Sephy stirred slightly, groaning as she came into consciousness. Her eyes fluttered before opening fully, allowing Sephy to survey her surroundings. She sat up immediately as she realised where she was. The Shrieking Shack? The last thing she remembered was...

She vaguely heard someone say her name as she dropped onto her knees by her father, her face pale and her eyes wide. Her hands trembled as she lifted her fingers towards his face, gently stroking his cheek while gazing into his open lifeless eyes...

Then everything went black.

Sephy choked back a sob as the image of her father's dead, lifeless eyes came into view. She held back her tears as another thought entered her mind...what about everyone else? How did she get here? Uncle Remus must have brought me here when I passed out, she reasoned. She stood up, willing herself to hold it together and not think of her dad. How about the others? Uncle Remus? Harry? With those thoughts she ran out of the Shrieking Shack, not prepared for what she was about to see.

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"Oh my God," she whispered to herself as she took in the sight in front of her.

Bodies. Everywhere.

She stumbled forward unsteadily, breathing rapid and shallow. She looked up and her eyes widened in horror.

The Dark Mark.

Voldemort had won. The Dark side had one. Which meant that Harry was dead.

Sephora tripped over something, falling to her knees. She turned around to see what it was and let out a painful sob as she recognised the body of her Godfather.

"Moony," she sobbed as she pulled his head onto her lap. She put her forehead against his as she cried in anguish. She cried for her father, for Remus, for Harry. Then she cried even more for everyone who had died today, and for how the world she knew it had changed. She didn't know how much time went by until she heard some footsteps moving towards her. She gasped and quickly turned around while still kneeling on the floor, holding her wand out ahead in front of her, her wand hand shaking slightly. Tears blurred her vision as a figure dressed in Death Eater robes appeared in front of her, hood up and Death Eater mask on.

"Stay away from me," she warned, her voice shaking. She attempted to sound brave, but knew that her position kneeling on the floor was a disadvantage and the Death Eater knew it too.

The Death Eater slowly took off his mask, not bothering to draw his wand.

"P-P-Professor Snape?" Sephy stammered, lowering her wand as well. Snape looked as shocked as she was. Suddenly Sephy stood up and ran towards Snape and threw her arms around his neck. She knew he was a spy for the Order, and perhaps the only one alive who was part of the Light side. At first his body went completely rigid, before he relaxed and put his arms around her gently, for lack of knowing what to do. As she cried into the crook of his shoulder, he stroked her hair awkwardly.

"Miss Black," he said gently, "you need to pull yourself together."

Sephy straightened up, removing her arms from him, slightly embarassed at having cried in front of her snarky professor. She wiped her eyes and looked up at him.

"Oh, Professor," she said, her voice breaking as she started to tear up again. She didn't know what else to say, all her questions incorporated into those two words. Snape looked like he was about to say something until they heard someone behind them.

"Well, well well. If it isn't beautiful Miss Black."Until next time! Not my best work I know...I promise it will get better!