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Okay. This was going to be the final chapter! But, it got longer than I wanted it to end, so I decided to extend it to one more chapter. I know it's like perfect to end with nine chapters, for nine lives, but, the story ends where it ends.

Catastrophic Result

The annoying little Know-it-All, that had bested him since she first sent him drowning in the lake had been bested. Since she caused a roof to cave in on him, someone had caused her life to come crashing down. Since she made a tree to cut him down, a curse had snuck up behind her and killed her.

Snape wasn't so sure how to react to her actual death. There she was, lying on her back, with her eyes wide open in shock and her mouth agape.

The little Know-it-All was gone.

Snape looked up at the cause of it. Gollin came skipping forward with a triumphant smile on his face.

"Took care of that little Potter fan, didn't I?"He came right up to Granger and kicked her feet. "If I couldn't get Potter, I at least got her. How about that Snape? Snape?"

Snape was glaring up at Gollin. His back was arching, and he was hissing and spitting.

"What's gotten into you?" Gollin asked as he backed away. "You're acting stranger than before?"

Snape didn't answer. Instead he pounced right onto an unprepared Gollin. He cried out as he felt Snape's claws sink into the flesh under his robes.

"What are you doing! Are you crazy!"

Gollin wheeled around and tried to shake him off, but he was hooked in tight. Snape had his legs wrapped around him and was now clawing at his face. His tail was bristling with fury.

"You're mad! You're a mad cat!"

"You killed her!" Snape shouted. "You killed Granger!"

"AAAaahhh! What do you care? AAAAhhh, she was,…our enemy!"

"She was mine!"

"Who cares who killed her!"

With one last turn, Gollin was finally able to shake Snape off who landed perfectly on his feet. Gollin quickly pulled out his wand and pointed it at him. Snape tensed, knowing what was coming.

"You've gone mad," Gollin declared. "This has all been too much for you. The Dark Lord will understand if you don't come back."

Even though Snape knew there was a great chance he would come back, he still said what Monna often said when he died.

"Bloody hell."

Oddly enough, death didn't come. What came was Gollin's scream of pain. He started dancing about on one leg and shaking the other which had Monna's jaws clapped onto his ankle.

"Get your bloody turtle off me!"

"I don't know Gollin. She's rather protective of me."

"AAAAAaaahhhh! She's drawing blood! I'm infected! She's infected me."

"I may be able to make it alright again," Snape said loudly over his screams. "If you promise to forget my temporary maddened state."

"Anything! Anything!"

Snape nodded and looked down at the turtle.

"Monna!"

She let go and went soaring until she hit some bushes. Monna landed with a heavy thump.

"Thanks for cushioning my fall!" she shouted to Snape from behind the leaves.

Gollin whimpered as Snape came forward with a little smirk on his face. He pulled out his wand and gave his bite a gentle tap, making it heal.

"We have a deal Gollin?"

"Y-yes, of course," he said shakily.

"Shake," Snape demanded.

Gollin reached out a shaky hand and Snape grabbed it and pulled him close.

"You spread word of what happened, and I'll be sure and spread word of the fact that you failed to track down Potter for the second time, and that the best you could do was to tear down one of his little friends that could have been used as live bait."

Gollin gasps, then quickly turned and ran away. Snape was now left with a lifeless Hermione. Though it had been his goal to best her, he had never intended to actually kill her. He stepped up to her, not knowing what to feel. Monna slowly walked up to his side.

"She's gone now Monna. She'll never be able to murder me again."

Monna stared at the girl curiously. "You know. Since you seem to possess much of my cat self, you could, bring her back to life the same way I did you."

"And how, exactly, would I do that?"

"Well….," Monna gave a long, dramatic pause. "With a kiss."

"WHAT!"

"It's a cat's kiss of life."

Snape sneered and stared down at the girl.

"If that's what it takes, then it's probably best she stay dead."

Monna frowned.

"For the poor girl's sake, I agree."

"What!" he hissed. "Are you telling me, that I'm not good enough to..to..to kiss…Granger?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying," Monna said slyly. "Your lips are probably as greasy as your hair." Snape's tail bushed up immediately. "You're not magically powerful enough to restore her. You don't have the lip power to—"

"I'll show you who has the lip power!" he cried as he bent down to one knee and lifted up her head. With little hesitation, he lowered his head and planted a kiss on her lips. Snape felt an odd, tingling sensation circulating throughout his body. He felt that same sensation pour downward through his lips. When it was over, he pulled away. Hermione gasped and drew in a deep breath, then her eyes fluttered open. Her big brown eyes found Snape who gently laid her down and stepped away.

"You…I..I was dead, and you..what happened?" she cried.

"Yes you were, Ms. Granger. If you hadn't been so careless, I might not have had to…," he paused and cleared his throat awkwardly, "You can thank me later. Come Monna."

