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…And In A Life Like This

Chapter Six:
…It's Saved

So many times we say it's okay
We've turned off the lights
Gone on with the days

Jonathon and Theodore stood on Platform 9 ¾.

"A big year ahead cousin." Jon finally muttered, soft and tired like his days of dashing after Voldemort were nearing an end.

Theodore knew from Jon's voice that he wasn't talking about the NEWT's. "He's coming isn't he Jon?"

Jon looked at Theodore. "Theo, he's always coming." He paused. "But, yes, the war is coming to Hogwarts. You need to be ready for it. And you need to stay and fight, no matter what happens. Trust me."

Theodore nodded. "I do. I will." The train pulled up then and Theo walked towards it. Jon grabbed his arm and Theo glanced back at him.

"Good luck." Jon muttered before letting him go and turning away. Theo watched him leave the platform, unsure whether he'd see his cousin again.

And no one has noticed I've been able to talk
We're scared to know who we should be

The Great Hall was silent and Theodore knew why. He hadn't been back at Hogwarts for long now and already it was beginning. Unlike those around him Theodore hadn't been surprised when he'd heard Voldemort's voice echoing over the grounds of Hogwarts. Beside him a 5th year girl glanced at her friend, a glint of malice in her eye and whispered what Theo knew too.

"It's starting."

The professors acted quickly, the students gathered into groups as the voice continued. Names so familiar to Theodore and the others spewed from his mouth and as they did the Great Hall doors opened to what the students recognized as safety. Dumbledore's Army, infamous now in many circles, walked into the room, lead by the one and only Harry Potter. And for a moment Theo admired him. Then it was gone as the reality set in. Death and war had come to Hogwarts.

Panic had started to set in in the Great Hall, Slytherins amongst them frightened or overjoyed. They were all ushered out of the Great Hall and away to where the DA said they could find safety, but Theodore fell free of this group. He was staying, for whatever reason, just as Jon had said he should. Whether it was to fight or die, Theo didn't know. He would leave that to chance.

And then, out of nowhere, the Death Eaters and others found their way into the school. And, amongst them, were the WFABB, Jonathon Rook leading them into the mess.

Rose is the shade we glazed in our eyes
And life is too long when you're living to die
And some will still smile and sing like we do
And wish for their martyrdom too

"Bloody hell. It's pandemonium in here." Jon managed to mutter to Theodore as he passed, before dashing off in search of a Death Eater. Theodore stood rooted to his spot outside the Great Hall double doors. Where his cousin had come from Theodore may never know, but now he was dashing headlong into battle and leaving Theodore there to face the onslaught of Death Eaters that rushed around the place. So far none had noticed him, but he knew that wouldn't last long, so he pulled out his wand and raised it before him, unsure exactly what he needed to do.

A scream sounded from above him and a small Gryffindor girl, looking no older than 12, fell down the stairs and out onto the floor of the Entrance Hall. Theodore froze, watching the Death Eater who had attacked her come after her. Theodore's blood boiled. She was nothing more than a child, no threat to the Death Eater at all. And, as he strode into Theodore's line of sight, Theodore reacted.

"STUPIFY!" He yelled. The Death Eater froze and fell back onto the stairs, a resounding clunk echoing around the hall and causing the 12-year-old to look up. She noticed Theodore and smiled, a genuine smile, before rushing back into battle. Theo, still shocked at what he'd just done, just stood there. He'd just saved a Gryffindor's life. What kind of Slytherin was he?

But it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
And don't say that it's true

A blast behind him shocked him back into the reality, and Theodore awoke from his stupor to find himself looking up at one of the Death Eaters as he advanced on Theodore. Raising his wand in one powerful movement, Theodore brought down on the unsuspecting Death Eater a piece of Dark magic that his father had taught him. The Death Eater crumpled, not dead but unconscious for now, and Theodore stepped over him. In his mind he felt like he'd just beaten his father in a duel using his own magic, although Theodore knew his father was dead. It didn't matter anymore who these people under the masks were. Sure he had basically been raised by them, taunted by them and maybe even protected from harm by them. They were the enemy now, and maybe they always had been. And the enemy to Hogwarts, the one place he'd always felt safe. He wouldn't let them take away what he had left. The little he had left. And, a new-found spring in his step, Theodore ran back into battle.

