One of their own
There we go! as i said before i'm having trouble trying to finish this story but im honestly surprised i managed to get this chapter! i'm loosing my muse guys! for all my story's help :( i dont want to stop writing! so pleasssssssssse try and review and give me some more ideas for all my storys! ALL OF THEM! pleaseeee R&R please byeeeeeee
Chapter 8
"Kill him," sneered Severus, he didn't want the bastard to survive.
"We plan to," smirked Voldemort, "Anything else planned Severus?" he purred.
"I shall leave that to you" said Severus, "I won't be able to stop if I start" he said sneering in James' direction.
"Anything you want?" asked Voldemort; for once he was asking his followers if they wanted anything.
"Keep Evans alive, but insane" sneered Severus "Let Dumbledore see what his famous golden children have been reduced to".
"Good idea" smirked Voldemort "Very good Severus" looking impressed, Severus nodded his head in respect.
"Just kill him, I grow bored" sneered Severus "I've had my revenge; I want to get my son back home, where he rightfully belongs".
"Yes Severus, let's get this finished up. Avada Kedavra!" snapped Voldemort; the green light quickly illuminated the entire room. When the light cleared James Potter was dead, an insane Lily was mumbling in the corner muttering.
"Let's get out of here, Lucius finish it off" said Voldemort apparating away. The others soon followed his lead, Severus portkeying out with his son; Lucius finished it off with throwing the Dark Mark into the air before apparating away himself.
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"Something happened in Potter manor" said an Order member coming into the headmaster's office.
"What?" asked Dumbledore practically jumping out of his seat.
"What do you mean?" asked McGonagall following Dumbledore getting out of her seat. Those were their golden boy and girl and they had the boy they hoped would bring the downfall of Voldemort.
"I'm afraid Author Potter is dead" said Shacklebolt he didn't know the Potter's very well so he couldn't exactly say James.
Wide eyed Dumbledore fell back on the chair very light headed and in shock. He had set up the wards himself; this was going to look bad on him! But James was dead! Dead oh my god what was he going to do.
"Are you sure?" asked Dumbledore dreadfully.
"Yes sir," said Shacklebolt looking at the floor sadly.
Dumbledore seemed to get worse at that news.
"You didn't say anything about Lily! Did she survive?" asked McGonagall with so much relief and hope in her voice that Shacklebolt that he really didn't want to say anything.
"She survived" said Shacklebolt.
"Thank god!" whispered McGonagall, Dumbledore looked relieved too. Of course it was only going to be temporarily.
"She's in St. Mungo's" said Shacklebolt.
"We must go and see the poor dear!" said McGonagall.
"She's insane, she lost her baby as well" said Shacklebolt.
"WHAT!" shrieked a wide eyed McGonagall.
"What is going on?" sneered Severus coming into the room as if she had never left.
"Auror Potter is dead, Mrs Potter is in St. Mungo's" said Shacklebolt.
"Oh" said Severus looking shocked.
"Don't you dare say anything Severus Snape or I wont am responsible for my actions!" snapped McGonagall.
"I wasn't going to…I didn't like them but I wouldn't wish any harm on them" mumbled Severus still shocked thinking 'He deserved everything he got the fucking bastard!'
Good job no one could read his mind, or he would have been in Azkaban before he could finish his thought.
"I'm sorry Severus" said McGonagall muffling a sob.
Severus just nodded.
"What about the boy?" asked Dumbledore wide eyed. "Surely he survived since Lily did? Is he ok?"
"No sign of him, the amount of blood indicates he couldn't have survived," said Shacklebolt looking sick at the thought. The sight they had walked into, the blood did belong to Harry Potter and there was too much for a child to survive such thing.
'He wouldn't have,' thought Severus 'If I hadn't done anything'.
"Oh no" said Dumbledore this time he looked ready to pass out.
"Get Pomfrey!" shouted McGonagall.
"You have potions with you Severus?!" asked a frantic McGonagall speaking to Dumbledore trying to get though to the man.
"I didn't bring them" said Severus panicking.
"Merlin hurry up" shouted McGonagall worried.
"She's coming!" shouted Shacklebolt wide eyed moving away from the fireplace.
Seconds later the fireplace lit up, bringing a frantic Poppy though.
Getting Dumbledore to swallow a calming draught immediately.
"He's still not responding! He's falling into shock!" shouted Poppy using all the spells she knew to no avail.
"Oh Merlin! Help him" shrieked Minerva wide eyed.
"There's nothing more I can do for him!" said Poppy looking worried! "We have to get him to the Hospital wing".
"We can't! People will know!" said a wide eyed frantic McGonagall.
"I need to take him down!" said Poppy. This was war she had people to see all the time, she couldn't abandon her patients. Not even for Albus Dumbledore, she refused to.
"Fine!" shrieked McGonagall levitating him with a stretcher.
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"Set him here" said Poppy making Dumbledore right next to her office.
"What else can you do?" asked McGonagall sitting beside him once he was properly laid down.
"Nothing, just speak to him, get him out of whatever's caused him to go into shock" said Poppy softly.
"I see" said McGonagall in tears.
"You can go now Severus" snapped McGonagall not wanting her fellow staff member to see her crying.
"Of course, please keep me up to date with everything" said Severus softly before leaving in his usual fashion.
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Severus went back home, to check on his unconscious son, everything that had happened had taken its toll on the little boy. He needed sleep and lots of it so that's why he had plenty of nutrition potions and sleeping potions by his son's bed. He knew how long they lasted so knew to go before he woke properly.
Just as he had reached his son's room, the boy stirred.
He started panicking, Severus quickly began speaking to him, soothing him "It's ok son, calm down, calm down! That's it, its ok, calm,"
Harry called down, with that voice it was hard not to.
"Here drink this" said Severus, giving his son some water. He gulped down two glasses within a couple of minutes. The nutrition potion followed, he didn't want to drink it but he was fighting a loosing battle. He soon gave in; he didn't even fight when the sleeping potion was given to him.
Once that was down his throat he sighed, snuggling up, not fighting the sleep that was coming to him. He had never been cared for like this before, nor had anyone talk to him like that in what seemed like a very long time.
Once his son was asleep again, he decided to have a sleep himself. He was glad no one could get into his quarters he could stay here for now. Dumbledore was the only one that could get into his quarters. He could just tell Minerva he didn't hear her, too busy in his lab making potions if she went down and he wasn't there.