Snape started to turn away, with Monna in his arms.

"Wait!"

Hermione cried. Snape stopped.

"There's nothing more to be said between us," Snape said without turning to face her. "We are even. Find Potter, and that imbecile Weasley, and try not to get yourself killed."

Hermione wanted to question him, but wasn't sure what to ask. She allowed him to walk away without cursing him.

When they were far enough away, Monna turned to Snape.

"So, that's the end of it? Between you and her?"

Snape set her turtle self down and glared at her.

"That's the end of me and her, but it's not the end of you and me. Out with it Monna! Who or what are you? What am I?"

Monna gave a sigh before answering.

"What I am…or what I was..is what you are now. I'm a turtle remember? Just look at me." Monna shook her head in annoyance. "If you just had the decency to change me back—"

"I already told you, a curse like that combined can't undo anything. An attempt to change you back might really extinguish all nine of your lives. Now out with it."

Monna gave a heavy sigh.

"Then, I suppose, I'll have to get used to life as a turtle, and you'll have to get used to my job."

"Which is?"

"I was one of the last of my kind. As far as I know, there were only about four others left, or maybe nine. We're peace bringers."

"Peace bringers from where?" Snape growled.

"From a hidden part of the magical world. Our ancestors took on the role of guardians to wizards or witches."

"You mean familiars, talking, annoying familiars."

"No, peace bringing guardians. That's different. In the past, we went where the trouble was. Where disruption or war was starting among wizards and chose one to put an end to it. To ease things back to the way they were."

"Why?" Snape hissed. His tail twitched in annoyance. "What's it to do with you? Why not keep your nose out of it?"

"I don't know. It's just a role my…well, now your ancestors have taken up. Our ability and interest in judging a person, one person we believed could help change things for the better, but now…the majority of us have died out."

"If they're all like you, I'm not surprised," Snape sneered. "If you had kept your noses out of our problems and stopped acting like angels, you might have survived."

"Yeah, and I might not be at risk for becoming turtle soup," said Monna bitterly. "But, obviously I can't do it anymore. You'll have to."

"I don't think so!" He hissed with a glare.

"But..but you have to!" Monna moaned. "There's so few of us left, and you'll have to carry on the tradition!"

"I don't have to carry on anything! Just because I happen to look like you, or part of you! Why did you choose me anyways? To ruin my life?"

"No, no. I could tell. You were a complicated figure, yet, you were in-between both sides of the war, which meant you were the one most likely to end it. That's why I feared you committing a murder on that girl, but instead you gave her that vital piece of information."

"I'm not responsible for other's choices. Just because she took it to Potter, and he did something with it, does not mean I am a hero."

"No…you're definitely not a hero," she agreed. "But you were the proper choice."

"Maybe because I was going to spare that information all along. I was playing both sides. It was my job to help see an end to the war! It had nothing to do with some lousy cat that's been jabbering away in my ear. You think you're my conscious or something? You had nothing to do with my ending the war. It was planned all along."

Moanna seemed shocked as well as hurt by his speech. She then lowered her reptilian like head.

"I'm no fortune teller you know. How was I suppose to know it was planned."

"Worst guardian of all time," Snape sneered.

"Give me a break. There was hardly any of my kind around to learn from. I'm still kind of new at this."

"What?"

"I've visited this part of the magical world before. Visited Hogwarts grounds many times in the past even though there was no trouble, or war."

"What about the first war? When the Dark Lord came to power?"

Monna pulled her head in a bit into her shell.

"I was too scared to participate in that. To go searching for a guardian. I promised myself I would find one this time, and not be scared. Now, the only thing I'm scared of is being a turtle."

After a moment of letting the silence cover them, Snape pulled out his wand. Monna pulled her head out and stared in horror at it.

"You're not, still planning on killing me are you?"

"Believe it or not, no. I'm going to get rid of this cat suit once and for all."

"What makes you think you can get rid of it so easily? If you couldn't undo my turtle suit."

"This is different," he said as he pointed the wand at himself.

"No, DON'T!" Monna shouted as she proceeded to stop him, but her turtle outfit forced her to move slowly.

She was too slow. Snape had already muttered a curse. There was a blinding flash of white light. Monna shut her eyes and turned away.

When it was gone, she heard something heavy hit the ground. Monna looked around and hurried up to him as fast as her short legs could move. She stood next to Snape with a shocked look on her face.

"Oh…bloody hell."

I know you're probably dying to know what happened to Snape! You know the only time Monna ever says "bloody hell". Anyways, stay tuned for what really will be the final chapter. By the way, this challenge also involved using prompts, I've used them all. They were the following: socks, bungalow, turtle, curse of the bogies, and the quote "I thought you were dead."