Valencia Snape is introduced to Hogwarts in her fourth year with a certain purpose before her. She finds herself making some very hard, life-threatening decisions based off love. But, what if this purpose is something set in stone that you have no c...
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As he walked to the Forbidden Forest, the Snitch opened to Harry's touch. It revealed the Resurection Stone, which he used to see James, Lily, Sirius, and Remus. It didn't work like it was rumored to. Their spirits just appeared to him, he couldn't touch them. They promised to stay with him through it all, assuring him it wouldn't hurt. They reminded him how proud they were of him. He dropped the small Resurrection Stone on the forest floor so that no one could ever find it again, hopefully. Just when they thought he wasn't coming, Harry walked out of the shadows and to the clearing where they all stood. Voldemort turned to face him, then. The boy he's always wanted to kill.
He looked over to see Hagrid, whom they had tied up. "Harry? No! What are you doing here?!"
"Quiet!" They hushed him.
Harry wasn't scared or worried, not now. He knew he'd be with his family and his loved ones in the afterlife. And he knew that the others were going to end Voldemort once and for all. He knew what he was dying for, and he felt good about it.
"Harry Potter." The name rolled off his tongue so smoothly. "The Boy Who Lived. Come to die." He raised his wand, then. Harry didn't even have one on him. He closed his eyes tightly. Voldemort pulled his arm back and yelled with every ounce of his being, "Avada Kedavra!"
For a brief moment in the afterlife, Harry spoke with Dumbledore. He expressed how proud and fond of him he was. His afterlife was white and comfortable. It looked faintly like King's Cross Station, only cleaner and without all the trains. He explained a few things to him, like Severus and Lily, then said, "Help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who deserve it."
There was a large burst of green light when Voldemort casted the curse. It filled the entire forest, making them cover their eyes. Voldemort was even knocked back by it. Bellatrix quickly helped him up. He pushed her off of him, though. Narcissa went to check if he was dead, and she was surprised to feel a pulse. If he could survive the killing curse twice... She knew exactly what she wanted to say and do as she thought about those words Val said to her so long ago. "Are they alive? Draco, is he alive? Val?"
He slightly nodded his head. She got up then, and looked at them all.
"Dead." She confirmed, lying directly to them all. She'd played her cards right, never actually becoming a Death Eater but being in Voldemort's main circle considering he wanted her at her husband's side. She knew now was her chance, her chance to convert to the side of light. She fooled him, proving her allegiance to Harry and the others.
Harry knew he was still alive because of his mother's love. He knew that protected him. But he also knew that the Horcrux, the part of Voldemort's soul inside of him, was dead. He'd seen it in the afterlife, curled up like some weird infant. He knew, with Narcissa's help, they were going to defeat Voldemort once and for. And her help wouldn't go unnoticed, he wouldn't let it. He knew what they were going through, all of the Malfoys. They had changed their allegience and served the Order well. Without them, they couldn't have gotten through this.
