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A/N: I know I rushed quite a bit in the last chapter and for that I'm sorry, but I must say, that was quite a bit to type in 45 minutes. I will clarify more in this chapter. I'm hoping to see some more reviews soon, and I wouldn't object to fan hints on where to place the setting of the other relic would be. I get inspiration from my reviewers, please help if you feel you can. Other than that...I know that Snape will be pretty OOC, but I hope it works for literary purposes. Another Note, It's now the tenth and I had to go back and change a few things….Sorry for the inconvenience.

Chapter 3: The Nightblade Sanriel and Snape's Confession

Harry looked at the relic, quite puzzled in fact as to what trap could possibly be. What, an instant death for those who touch it? He thought, slightly bemused. But his smile faded almost immediately for nothing could drive away the look on Lucius Malfoy's face when he said he had killed the father of Jaina's child." I need to figure out how to get it." Harry said.

" I can tell you now Potter, put you're arm in that light, prepare to have it incinerated." Snape spat, leaning against the wall for support. He was holding his ribs, and Jaina stood up.

" What the hell are you doing in here? You may have just as well killed Jonas, being with those bastards!" Jaina screamed. She began to advance on him menacingly, drawing her wand and Snape held his out before her.

" Jaina...Back away...I wouldn't want you to miscarry..."He said softly. " My last orders were from Albus...Harry...You need to hear this...Hear me out...Then torture me all you like. Heaven and hell knows I deserve it."

Harry had raised his wand to Snape's eye level and let it drop slightly. " I'm going to pull a vile of veritaserum from my cloak. Then ask all the questions you will." Snape said. There was a look in Snape's eyes that conveyed the guilt of killing the only man that had truly trusted him. " I just want you to know the truth."

Harry lowered his wand completely. " Drink it. I need to see if it's real. " He watched impatiently as Snape took a rather large gulp. " Who conveyed the portion of the prophecy to Voldemort?" Harry said.

Snape hung his head and looked up. " I did." he said.

" Why did you kill Albus Dumbledore?"

Snape sank to his knees. " When Narcissa Malfoy came to me looking for assistance, she made me swear by making an Unbreakable Vow that I would assist Draco should he fail. I immediately conveyed the message to Dumbledore about Draco's mission, and the fact that I made an Unbreakable Vow to Narcissa. I was mortified at what I had to do. Albus told me should that the situation arise, I was to carry it out, to make Voldemort think that I had truly come back to him. That is the truth, I swear to it." Snape said. He looked emotionally drained, as if reliving the worst memory he had.

" That honestly sounds like something Albus would do Harry. He wanted to be sure that the Order was still receiving information from their only inside man. Why did you come here Serverus?"

" To help you..." Snape replied softly. " I cannot live with what I have done any longer. If I can help to bring Voldemort down, I will do so..." Harry couldn't help but notice the look, the crazed look of someone who direly wished to repent themselves, in Serverus Snape's eyes.

" What information do you have that can help us?" Harry said.

" The location of the other relic, and how to get past every trap." Snape replied. He went to stand and began to fall over again, as if in a faint. Jaina rushed over and caught him and laid him gently on the ground. " Envenerate!" she said softly. " He is telling the truth...Albus knew it had to be done...It just hurts so bad that I've just lost the two people I loved the most..."

" I understand...trust me." Harry replied. He looked down at his hand and finally realized that Jonas' sword was sitting in his hand. He moved it into his wand arm and pocketed his wand. As he went to place the magnificent sword in-between his belt and pants, the jewel glowed bright and Harry looked down at it.

Harry looked around him, he wasn't in the cave, nor was he anywhere near the Carpathian Mountains, he was near Wales, a far long way from where he was supposed to be. He went to turn and there stood a tall, but stocky man in his late thirties. He looked exactly like Jonas.

"You are the champion whom carries this blade?" he said, looking at Harry with piercing silver eyes.

Harry looked surprised. " What?"

"You have sheathed the blade, do you carry it's burden?" said the man.

" I guess..." Harry said, unsure of what to say. Without warning, the words Jonas said just hours earlier passed through his mind. The blade will name itself to whom it chooses to wield it.

" Do you accept the burden of the nightblade, Sanriel?" the man said, looking at Harry with a soul piercing gaze.

" Yes...I shall accept it's burden and wield it." Harry said, feeling an odd calm about himself.

" Then destroy the circlet, here. If you destroy it, the blade is yours and your heirs until the end of time." the man replied. He barely waved his hand and without warning, Ravenclaw's circlet appeared on a stone pedestal.

Harry began to move away from Jaina and Snape, as if transfixed by the circlet. Jaina ran up to as if to stop him but Harry looked at her and gently pushed her from his way.

" Serverus! He's gone mad! He's going to destroy the horcrux without disarming the trap!" Jaina screamed.

Snape looked at Harry and indeed, Harry was nearly at the relic, quickly closing the space between them. Snape went to cast a Full Body Bind, but Harry only turned and deflected it with a casual wave of his hand. His eyes were blank and void of emotion.

