Hi there, JoP, and welcome back!

Well, I guess you are onto something there.
And I have refused to "tell the tale" before. Hehe. So let me see what I can tell you...

First of all - did Finja really refer to Severus? I thought she was talking about Severin... Oh no, not another sibling... *lol*
Just kidding...

Okay, when Aileen wrote the story Severus naturally was at Hogwarts. So he didn't know about it. Finja was... nine, I think. She sticked around Spinner's End and watched Aileen writing it.
When she read the story, the children were named Lilian and Severin. She didn't mean to give anything away when she told the kids. She never knew Aileen had changed the name to Thorin.

So let's try to do some interpretation here without giving away too much.

If Lilian really were Finja, and Thorin really were Severus - how would Aileen know that Sev will become a Death Eater? When Finja was nine, he was fifeteen...

The story had been forgotten and Aileen was only able to publish it two years later, a short time before she died.

And then the thing about the different endings...
How does that fit in?
Aileen wants Lilian to marry an enchanted lammergeier - a handsome prince charming. Flutterflie wants to stick with the boy who saved Lilian. It's the choices we make, isn't it?

Aileen was not a seer. She did not know her son would run off to the Death Eaters.
And as for Flutterflie... hm... do you really think Snape is Thorin/Severin? Would Flutterflie by the age of nine already know she'd want to marry Snape? Hey, I know, I have children around, by the age of four they'd simply want to marry everybody. Their mother, their father, their brother... But do you think Flutterflie would go that far? I mean, I just stated in the last chapter that Tobias Snape in fact is her father, didn't I?

Argh, you forced me to give away too much! I had so many people wondering about her relation to Sev... *sigh*

Flutterflie, well up for a discussion tonight

Ask me anything! *lol*

Hey Krieltje, you got any more questions? *lol*

Hey there! I seen you were on here, so I lurked about seeing if you'd reply, lol!

whoa....yes, you went well indepth....lol

I misread the name in your chapter. Now I feel silly....in my mind I was seeing Severus, but it was Severin. That opened up new questions, but you already posted and explained...hehe

So the story is not necessarily about FF and SS (Severus I should emphasize). It is possible the story is about Aileen herself writing out her emotions on her life. Does she feel trapped and wish to be rescued? Does she know the child Flutterflie is an Archmage and if not wishing she herself were to escape into that realm of fantasy? Or have I gone off the beaten path now? Most likely! I'm notorious for seeing things for either more than they are or just so beyond the box, it is not even visible on the horizon! lol.....

A possible second brother? Such a close relation in the name though. Severin is not Severus with a difference in name as not to give him away to all the world? I think Aileen knew Tobias was a good for nothing and she could see the dark little spells Snape would create for his school "enemies" and often worried about him. I think she created this fairy tale as hope for FF after all she went through from the abuse by Tobias and as a warning for Severus that if he wonders too far in dabbling with such spells and potions he can blindly walk into the dark arts and be enslaved to himself from his anger.

And as for FF in the ending "I killed him." She had a form of dementia...slipping back to a childlike state....the shouting and demeaning manner from Sirius must have wrought her past up and she felt as lost and vulnerable to the verbal attacks as she did when a babe that she went into shock. I believe she says to Molly she killed him, I think she is talking of her father Tobias. That is why Sirius' yelling brought about her worst memory. A memory of an atrocity which she committed and as a child no less.

Am I close or way out there in the unknown beyond? lol....

Awe, but now I have so many new theories to ponder! I'll post as I have more questionable theories to toss your way. I feel like a kid in a candy store. lol....your writing is brilliant by the way. Have I told you that already?!

Take care,
JoP

Okay, okay... hehe.. I think your interpretation went a little far. Oh, no, it is great, really. *lol* But I think I didn't go that deep with it. Interesting thought, though. Aileen writing about her own life... Hm... definitely a paragraph a lot of students would run amok about. I only remember Hemmingway and "Cat in the Rain" - my teacher insisted on the woman being pregnant. *lol*

The fairy-tale as a warning... hm... *smile* I like that...

