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Swizzlestick · 09-12-2006, 07:33 PM

“Minerva, are you alright?” asked Severus Snape, as he gave her his hand so as to help her up from the cold ground, worry apparent in his deep drawl.

She gasped for breath, and as the cold winter air hit her lungs, she started to cough uncontrollably, which worried Severus even more. Minerva McGonnagall was a wise witch, and very powerful in her own right, but she was struggling with the force of the attack that was relayed upon them this evening, and he could tell she was giving up hope.

“Get up, Minerva. Get up now!” he ordered in his usual stern manner, talking to her as if she was one of his disobedient students.

She tried to gain the power back into her legs, which had now gone stiff with the cold. Still bowing over in a coughing fit, he tried to calm her but it was impossible, she was full of grief, and shook her head uncontrollably, trying to close her eyes, wishing herself away from this hell.

He looked up to see a small figure running towards them, screaming and waving its arms. He frowned, taken unawares at what he was witnessing, who is it? he thought.

When all at once, a red beam, a spell, flew past his ear with alarming speed, and hit something heavy behind him. The ground shook as it fell, and as he turned around, he noticed a large mountain troll growling on the floor.

He turned his head in disbelief. “SEVERUS, MOVE!” came another loud bellow, but this time he recognised who it was. “KARIS.” His heart lifted, and he quickly pulled out of his pocket a small handkerchief. “Portus” he said quietly, tapping the handkerchief with his wand. He handed it to Minerva McGonnagall, who immediately looked up at Severus, a thankful glint in her eyes. Immediately, she grabbed hold of her friend’s hand that was on the floor beside her, and within moments, she disappeared, with them both landing safely onto the over-padded sofa, of 12 Grimmauld Place.

“You are getting the knack of saving my life, Karis. That’s not the first time.” said Severus Snape with a small smile, as he pulled her into his chest, and kissed her gently on the head.

“Severus, it’s bad, Voldemort attacked Harry and the D.A.” she said, as her chest heaved due to the fast sprinting she had just endured.

Little did Karis know, Arthur Weasley was standing only a few feet away, and heard her words. He started to shake violently as he approached them both. “What…. Karis… What did you say?” he stuttered, his eyes clouding over with terror, as tears exploded down his face. Severus also looked shaken by her words. “What happened?” asked Severus, while putting his hand on Arthur’s shoulder.

I haven’t finished yet,” she replied with a spark of annoyance. She then looked directly to Arthur, “That son of yours Arthur is a hero. He managed to foil him with a protective Love Spell. Voldemort was about to kill Hermione, and Ron somehow managed to stop him - he saved their lives.”

Arthur heaved a loud sigh, but it was one of utmost relief. However, he was completely lost for words because in that moment he felt so proud of Ron that he couldn’t do anything else, but continue to cry.

“Karis.” said Severus, quietly. “We have some bad news.” He took hold of her hand and held it tight within his own grasp.

He could see her face had gone pale, even though the night was dark. “What?” she asked, her voice breaking.

“Kingsley Shacklebolt…….. is dead.”

Karis put her head down, willing her own tears to stay at bay until this fight was over. She couldn’t let weakness get in the way now, and she knew Severus was thinking the same thing.

“I just let Minerva go with him back to Grimmauld Place. She is in a terrible state.” continued Severus, wanting to make sure Karis was taking in the news, wishing inside she would ask to go back to Grimmauld Place with them too.

Karis nodded her head. “That was noble of you, and wise Severus. Now come on, let’s find Voldemort, and get this over and done with, once and for all!”

09-12-2006, 07:33 PM	#85 (permalink)
Swizzlestick Puffskein Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: The Highest cloud on Loon-Land Posts: 1,806	“Minerva, are you alright?” asked Severus Snape, as he gave her his hand so as to help her up from the cold ground, worry apparent in his deep drawl. She gasped for breath, and as the cold winter air hit her lungs, she started to cough uncontrollably, which worried Severus even more. Minerva McGonnagall was a wise witch, and very powerful in her own right, but she was struggling with the force of the attack that was relayed upon them this evening, and he could tell she was giving up hope. “Get up, Minerva. Get up now!” he ordered in his usual stern manner, talking to her as if she was one of his disobedient students. She tried to gain the power back into her legs, which had now gone stiff with the cold. Still bowing over in a coughing fit, he tried to calm her but it was impossible, she was full of grief, and shook her head uncontrollably, trying to close her eyes, wishing herself away from this hell. He looked up to see a small figure running towards them, screaming and waving its arms. He frowned, taken unawares at what he was witnessing, who is it? he thought. When all at once, a red beam, a spell, flew past his ear with alarming speed, and hit something heavy behind him. The ground shook as it fell, and as he turned around, he noticed a large mountain troll growling on the floor. He turned his head in disbelief. “SEVERUS, MOVE!” came another loud bellow, but this time he recognised who it was. “KARIS.” His heart lifted, and he quickly pulled out of his pocket a small handkerchief. “Portus” he said quietly, tapping the handkerchief with his wand. He handed it to Minerva McGonnagall, who immediately looked up at Severus, a thankful glint in her eyes. Immediately, she grabbed hold of her friend’s hand that was on the floor beside her, and within moments, she disappeared, with them both landing safely onto the over-padded sofa, of 12 Grimmauld Place. “You are getting the knack of saving my life, Karis. That’s not the first time.” said Severus Snape with a small smile, as he pulled her into his chest, and kissed her gently on the head. “Severus, it’s bad, Voldemort attacked Harry and the D.A.” she said, as her chest heaved due to the fast sprinting she had just endured. Little did Karis know, Arthur Weasley was standing only a few feet away, and heard her words. He started to shake violently as he approached them both. “What…. Karis… What did you say?” he stuttered, his eyes clouding over with terror, as tears exploded down his face. Severus also looked shaken by her words. “What happened?” asked Severus, while putting his hand on Arthur’s shoulder. I haven’t finished yet,” she replied with a spark of annoyance. She then looked directly to Arthur, “That son of yours Arthur is a hero. He managed to foil him with a protective Love Spell. Voldemort was about to kill Hermione, and Ron somehow managed to stop him - he saved their lives.” Arthur heaved a loud sigh, but it was one of utmost relief. However, he was completely lost for words because in that moment he felt so proud of Ron that he couldn’t do anything else, but continue to cry. “Karis.” said Severus, quietly. “We have some bad news.” He took hold of her hand and held it tight within his own grasp. He could see her face had gone pale, even though the night was dark. “What?” she asked, her voice breaking. “Kingsley Shacklebolt…….. is dead.” Karis put her head down, willing her own tears to stay at bay until this fight was over. She couldn’t let weakness get in the way now, and she knew Severus was thinking the same thing. “I just let Minerva go with him back to Grimmauld Place. She is in a terrible state.” continued Severus, wanting to make sure Karis was taking in the news, wishing inside she would ask to go back to Grimmauld Place with them too. Karis nodded her head. “That was noble of you, and wise Severus. Now come on, let’s find Voldemort, and get this over and done with, once and for all!”