Death's Mediator

Hanging on

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1992 – unknown, Hogwarts, Scotland

Darkness. That was all that surrounded her. It was a deafening silence, not even a slight buzz from a possible headache. But there in the middle of the darkness, she could feel something. Just what was it?

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Her sister had been gone for quite a while, she couldn't help but worry knowing that vera wasn't a particularly merciful opponent in a confrontation. Especially the other person was skilled in aggravating her. Looking around at all those that ambled around her, Cypress couldn't stop the slight worry that embedded itself into her gut. Vera always did tell her that she had instincts for a reason and one shouldn't ignore them.

This feeling only increased when Lillian barreled her way into the common room from their dorms. Her haunches her raised and teeth were barred in a menacing fashion, but it wasn't directed at any of them. Lillian in all her aggression kept running forward and out of the common room into the actual school.

Cypress didn't hesitate in following her sister's wolf. She never realized the others following her, she thought that the pounding of the feet behind her were the beating of her heart. Skipping every other step into the main hallway that connects the dungeons and the above ground rooms, Cypress didn't need to have a super sense of smell to catch that metallic iron smell in the air.

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He was lucky not to have been brewing a potion when his alarm went off. Though it wasn't just any alarm, it was the personal alarm that he put on Veratrum Potter when she joined his slytherins. Not only was she one of his snakes, she was also his submissive mate, he had to take extra special care for her. When that alarm went off the quill in his hand feel to the floor after splattering the last bit of red ink on the desk. He ignored it as he whirled out of his room. He saw the last of his other snakes head up the stairs and he wondered briefly if Veratrum's younger sister knew at that her sister was in danger.

Following closely, he was soon assaulted by the smell of blood. He knew that scent intimately, it was his nutrition, but he knew this blood wasn't prey. This blood was from his mate, and whoever hurt his mate enough to make her bleed would feel the wrath of an enraged vampire.

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All of them stopped about 1.52 meters (5ft) from the girl's body. The sight that met them all shocked them, causing them all to stop dead. Liliana continued being careful to avoid any damaged area, nudging at her cheek and whining for a response. Cypress's steps were wobbly before falling to her knees not caring about the blood that was soaking into her stockings and the edge of her skirt. Before she knew it her voice ran away from her calling out to Vera. It seemed that Cypress's cry was what broke Professor Snape from his stunned stupor. Carefully making his way to the injured girl, Snape snapped at everyone crowding around.

"All of you get back! I need to get her to the infirmary immediately!" Snape knew better than to touch her which might aggravate her wounds even more, he carefully levitated her body behind him, he cast a spell on her to keep her from losing any more blood. "Peverell you're with me to inform Pomphrey of anything health wise, Malfoy, Zabini, Nott, Greengrass you all go get the headmaster and McGonagall. The rest of you, one of you order a house elf to clean ONLY the blood. We might need to see if there were any magical signatures in the area. Stress that to them, then head back to the dorms. Stay there until I inform you of anything."

Even as he was walking away, they all still heard him and headed off to perform their designated task. But one look among the snakes, they all knew that as soon as they were all together, they would be planning revenge against the ones that had attacked their Prima Regina (▪).