Secrets And Hidden Feelings (A Harry Potter Story)

Chapter 3

"Helena, what's going on?" Harry asks.

"You don't understand what he's done." I say.

"I know the things he's done. That's why he's being taken to the Ministry."

"No Harry he won't. He's mine. A lifetime in Azkaban is too easy for him. Crucio." Harris doubles over in pain.

"Helena, what are you doing? Stop." With a flick of my wand Harris stops thrashing in pain.

"He killed my Mum Harry." I say tears streaming down my face.

"I was only two. I never got a chance to know her."

"You look like Judy. You have her smile." With a flick of my wand he's thrashing in pain again.

"Don't you ever talk about my Mother." When I let him free of the Cruciatus curse he laughs.

"But you have your Father's temper." I send him thrashing in pain again.

"And you don't deserve to speak of my Father either. He was ten times the man you'll ever be."

"Helena." Harry says and I stop.

"Does he know?" Harris asks.

"Shut up."

"Know what?" Harry asks.

"Oh he doesn't."

"I said shut up." I rush forward and press the tip of my wand to Harris's throat.

"Your Father was a traitor. A two faced swine. A coward." I step back.

"Sectumsempra." Harris falls on his side, screaming in pain as thousands of cuts form on his body and he starts haemorrhaging.

"Wait, how did you know that Curse?" Harry asks and with a shake of my head my shoulder length brown hair turns black and my brown eyes change to that shade of brown that looks almost black.

"My Father was Severus Snape. I am Helena Snape." I watch as Harris continues to bleed out, crying in pain.

"Well this explains a lot." I look over at Harry to see him running his hands through his hair, looking at me like he's seen a ghost.

Turning back to Harris I cast Vulnera Sanentur and watch as the cuts heal. You're supposed to trace each wound to heal it but I tweaked the spell.

Harris lays on the ground, drained and pale.

"You know what it's like, Harry. I have to do this." I point my wand at Harris ready to send the curse that will end his life. That will give me my revenge.

"I do, Helena."

"Then walk away Potter. You won't have any part in this."

"Merlin, you sound like Snape." I laugh.

"I don't know why I never realized it before." I laugh again.

"Are you two going to stand there and talk all night or are you going to kill me." I step forward but Harry jumps between us.

"Please Harry. I must do this. He needs to pay."

"I know how you're feeling Helena. The hatred, all the pain, the sadness. When I saw Voldemort for the first time I was so angry. I wanted to kill him."

"You did in the end."

"Yes but at what cost?"

"The only one dying here is Harris." I go to step around Harry but he blocks me again.

"Helena, look at me." I can't. One look into his green eyes and I will crumble.

"This isn't you. You are better than this, better than him. Killing him it's not going to bring your Mum back."

"No but why does she get to die but he gets to live?"

"You're right, it's not fair. When Bellatrix killed Sirius I wanted to kill her. I almost did but looking back, killing her would have been too easy for her."

"Yeah well she got what was coming to her anyway. You're really not making a good point here. So just leave and let me finish this."

"Helena please." There's a pleading tone in his voice mixed with desperation.

"Here's a question. If the balance of the world didn't depend on it and you came face to face with Voldemort, what would you have done? Would you have killed him or let him walk away?"

"Helena, that's not fair. How can I answer that? He killed my Parents."

"Then you understand." I again go to step around him but he blocks me.

"Oh for Merlin sake's, just kill me." Harris yells.

"Shut up." I yell back at him.

"It's easy to let our minds go there. To let the hatred take over and become like the ones we hate. We all have light and dark inside us. It's what we choose that makes us who we are."

"He doesn't deserve to live." I mumble, my hand holding my wand starts to shake. Harry's hand covers it, wrapping around my wrist. His thumb rubbing my pulse point.

"Your Mum, she wouldn't want you to do this. Your Dad he, well I don't know. Would he?" I think before answering.

"No, he only wanted revenge on one person."

"Then walk away Helena. Put the wand down and let me take him in. He'll get the justice he deserves. Be the best of you." Shit. He had to quote something similar to what Dumbledore once said to my Dad.

My word, Severus, that I shall never reveal the best of you.

I wasn't there when he said it to him but I was told.

"Get him out of my sight." I say lowering my wand. Harry's hand cups my cheek and he pulls me forward to press a kiss to my forehead.

I watch as Harry walks over to Harries.

"Thank you." Harris says but Harry punches him.

"Let's get one thing straight. If it wasn't for the fact that I don't want to see her shut up in Azkaban, I would have walked out and let her do what she has to do. So don't thank me." He yanks Harris up and walks past me.

"I'll meet you back at the Ministry. I need a minute." I say and Harry nods. When I hear the door behind me close I let my wand drop to the floor and collapse. No tears come, I just feel numb.