Our little secret

Chapter 66

Ophelia hid behind a ruined boat as she Harry, Hermione and Ron watched the conversation between Voldemort and Snape "My Lord?" Snape asked calmly "The wand, des it truly answer to me?" Voldemort replied "You're a clever man Severus. Surely you must know" he continued walking around Professor Snape "Where does it's true loyalty lie?" "With you...of course my Lord"  "The Elder wand cannot serve me properly because I am not it's true master.The Elder wand belongs to the person who killed it's last master" Ophelia's jaw dropped. The Elder wand belonged to Snape. he stared silently as she put the pieces together in her head. Voldemort was going to kill Snape, from the look on his face Harry had figured this out too. "You killed Dumbledore, Severus. While you live, the Elder wand cannot truly be mine. You've been a good and faithful servant Severus" Ophelia looked on as Snape's hand fell in shock but he made no move to stop what was undeniably going to happen "but only I can live forever" "My lord-" he started to speak but with a swift movement Voldemort had silenced him. Ophelia noticed a streak of blood slowly spread on Snape's clothes before her fell to the translucent glass wall which they hid behind causing her to flinch back. "Nagini, kill" Ophelia tightened her fists as she heard several thumps on the wall from Nagini repeatedly attacking Snape.

Once she heard the familiar sound of Voldemort apparating, she rushed into the room to Snapes side. Harry rushed in after her, placing his hand over the cut. Opheia's heart broke as she saw a tear fall from Snapes eye "Take them" Snape whispered to her with whatever strenght he had left, signaling to his eyes "Give me something. A flask. Anything!" Harry yelled to Hermione, who quickly handed him a small vial in which Harry collected Snapes next few tears "Take them to the Pensieve" he said to Harry who was staring at the jar "Look at me" he turned to Ophelia now "You have your mother's eyes" were his last words to her before he took his final breath. Harry let go of him, helping Ophelia to her feet.

"You have fought valiantly, but in vain. I do not wish this, every drop of magical blood spilled is a terrible waste. I therefore command my forces to retreat. In their absence, dispose of your dead with dignity. Potters, I now speak directly to you. On this night, you have allowed your friends to die for you rather than face me yourselves. There is no greater dishonor.. Join me in the Forbidden forest to confront your fates. If you do not do this, I shall kill every last man, woman and child who tries to conceal you from me" Ophelia fell back to the ground as Voldemort finally exited her mind. Though his words still echoed

|||  

As Ophelia walked into the Great Hall, she couldn't help but think over what Voldemort had said. She saw all the students that had risked their lived for her and her brother. They didn't deserve this. To lose their friends, and family. She looked over to Parvati and Ms. Trewlaney as they place a cloth over her sister's limp body. She stopped in her tracks seeing the Weasley family. Her heart seemed to pound in her ears. She rushed over to them, kneeling down beside the limp body. It couldn't be.

She looked at Molly and she held the person close, sobbing into their shoulder. She looked up meeting Ophelia's eyes, filled with tears "I'm sorry dearie" Molly said reaching for her but she pulled away shaking her head. She stood up, shaking her head in disbelief "That's not him- it's not Fred". She felt a hand reach for her but pushed it away harshly George reached to hug her but at that moment her heart stopped and she fell to her knees. It isn't him, she repeated in her head "Lia" It was Harry now "It's not him" she was calmer now. She reached for his hand holding it in hers, tears streaming down her face. She wanted to scream as she lay her chest on his shoulder and she felt Molly stroke her head  Fred would have wrapped his hand around her, told her they'd get through it, but he hadn't, she imagined a cold space on her back where he would normally have placed his hand to rest.

Another two limp bodies caught her eye Maxwell and Tonks, their hands linked together, She gripped onto her shirt. Her hands were shaking. She got off her knees and looked around the hall once more. She started to walk towards the door, she heard George and the rest call after her but she didn't stop. She knew what had to be done

A/N Don't be vexxed chill. I'll fix it i swr