Hogwarts and the Succubus (Book 1)

In Rememberance

Third person POV

Harry couldnt sleep at all that night. He stared at the necklace charm that once beat in sync to Isabella's. He longed to hear it beat just one more time and if it did he would up everything he had but the beat never came. Isabella's body was moved the parlor where she was layed on a table about her size. Harry sneeked down stares as quietly as he could and made his way into the dark parlor. "Lumos." He whispered as the tip of his wand lite up. He walked up to the table and took Isabella's hand and held it to his cheek. "I love you, Isabell. Like a mother, an angel, a friend, and even at times like a wife... but not like hugging, sex sort away, more like standing by you until the end of time." He said with a slight laugh. He looked down at her saddly. "You have been threw worse than death and you let a small killing curse kill you? Why? Why couldnt you have let Sirius take it? I couldnt bare losing anyone but you... I dont want to go on, I dont know how to without you! Why did you take that spell for him?!" He asked angrly as tears spilled down his face. Meanwhile, non other than Sirius was listening just outside the door with tears in the mans eyes. Listening to the way Harry talked about her was killing him. He gave a small snif and crept back up the stairs to his room as quietly as he could.

Remus stared up at the ceiling, in his bed, blankly. He was remembering the first time he and Isabella had sex, and the time he woke up in the shreiking shack to her sleeping next to him. He smiled but tears rolled down his face. He looked over at the pillow beside him and remembered when she layed there looking at him. He felt his inner wolf want to howl in sorrow. He sniffed and rolled over, feeling his pain start to dull but Severus could only wish his pain qas dulling.

At Hogwarts, in his chambers, sitting on his couch was a very emotional drunk man. Severus felt as though his heart was ripped from his chest and torn to shredds. He sobbed as he took another drink from his bottle of Fire Whiskey. He knew that tomorrow he had to go report this to the Dark Lord but right now he felt as though he had nothing to live for. He set the bottle down and took out his wand. He rolled it between his fingers, thinking about all the reasons why he could do it. He put the tip to his head and sobbed, trying to muster up all the hatred he held at the moment. He jumped as a knock came from the door. He got up and opened the door only to see Umbridge standing there. "Hello Severus- are you alright? You reek of alchol and death." She said as she crumpled up her nose. "What is it you need, Dolorise?" Severus asked lazily. "I need more truth syrum." She said with a giggle. "It will be ready by tomorrow evening." Severus said and slammed the door in her face. He slid to the floor and cried.

Voldemort was at his desk reading Severus's report. He froze at the words 'Isabella has been murdered on the account of two Death Eaters and the killing curse.' Tears rolled down his face as he put the letter down but quickly grew angry. He picked up his wand and left his room. He called a meeting as he stood at the top of the stairs. Once everyone was there, he spoke. "Yesterday in the early morning, Mrs Crow was killed by two individuals who acted against my wishes.... now who would you be?" Everyone looked amongst themselves but he noticed two people didnt move. "Mr. Karkaroff and Mrs. Lestrange... step forward." He hissed. They both stepped forward. "Now which one threw the curse?" Bellatrix didnt skip a beat. "It was him, my Lord. I tried to stop him but he did it anyway." She said and then bowed her head in respect. Voldemort looked at the shaking Igor. "Is this true, Karkaroff?" Voldemort asked while gripping his wand tighter. "Yes, my Lord." Igor whispered. Voldemort flicked his wand at Igor while screaming 'Avada Kadavra'. Igor dropped dead. "Nagini... dinner." He uttered as his large snake slithered down the stairs to the dead body. Voldemort disapperated.

Dumbledore was in his office, in his home, reading a book he had read many years ago. There had to be away around this.

The next morning, Molly woke up and did her rounds. She walked by the parlor but stopped upon seeing Harry sleeping on the chair. She frowned as she walked in. She went for Harry but jumped when a hand shot out and grabbed her wrist. She turned and saw Dumbledore. "Let him be." He whispered. She nodded and left. He looked at Isabella and smiled. Harry woke up and saw him. "Hello Professor." But Dumbledore didnt say anything. Harry huffed, kissed Isabella's lips, and left. A sigh left her lips.

Harry jumped suddenly and grabbed his necklace. His eyes widened as feeling a beat.

Severus was about to take another drink but stopped upon feeling something change.