Innocence | Severus Snape x Reader

54 - Death

"Department of Mysteries. They got that bit right didn't they." Ron said as we all stood up. I looked at the prophecy in my hand. I needed to keep it hidden. 

I took out my small bag and shoved it in there with the rest of my useless knickknacks, then put the small bag back into my pocket. 

"The voices, can you tell what they're saying?" Harry asked. I looked up to see him approaching an archway in the middle of the room we were in if that's what you want to call it. There was this silvery sheen in the archway. There were whispers coming from it. 

"There aren't any voices, Harry," Hermione said. "Let's get out f here." 

"I hear them too," Luna spoke, approaching Harry's side. I stayed where I stood. 

"As do I," I said quietly. I was confused as to why Hermione couldn't hear them, but the three of us could. 

"Harry, it's just an empty archway," Hermione said. She couldn't even see the silk in the middle of it. "Please, Harry" 

Harry turned around and looked up, I followed his eyes and saw the Death Eaters as well. 

"Get behind me!" I said, standing in front of the teenagers. I pointed my wand up. 

We were quickly shrouded in a cloud of black smoke. All I could hear was the whish of the Death Eaters flying around us. I couldn't see the kids, I couldn't see Harry. 

I felt arms pressing my own behind my back, and when everything had cleared, Death Eaters had each of us pinned looking in on Harry, who was in the middle of the room with Lucius. I imagined the Death Eater that held me was my Father. 

I heard a dark chuckle as Lucius approached Harry. 

"Did you actually believe, or were you truly naive enough to think that children stood a chance against us?" Lucius walked past Harry and looked at me. 

This was all my fault. I should have taken more charge, I shouldn't have even let them come this was my fault. No. No, they would have come with or without me, there would have been no stopping Potter. I should have done better though. The Order should be here soon, right? 

"I'll make this simple for you, Potter." Lucius turned and stuck his hand out to Harry. "Give me the prophecy now, or watch your friends die." 

There was a long pause. No one said anything. 

"Don't give it to him Harry!" Neville said, earning a shushing from my aunt. 

Harry reluctantly handed it over anyway. 

I couldn't tell if that was the right or wrong choice.

There was a flash of a white cloud, and Sirius appeared behind Lucius, wh turned around to face him. 

"Get away from my godson," Sirius said quite charismatically, before punching Lucius. 

The core members of the Order had arrived, freeing each of us from the Death Eater that had confined us, scattering them across the room. 

While Harry and Sirius did whatever it was men like them do, I ushered the rest of the initial group into a safe corner. Blocking whatever spell misfired or aimed at us. 

"Stay here," I said to them, before ducking back out into the open. Of course, my father seemed to have his eye out for me, so I began dueling him. 

Everyone was fighting, either on the ground or in the air. Sirius and Harry had taken the center, fighting Lucius and another Death Eater. 

"Damn you," I said to my father, who just didn't seem to want to quit. 

"Miss mummy, do we?" He asked me. 

"You know what happened to her?" I asked, aggressively firing a spell at him. 

"I was looking for you. She didn't know where you went and just went on and on," as he talked we continued to wordlessly fire and block spells back and forth. "So I killed her." He said pausing. 

I paused myself. He killed her. 

When? At what point? Two years ago when I visited the house and found it empty? Had it been that long? Was I really so careless? 

This wasn't my fault it was his. 

"Fuck you." I fired a spell at him, which sent him flying back into the wall. It seemed like quite the powerful hit because he didn't get up. 

"Avada Kedavra!" I heard from across the room. I looked up to see Bellatrix fire the spell. 

I tried to block it, to shield it from its intended victim. I tried. I was but a moment short, and it hit Sirius.

He fell back and was taken into the sheen of the archway. 

Not again. 

I heard Harry scream, but I could do nothing. I didn't even know what I was looking at as I fell to my knees. I didn't have it in me to cry. 

I saw Harry run towards the door out of the corner of my eyes as I stared at nothing.

I did it again. I let someone die. My mother, Cedric, Sirius. It should have been me. Why didn't I die? Why was all of the only good family I had left, all gone? Why Sirius? 

I didn't even get to know my uncle, and just like that, he was gone.

"You have to get up, Y/n." Someone said to me, grabbing my shoulders. 

"I've nothing left..." I said dejectedly. A hand brought my face up. It was Tonks. She was only a year older than me. Was she in the same boat?

"You have Harry." She said. " You have Snape." Her tone was hushed after that last part. 

She was right. All wasn't lost, I had Severus. And if I gave up now he would soon be lost too. 

I got to my feet and looked around. They had the rest of the Death Eaters taken care of. 

"Get the children out of here," Remus instructed, and I obliged. 

As we left the room and entered the main entrance of the Ministry, we quickly found that it was a complete and utter mess. Dust coated the floor, glass was broken, and in the middle of it, all was Harry, who seemed to be contouring in pain on the ground, and Dumbledore who was knelt beside him. 

"You're the weak one. And you'll never know love or friendship. And I feel sorry for you." Harry said. I didn't know who he was talking to. 

I watched as Harry continued to struggle, then something left his body. Voldemort constructed himself, then leaned over the boy, Dumbledore only looked up at him. 

"You're a fool, Harry Potter. And you will lose... everything." Voldemort said. 

Before anything more could happen, there was the sound of whooshes. It was the floor network. They were here. The Aurors... the minister. They were all here. And even though Voldemort fled, they saw him, and we had proof in the other room in Death Eaters. 

"He's back." The Minister said. 

Sweet relief.  

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I stood in the silence of my own chambers and held the prophecy in my hand. It was such a small thing I couldn't help but wonder if it was some minuscule thing, perhaps something that had already happened.

As I looked at the small, glowing orb, it began to move from within. I could make out a face.

"The girl who survives the curse that kills will take the place of the most powerful when he falls, but only can she take his place when all that is lost revives from love."