Okay, there most definitely IS more to it - not as much as to the dream, but there is more, I admit it...

And as for the murder... muha... I never answered... hm, garburdette, I think... so I'm not gonna tell you, either. *lol*

It'll be revealed in the next chapter...

Flutters

Oh, woww! The last chapter was amazing- the ending is going to have us all thinking. I thought it was highly interesting how Finja reverted to a 'childlike state' as the brilliant JoP mentioned before, and Sirius lost control of himself. I'm starting to wonder why bringing Sirius back from beyond the veil was a mistake... But wonderful, wonderful, as always- you are an amazing writer!

*cough*
I think you misunderstood me.
It was not a mistake to retrieve Sirius from the vail... erm... *cough*
It was a mistake what happened afterwards... *whistleandlookintotheair*

Okay, ok....lol.....

And for the visions Harry saw....

Were those memories or prophecies? I mean FF the first time drowned right? She did not have blood running down from her temple and Snape holding her.....

And Dumbledore holding a baby! Unless it is unreleased by the phenomenal author....*applause*.....I was unaware FF had a child. So, is this something to expect in future chapters? I gather her and Sirius had slept together and not in the way of catching some zzzz. By the account FF gave to Harry in their meeting and by the raging episode Sirius cast at FF. And she is ill and nauseated.....hmm....is that a bit of foreshadowing to expect her to be pregnant either now or soon? Hmmm.... And will it be the babe of Sirius or Snape?

The dream Sirius had envisioning FF from Riddles:

Okay, did somebody just say you were phenomenal? Because you are, hehe, most definitely. I wish all the replies were like yours. *lol*

To your questions .o(Did somebody already guess I was bored tonight and stuck on the next chapter, since I constantly reply? *lol*)

The nightmares... I think Krieltje already suggested they were prophecys... hm... are they?
Hm... Dumbledore's hands were unscathed... and he was pretty much alive... now, where does that lead us? Did Finja have a child at the age of sixteen before she was caught by the Death Eaters? Or will she have a baby now that she is thirty-one? Can't really tell you, can I? *lol*

Why do you guys constantly go on about Snape and Flutterflie having an relationship? Halloho - this is not "forbidden love" (a really bad soap opera in German TV where usually brother and sisters fall in love)!!!

But I simply love your thoughts about "making a baby" as animagus. Hehe. If an animagus woman and an animagus man made love as an animal - would the baby be a wizard or an animal? And as far as I'm concerned, I'd not prefer to make love transformed into an animal. *lol* I don't think they have as much fun as we do. *lol*

Dumbledore holding the baby... well, if it was a memory, he'd most likely comfort Flutters. Having a baby at the age of sixteen, nobody knows where the father is... *lol*
If it is the future, it might be Sirius' baby, and Flutterflie has it at Hogwarts. But that would mean Dumbledore is alive. But why would he have two unscathed hands?
If it really is a nightmare it could mean anything. Like, Flutterflie is totally unhappy about what happened with Sirius', she is afraid about the consequences and seeing Dumbledore being unscathed is just some sign of comfort. He is not alive, but appearing in her dream may mean everything will be alright and the child, or the outcome of whatever Finja is worried about, will be save?

Oh, I forgot about Flutterflie drowning. Yes, she wanted to commit suicide because something really bad happened. Something regarding Snape. Not telling any more... But I think we can assume the picture Harry saw, Snape holding a lifeless Finja, was not a memory. It was either the future - which would be really really sad.
Well, there is still the nightmare-theory. It could mean... that Finja is afraid of something. Really really afraid. And that, although everything goes wrong, Severus is still there, holding her, caring for her...
Hm... good enough?

Hey, guys, you are supposed to do the interpretation! *lol*

As for Tuny: she won't make a return. She is a mage, yes, but her powers are restricted to protection and she just hangs around at Privet Drive, watching the neighbours, pampering her overgrown piggy-son... *lol*

And as for your last question: *sigh* I thought I would be done by tomorrow. I don't know about it, though. I had half of it sketched... and now I don't know how to carry on with it. It is a very important chapter - you already got to read the first lines - and I want it to be perfect. I'll throw it your way as soon as I'm done, promise!