Harry was barely struggling to get there, but it seemed as if there were some invisible force at work here trying to stop him. He could have sworn he had heard Jaina's voice calling to Snape to stop him. No, just a trick of the mind. He was at the circlet now. Sweat was beading on his brow. He felt oddly warm but ignored it. He brought the sword up and then down in an arc, destroying the frail golden circlet before him. He saw an apparition twist and twirl in pain and he smiled with satisfaction. He should just disappear. Harry raised the blade again and stabbed the apparition, and the jewel became brilliantly bright at once.
Jaina pulled Harry out of the light at once, just as a fiery hell storm unleashed itself on the table and the three feet surrounding it. Swearing obscenely, Jaina pulled him up by the front his robes, thoroughly pissed he had not been even paying attention and cuffed him upside the head.

"OW! What the bloody hell was that for!" Harry screamed. He had dropped the sword when Jaina had cuffed him harshly and he bent down to pick it up.

"YOU! Oh dear gods! Were you possessed or something? You dumb prat, just waltzing over to the circlet. Sure you destroyed it, but why the hell didn't you move when the trap triggered?" Jaina screamed. She had pulled Harry face to face again. " I swear to every deity there is. Molly and Arthur would have had my head! Not to mention the rest of the Weasley's that are of age! First they would have hexed me two and a half times into oblivion, then would have brought me back just to do it again!"

" You know all of the Weasley's?" Harry said.

"I should...They are related to my dad right?"

Harry shook his head. " We'll talk about this later. We should get back to theLeaky Cauldronand rest up." He went to leave and paused. " Snape...Owl me in two weeks time to give me the location of the other relic. Nagani is a horcrux, right?"

"Yes..." came the quiet reply.

" I would go into hiding somewhere..." Jaina said. She looked at him and knelt down. " Here...Go to this flat in the States...It'll take them a long time to find you I'm sure."

Harry woke up in theLeaky CauldronThree days later to an incessant pounding on his door.

" HARRY JAMES POTTER YOU OPEN THIS DOOR!" came the shrill scream from none other than his best friend Hermione Granger.

Harry shook his head. He knew this was going to happen pretty soon, but didn't know exactly when. He threw on some clothing and tried to tidy his hair. Harry took a deep breath and opened the door, a very angry vision of Hermione appearing almost immediately and right behind her a very red faced Ron Weasley.

" 'Mione, Ron...Please come inside..." Harry said. The sword was sheathed in the corner near his bed. He stepped aside and allowed his best friends to pass.

" Harry, do you even realize my own mum wouldn't tell me where you were! What the hell did you do? Where in gods name..." Ron began.

"Did you get that sword." Hermione finished. She walked over to it and held it in her hands.

" Don't unsheathe it...It's extremely powerful. I wouldn't want to check it's sharpness either...That thing will take your soul if it believes you're evil." Harry said quickly.

" Harry...It's one of the night blades! There are only a few in the whole world!" Hermione said, nearly astonished." Where in the world did you get this?" She set the sword down gently and looked at Harry.

" It's a long story, and I only ask for no interruptions..." Harry replied. He thus began to regale them with the tale of finding the fourth horcrux, and the fight with the Deatheaters. " Malfoy said he killed Jonas. Jaina wants his head."

" Wait...Draco Malfoy? He killed someone!" Hermione said shocked.

" No...Not Draco...His dad..."

The room went silent for a moment as the trio looked to the ground, at a loss to say a word.

" Jonas...Nice bloke, stocky, big smile, great sense of humor, always showing displays of affection on Jaina..." Ron said, looking away for a moment, then at the sword.

" Blue eyes that were always laughing?" Hermione asked.

" That's him." Harry replied sadly.

Ron stood up and went over to the window.

" Ron?"

" They were going to get married...At the Burrow I mean...Shortly after Bill and Fleur's wedding. It must be hard, losing the one person who you know you're destined to spend your life with. Jonas was a crazy bloke, but he made her laugh so much. You could just tell that they wanted to be together forever."

" Dear god...Poor Jaina.." Hermione whispered. " You see, we knew she was looking for you...She dropped by the Burrow and it's almost as if Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had known her her whole life."

" We have." said Ron. " Mione, she's Sirius' daughter. She met Charlie and Bill when they were at Hogwarts...She was supposed to be a year ahead of us, but we didn't see her after we started our first year. She used to spend the summers with us. She's a real fun person Mione...George has always had a real soft spot for her though, but didn't like Jonas too much. Is something up Harry?"

Harry looked down. " She went to the Burrow first then met me in Diagon Alley...So you two knew What Jaina was going to do?"

Ron looked at Harry a little closer. " Harry there's something you're not telling us..." He walked over to him and sat down." What's going on? What happened after you destroyed the circlet?"

" It's not what happened after...Ron, Mione, Jaina's pregnant..." Harry said, looking up at them.