LLL- I'm glad you like my story everyone, but school is about to start. And before school is labor day. *Sigh* I wish labor day were like Christmas.

Santa- Ho Ho Ho!

LLL- ?

Santa- Have you been nice or naughty little girl?

LLL- OK. I know I had writers block earlier but this is just ridiculous.

Jack Skellington- OK fat man, i'll take it from here

Santa- Well excuse me, but I do believe she said Christmas and I'm the joy bringer of that.

LLL- Actually, I forgot all about Jack. He's cool too.

Jack S- HA! I'm the joy bringer!

LLL- If one of yawl don't be the bringer of this disclaimer, you gone be on my list.

Jack- and Santa- ...

LLL- Whatever. I don't own harry potter

Jack S.- Or the nightmare before Christmas

Santa- Or Christmas

*3rd person POV(With Victoria)*

"Father," Victoria says. "We're going to Hogwarts."

"Don't you think it's a little early?"

"No. We have a traitor and if there's one thing I hate more than muggles, it's a traitor."

"Will you be able to destroy the entire barrier? Are you powerful enough for that yet?"

"Yes, but I'm afraid I'll have to stay behind. All I want is Severus. And I want him dead."

"Severus? You think he's the traitor?"

"No, I know he is. Now are you going to do it or do I have to take matters into my own hands?"

Voldemort shakes his head. He knows now that if she can take down the castle's entire barrier on her own, she is by far more powerful than him and doesn't have to take his orders, but she does still hold her protection, which should hold her off a little.

*Hermione's POV*

My vision is blurred by the tears in my eyes. It takes all of my will power not to turn around. What is happening to Snape. My Snape. I have to get to Harry and Ron and straighten things out.

I jog up to the Gryffindor tower. Before I'm even half way there, the entire castle vibrates and the stairs shake dangerously. Oh no. Cracking from all directions is heard. I see a figure in a cloak and mask apparate across from me. 'That's it!' Snape had a curse on him that prevented him from admitting he was a deatheater. But he isn't a deatheater... The curse must have been a betrayal curse and I triggered it. This is my fault. I turn around and run towards the dungeon.

All of the people in the portraits run through each other's portraits. Not long after, I see the fat lady. I stop.

"Fat Lady?"

"Please dear, not now."

"What is everyone running from."

"Deatheaters. Deatheaters have taken over all of the house dormitories."

"Then where are all of the students?"

"Running away, just like I'm doing." She doesn't wait for me to ask another question and runs off. Deatheaters are in the castle. All over, but how? Another large vibration is felt and dust falls from the ceilings. I hear footsteps and I continue to the dungeon. Just as I get to the stairs, a deatheater appears in front of me. I stop and pull out my wand as they point theirs at me.

They shoot a spell at me and I duck hitting them with stupefy. The deatheater falls to the ground. A get to his door and try to open it, but it won't budge. I must be too late.

"SNAPE! PLEASE SNAPE!" I bang on the door. The door slings open and I'm face to face with a deatheater. I try to back up but I hit a wall. As I'm pulling out my wand, there is a green flash and the deatheater falls to the ground. Up runs Snape, he wraps his arms around me and embraces me as if he will never hold me again. His body is warm and his arms are strong. When there is another strong vibration through the castle, he lets go and pulls my hand up the stairs.

We run as fast as we can past other students standing around and taking cover from falling objects. We get to the Great Hall and he shuts the large oak doors.

"Listen to me," he demands. "I don't care what happens, listen to what I say. I'm leaving you and you can't look for me."

"No. What's happening Snape?"

"The deatheaters know I'm a traitor and now they are looking for me. It's not you they want, it's me. But if they find out what you mean to me, they won't hesitate to hurt you."

Tears roll down my cheeks. "No Snape. If you're going to go anywhere take me with you. Please. I won't let you leave me. I love you."

"I ..." The oak doors open, interrupting Snape and hundreds of students flood in, following Dumbledore and McGonagall. The headmaster looks at Snape and Hermione. Snape stands turns to Dumbledore. "I'm sorry I brought this upon the castle. I just couldn't..."