When it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright
And everyone tried to be you

Jonathon and Theodore sat amongst the crowd of students. Jon's arm was broken and Theodore was nursing a nasty flesh wound, but considering the problems of those around them they didn't complain. They couldn't complain anyway. They had achieved what they had set out to achieve and nothing more needed to be done.

Around them the students gathered, no longer in house groups but in groups of new friends, walking wounded and tributes to the dead. Amongst these dead were Slytherins, although few in their number, and Theodore wondered what would happen to Hogwarts now. He couldn't picture the existence he had known at school, hating everyone except your own and doing your best to make life miserable for them. In fact, Theo wondered if the house system would ever have that kind of rivalry again. He was sure it wouldn't, at least not for a long time now. For as long as people could still remember the war as he knew it would now become known, people would remember the students of all four houses joined together as one force against pure evil. For the death of the Slytherins around him and those that couldn't even make it today, had proven that no one was safe from a man with no desire but power.

Theodore's eyes followed Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger as they left the room and he guessed that they were going to meet Harry Potter, wherever he was. And suddenly Theo knew that the rivalry between his year of Slytherins and Harry Potter's Gryffindors was gone. He glanced at his robes and tore off the Slytherin emblem, leaving him only with the Hogwarts one. Then he stood, hoping to help someone who was still injured.

And he hoped that wherever she was, Daphne would appreciate that.

Why do you breathe when you don't want to live?
Cos your life had a purpose and you knew that it did
So why lie to yourself and stay numb to the truth,
That you're waiting on something and that something is you?

Theodore looked out from behind a pile of wobbling boxes as the bell on the front door tinkled it's merry tune. Righting the boxes with a flick of his wand, Theodore stepped off the stepladder he'd been using and headed to the front counter to find a small red-haired girl glancing around at the towering boxes about her. Theodore smiled at the girl, used to those her age at this time of the year.

"Welcome to Nott and Rook Wands. You ready for your first wand?" Theodore suggested.

The girl looked at him and gave him a small smile before nodding timidly. Theodore clicked his fingers and a small tape measure appeared from behind the counter and started measuring the girl who just stood there stunned as Theodore pointed his own wand at the piles of boxes and bought them down into a neat pile on the counter. After a minute the tape measure fell to the ground and the girl looked relieved. She glanced back at the door and Theodore followed her eyes, finally seeing the woman standing beyond the entrance. He gave her a smile and waved her in. She declined and stepped back out into the street. Theodore then cast his eyes back at the girl and handed her the first wand in the box. After eight goes the wand was discovered amongst the boxes, a wand that seemed strangely similar to Theodore. The girl paid for it and skipped outside happily, but something was bugging Theodore and he followed them out into the street.

"Ma'am." He called and the woman turned. She frowned and walked back towards him.

"Is there something wrong Mister Nott?" She asked, giving him an all-to-familiar smile. It was then that Theodore recognized her. His jaw dropped.

"Daphne?" He asked. "But you're dead."

The woman gave him a knowing smile. "I don't know any Daphne… Theo." And with that she grabbed her daughter's hand and walked away. Theodore just turned and went back inside with a smile. It seemed Daphne did approve of his new life after all.

When it's all wrong, when it's alright wrong
And it's alright wrong
And nothing's alright when you won't even say that you're wrong

A/N: The end of the line people. That is Theodore Nott's story. I plan to do a few of these, with Neville already up. My next piece will be about Lavender Brown and her life at Hogwarts, including Divination, Ron Weasley and what could be next with Seamus Finnigan. It's called 'And It Takes A Little Magic...'. Coming soon.