"It's him, it's always been him."
Ophelia Anderson is a new student attending hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry in 1991 meeting two boys and a bushy haired girl on the train completely changing her life. The four or most commonly known as...
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Ophelia frowns as Hermione tells the girl to be quiet as they walk behind, watching as the interesting scene takes place.
"You have performed extraordinary measures with this wand my Lord, in the last few hours," Snape stands frozen as Voldemort enters the broken room.
"No.. Now, I am extraordinary, this wand resists me."
"There is no wand, more powerful, Olivander himself has said it, tonight. When the boy comes it will not fail you i'm sure of it. It answers to you, and you only."
"Does it?" Voldemort whispers, evil taking over a smirk looking at the Professor.
"The wand.. Does it truly answer to me? Your a clever man, Severus. Surely you must know. Where does it's true loyalty lie?"
"With you." Snape quickly replies, "Of course, my Lord."
"The Elder Wand, can not serve me properly because I am not it's true master, The Elder Wand belongs to the Wizard who kills it's last owner, you killed Dumbledoor Severus. While you live, The Elder Wand can not truly be mine, you've been a good and faithful servant Severus, but only I can live... Forever."
"My Lord-" Snape begins before Voldemort sends a spell to Snape causing him to fall back, Ophelia widens her eyes at the sight.
"Nagini. Kill." Voldemort demands, Ophelia looks away as the scene happens, Ron holds her head into his chest as the sounds of terror come from inside.
The Quartet slowly walk into the horrific sight, Ophelia, Hermione and Ron stand beside the door as Harry walks up to Snape.
"Give me something, quickly. A flask, anything." Harry turns to Hermione who quickly gets something from her pocket.
"You have your mothers eyes." Snape whispers to Harry, as he swallows thickly.
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The Quartet slowly walk into the empty Courtyard, Ophelia looks around as no sight of any fighting or damage is happening.
"Where is everyone?" Ophelia asks, looking around in concern as the Quartet make their way to the great hall.
They slowly open the doors, Ophelia walks in looking as her friends smile at her tiredly with injuries, Ron freezes as he spots his family huddled around, he runs toward them.
Ophelia looks at what's happening, "Ron.." she whispers, he eyes watering as Fred lies with the ghost of his smile left on his face,
She turns to the couple lying next to them, their hands intertwined, her hand flies to her mouth, as her heart felt like stopping.
A tear falls from her eyes, as she lies down next to them sobbing into them as she sees her cousin and 'second Dad' this way.
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Ron sits on the wrecked stairs with Hermione and Ophelia his tears dried from crying, Ophelia holds his hand as she tries to keep it together for him.
"He's watching over you, Ron.. I promise." she whispers, Ron nods slightly sniffling.
Harry slowly walks up to the three, "I thought you were going to the Forest?" Hermione wonders standing up quickly.
"I'm going there now."
"Are you mad?" Ron shakes his head in denial, Ophelia braces herself as she knows what's going to happen.
"You can't give yourself up to him? What is it Harry? What is it you know." Hermione walks closer to the boy.
"There is a reason I can hear the Horcruxes, I think i've known for a while, and I think you have too."
Ophelia looks down, knowing her assumption was correct, Harry was a Horcrux himself and there was nothing they could do to stop it.
"I'll go with you." Ophelia cries shakily,
"No." Harry shakes his head, "Kill the snake. Kill the snake, then it's just him."
Ophelia launches her arms around Harry without a second thought, Harry closes his eyes hugging her back, "Can you tell my Dad, I love him.." she whispers.
Harry nods his head, "Of course, Oph. I need to go," He shuts his eyes.
"I love you, Harry." She whispers, Harry tries not to cry as he knows she meant it in a platonic way.
"I love you too." Ophelia let's a tear stream down her face, knowing how he meant it too. She watches him slowly make his way down the stairs.