it, and Severus lunged backward. He circled around until he was behind Voldemort and sent a curse at his unprotected back. Bellatrix shouted out a warning and Voldemort spun around, raising his wand to deflect the spell. Snape threw another killing curse his way, but the Dark Lord dodged it. They exchanged curses, moving around the room in a deadly dance. Severus had the advantage because he was invisible but Voldemort could still see his spells flying from his wand. A deadly sneer was on the Dark Lord's face as he faced Severus.
Severus was tiring of this. The longer they dueled, the greater the chance of more death eaters showing up and he didn't know what condition Harry was in. It was time to end this.
Raising his hand, he made a complicated series of movements with his wand, muttering words inside his head. Magic crackled around him and the smell of ozone filled the air. This was a spell of his own creation, the most powerful one he knew. It seemed fitting to destroy the Dark Lord's body with it.
Finishing his incantations, he pointed his wand at Voldemort. A pillar of blinding white light encased the Dark Lord's body, completely engulfing him. The pillar reached all the way towards the ceiling and filled every corner of the room with light. A roaring wind snatched at Severus's robes, but he stood firm, watching the figure within the pillar. Voldemort's body was trapped within. He allowed himself a small smile. This was light magic, one he could only utilize when he thought of the one he loved, Lily. Oddly enough, he hadn't been thinking about Lily this time, but of her son, Harry. He would think about the implications of that later though.
Severus took a vial out of his robes and swallowing it, he allowed himself to became visible once more. He wanted Voldemort to see who had brought about his demise. He watched the Dark Lord's red eyes widen as he recognized his death eater and a shout of fury tore from his lips before he completely disintegrated into dust. The pillar of light disappeared and the wind ceased. There was nothing left of the Dark Lord except a pile of ash on the floor. However, Severus wasn't naïve, he knew the Dark Lord's soul was still alive somewhere. No one could completely kill him without first destroying the horcruxes he had created. Severus was one of the few people who knew of this secret, besides Dumbledore.
Voldemort's body may be destroyed for now, but he would rise again. However, Severus took comfort in the fact that he had delayed the Dark Lord's reign of terror a little longer. Pulling himself out of his thoughts, he walked over to the cowering form of Bellatrix Lestrange, she was kneeling in the pile of ash that was Voldemort's body and clutching at the dust, as though to bring him back to life. Severus looked down at her with disgust. He almost felt sorry for her.
She looked up at him and seeing him, she screamed with rage.
"YOU! YOU TRAITOR" She shrieked at him and looking around, she spotted Harry still on the ground unconscious. She leapt to the boy before Severus could move, and grasping him by the hair, she held a dagger to his neck. Harry groaned in pain, his eyes still closed.
"Your precious Potter will die now, Severus, just like the Dark Lord wanted," she sniffed at that, gazing once more at Voldemort's ashes, however she did not let go of the boy. The knife pressed into the Harry's pale neck, a drop of blood forming on the skin. Harry whimpered pitifully, his eyes opening slightly to take in the scene around him. Severus's vision clouded over with rage as he glared at Bellatrix. He did not just destroy the Darkest wizard of all time to be stopped by this bitch. His hand shot out and a green jet of light shot from his wand, hitting Bellatrix in the chest. She crumpled to the ground dead. Harry slumped back down to the floor. Severus went to him and pulled the boy into his arms. Harry opened his eyes weakly and spotted Snape.
"Snape?" His voice was hoarse from screaming. Snape's heart broke for the boy. He had to get him out of here. He stood up, and with Harry secure in his arms, he apparated away.
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It was two days before the healers at St. Mungo's released Harry. Severus never left his side. He had an irrational fear that if he let the boy out of his sight he'd disappear. He'd held his hand as he'd laid in bed recovering from the torture Voldemort had put him through. Dumbledore had come the minute he'd gotten his owl, his face furious. Severus had told him everything that happened and he had relaxed. Voldemort was gone for now and the world was a safer place.
When he was released, Severus brought Harry back to his home to pack. The new school term was to start in a few days. It was evening, Severus was seated on a couch in the living room in front of the fire, when Harry came downstairs. He watched him as the boy made his way into the living room. They hadn't talked much about what had happened. Severus beckoned to Harry.
"Come sit with me Harry" The boy hesitated, an unreadable expression on his face but then sat down beside him on the couch.
"I know you probably have questions about what happened, Harry" he spoke quietly, "feel free to ask me anything."
Harry stared down at his hands before speaking.
"Is Voldemort…dead?" Severus sighed, he supposed he should tell the boy the truth, he deserved it after what he had been through.
"Yes…and no…Harry, what I'm about to tell you is a secret held by only a few people including myself and Dumbledore." Harry was watching him with wide eyes.