"I know Severus and it's OK. I understand what this girl means to you and I would have done the same if I were in your shoes, but now is not the time for apologetic speeches."

I am much confused by this. "Headmaster," I ask. "You knew? About us?" Every student in the great hall is quiet, trying their best to hear every syllable of what is being said.

"Why yes I did. Professor Trelawney has a very interesting way of seeing things if I may say so myself." He gets serious. "Severus, you don't have much time."

Suddenly, the wall to our left explodes revealing a big hole.

*Snape's POV*

Through the hole walks in, Draco, Fenrir, Rowle, Carrow, and Dolohov. All of the Sirians. But the person that gets the most gasps and screams is The Dark Lord himself. He gets a good look at the terrified students and smiles.

"Do you all really want to take me on?" A lot of the students back away and many more run. He looks at me and he glares. "I'm disappointed Severus. I thought you were my most loyal, but now I see how blind I was." He looks over to Hermione and I scoot slowly in front of her, trying not to seem obvious. It would have worked if Hermione hadn't grabbed on to my arm at the very sight of Voldemort. I look down at her and see her fear.

The Dark Lord sticks his nose in the air and his face scrunches. "I can smell her tainted blood from where I stand. I am truly ashamed of you Severus. You gave up all the power you had for a filthy mudblood."

Despite how scared I am, I know what he's thinking and I won't let him. I step in front of Hermione and pull out my wand. "Yes Lord Voldemort, and I would go to the ends of the world and back to keep it that way, not changing a thing for my life."

He takes out his and says, "Then I'll just have to take it." The Sirians behind him remove their wands and the students behind me step back some more. Some actually pull out their wands as well.

The battle begins. Voldemort and I go hand and hand. I get a glance of the other Sirians taking to souls of students and Fenrir sinking his teeth in others. It takes me a second to realize that I've lost sight of Hermione. She isn't near me. Distracted looking for her, Voldemort has an open space to get me.

From out of nowhere, Potter comes from out of the crowd and yells, "Sectumsepra." It hits Voldemort square in the chest. He kneels down and looks at Harry. "This isn't your day Harry Potter. Not your day to die and yet you still interfere."

"Your right, it's not my day to die. But any day is your day." Voldemort smirks deviously, but grows weaker as he loses blood. He looks over to the side and his eyes widen. Then he apparates. I look over to where he did and on the ground is Hermione with a deatheater over top of her. The deatheater looks my way and apparates.

I run towards her and all the students follow me. I place my fingers on her neck, but there is no pulse. Her arm has a deep scratch in it and her skin is pale.

"NO!" I yell. It echo's off the walls and a lot of the students flinch. "Don't leave me. You can't." I lean on her chest and cry. I don't want them to, but the tears just flow out. I don't care who's around anymore. "Hermione. I know you can hear me. You are strong. You can make it through anything. You've made it through all of my shit. You can make it through this. I know you can. Please." I know she's gone, but I don't want to believe it. So many things I didn't get to do. So many things I didn't get to tell her. "I need you! I love you. I LOVE YOU!"

Every student behind me gasps, but I don't care anymore. Suddenly, her eyes move. The breath gets caught in my throat as she blinks again. Her eyes squint open, full of tears. She smiles and says "I love you too." I snatch her up and embrace her.

"I almost lost you." I breathe. She snuggles into me, unable to speak. "Never scare me like that again." She goes unconscious, but I don't panic because she has a pulse. She'll be OK.

*Victoria's POV*

"I'm sorry," Voldemort says. "I didn't want you to have to come down there. You used up a lot of energy."

I look at my father and nod. "That's alright. Everything will pay off in due time. It didn't go as planned, but we'll get over it. We may have lost that battle, but I'm going to see to it that we win the war. Remember, when something is lost, others are gained." I look down at the scratch on my arm and heal it, leaving a scar shaped as a D with an S inside of it.

LLL- Hey people. I hope you enjoyed it. The disclaimer was The nightmare before Christmas and more is coming up. Promise. Please Review.

Hermione- She still has bad spelling and grammar so excuse her ridiculous mistakes.

LLL- My grammar ain't that bad.

Hermione- Yeah. You just keep believing that.