"The Dark Lord has always desired the power of immortality, he delved into the dark arts deeper than any wizard had before, trying to achieve it. He finally created things called horcruxes, which are normal items that he had put pieces of his soul into. He tore his soul into several pieces and put them into different items and hid them. As long as those horcruxes are safe, the Dark Lord cannot die. His body may be destroyed but he will regain it eventually."
Harry's eyes were wide and Severus felt bad for the boy. He knew Dumbledore had told the boy of the prophecy only a few months ago. To be told that you had to kill a murderer was one thing, but to here that that murderer was practically immortal was completely cruel. But Harry had to be told, he had to know what he was getting into.
"So...to kill Voldemort, someone has to first destroy these horcruxes?"
"Yes, Harry" Severus watched the boy. He waited for him to cry, to complain, to say it wasn't possible, to lose hope, but what he saw took his breath away. He saw determination in Harry's eyes, a will to succeed, and he knew then that he was looking at a boy no longer but at a man, one who knew the risks involved but would do anything to achieve his goal. Severus smiled.
They sat in contemplative silence for a few moments and then Harry spoke up.
"Professor?" His voice sounded hesitant, unsure.
"Yes, Harry?"
"Next summer...can I stay here with you?" Harry wasn't looking at him but down at his hands. Severus's heart filled with emotion as he stared at the boy. He wanted to stay with him again? He didn't think Harry wanted to come back after what had happened. Severus's heart was fit to burst, he was so happy. But Harry wasn't looking at him, there was a sad droop to his shoulders, almost as if he was waiting for him to refuse.
Severus raised a hand and grasped Harry's chin, his skin felt smooth beneath his fingers. He brought Harry's face to tilt up towards him so he could look into those emerald eyes. There was doubt there and shock at Severus's actions. He gazed down at the boy.
"I would like that very much, Harry" He said softly. He watched the boy's eyes light up, happiness replacing the doubt. He still had Harry's chin in his hand, he couldn't seem to let go. He gazed down at his lips that looked so soft. This boy was completely enthralling him. This summer had been one of the happiest he had ever had. There was no way he would let the boy out of his grasp now that he had him. The boy filled his heart with joy and...love. Severus had come to realize that the emotion he felt for the boy was indeed love. It was love for Harry that had enabled him to cast the light spell that had destroyed Voldemort. Love that drove him to do crazy things like go into a nest of death eaters alone. And it was love that was driving him forward now to capture those soft lips with his own.
Harry made a small noise as his teacher's lips claimed his own, but he did not pull away, instead he melted into Severus's touch. His lips moved against the boy's, savoring him. His mouth tasted the boy's full lower lip, sucking gently at the sweetness. He felt the boy responding to him, felt his hands reach up to clutch at his robes, bringing him closer. The boy's breath warmed his cheek, coming in soft pants. Severus's other hand went to tangle in his raven locks, pulling him tighter against him as he ravaged his lips. He tongue flicked out to worry at the line of his lips and Harry opened his mouth, giving his tongue entrance. Severus deepened the kiss. He explored Harry's warm mouth, tasting him, entwined his tongue over the other one he found there. He heard the boy moan, sending a jolt of electricity straight to his groin. His heart was hammering against his chest, and his hand left the boy's chin to explore other parts of his body. He couldn't help himself, the boy felt so good. He had to be patient with him though, the boy was still young, probably still a virgin. He couldn't afford to scare Harry away with his strong urges. He forced himself to bring his hands around Harry's waist, grasping the boy's hips there, however he kept his lips on him.
Harry was melting into him, one of his small hands was tangled in his hair and the other one was wrapped around his waist, holding him close. His soft lips moved against Severus's own with an eagerness that matched his and his warm tongue tangled around his in his mouth. Severus groaned against him. Merlin, he wanted this boy so much. He wanted to carry him to his bed and have his way with him, but he had to stop now. He reluctantly pulled away from Harry's lips, his hands went up to grasp the boy's cheeks. He gazed down at Harry's passion-filled eyes. The boy's lips were swollen, and his breath panted against Severus's face as he looked up at him. He almost went back to kissing him right then and there but he restrained himself. He had to know something. He had to ask the boy.
"Harry...I need to know how you feel about me?" He watched the boy's eyes gaze into his own and he waited. Harry didn't say anything for a few moments, his expression was unreadable as he searched Severus's eyes. And then...
"I...love you, Severus," his answer was so quiet he almost didn't hear it. Harry was watching him almost shyly. His heart soared. He loved him! Severus could've died happy then and there. He pulled the boy close and kissed him once more before pulling back. He looked deeply into Harry's emerald eyes.
"And I love you, Harry, more than anything in this world"
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A/N: This completes the first part of my story. You can favorite me to get updates. Thanks for reading! Review if you liked it! SEQUEL IS UP! HARRY POTTER AND THE HUNT FOR THE HORCRUXES!
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