Okay, off to bed with me!

See you, Flutters

Wow, so much theorizing going on in this thread!! LOL Its great isn't it when people react like that? Well, I have to say I was ROFLMAO at Harry's reactions to Sirius's behaviour. Its so awkward to hear someone you know talk like that to a potential love. I'm still giggling just thinking about it, though tbo I'm not entirely sure the 'swelling' comment is appropriate on these forums.

As far as flutter is concerned, is she already pregnant? Is that why she has been faint and losing weight? And boy, Harry's definately changed his tune towards her now, very protective and adorable. Sirius is a bit of a scoundrel isn't he?

I would like to see a bit more stuff between Harry and Ginny because you have such an amusing way of conveying the love scenes, oh and possibly Ron and Hermione would be good too!!

Nice work as always flutter, and your grammer etc is absolutely wonderful! Cant wait for the next chapter...

Hiya razzberry!

Glad you caught up...

Your issue with my swelling line... *cough* I was, of course, talking about his heart and his pride, as Flutterflie naturally brings out the best in Sirius. Did anybody mistake me?

Harry and Sirius... hm...
I think Harry really got to like Flutterflie. As I told you, he was spending three evenings a week at her office, and she's always been patient teaching him. No mocking or such.
Harry ment to hate her. But when he saw the fight between Snape and her, he figured they had differences, too.
Flutterflie brought them back to Hogwarts savely in the mist (okay, Harry did not know that it was Flutters' fault the mist was there in first place, but there wasn't really anything she could do about it at this point).
And then she saved Harry from the Slytherins, which, if anything, made Harry finally trust her.
Also, he feels she is really helping him with occlumency, thus protecting Ginny in a way. Harry is 17 now, he does start thinking like an adult. I have the feeling that - just like his negative emotions influenced his thoughts about Flutterflie - his positive emotions towards her will help him understand about Snape. They'll never be friends, I guess. But they will somehow have to get along.

As for Sirius: yes, he is a scoundrel, and I think he is proud about it. *lol* He transformes into a shabby looking dog, a lovable stray - well, that's just his character, isn't it? Dogs can get irritated easily - but they follow their master obediently.

Harry doesn't understand the way Sirius talks to Flutters. He would do it in a rather subtle way, I guess, which would be more successful, as Flutters really is some kind of subtle person and not quite happy with Sirius banging about the things they have done.

More love scenes between Harry and Ginny? Hm... I don't know. It wouldn't quite fit into the rest of the story, as darkness will take over soon... *foreshadow*

Hey sillywalker, the clever, fazzhialism, Dumbledore's man - are you still reading this? Or did I lose you? *snivel*
fjkrs - did you get grounded again? *lol* I'm waiting for my chapter now! *lol*

Cheers,

Flutterflie

After reading of 6th site: I like the way you portrait Ginny and Snape, this Flutterflie is an interesting character too and Snape's coment about fake Harry's wand was veeeeery hilarious!

Oh gosh it took me forever to catch up ith the rest of you! Man Flutters, I really applaude you in your deication with all of this.
Since I have so much to review I will leave it fairly brief.

Harry has taken ona much better attitude. I am happy about that. Methinks Beezulbub (sp) is someone we know.... My first theory.

Second, Sirius is a tad selfish. I am not too sure that I like him very much right now. Especially after the whole scene with the fight with Flutterflie. Speaking of her, what's up with her? Oh her visions of herself and the dreams...priceless. I love it.

I seriously need to keep up now. It is getting very detailed and I ma reviewing now, knowing I ma leaving a lot out, but I can't review everything. SO...I wll be a better fan as you go along.

So sorry your world is tumbling down
I'll watch you through these nights
rest your head and go to sleep
'cause my child
this is not farewell



Severus' Plea


And there he was, Severus, just like he always had been when she needed him most.
"Hush, darling," he whispered softly and lifted her up as though she were a feather. Finja leaned her head against his strong shoulder and closed her eyes.
"Let him go," she heard Harry demand and was glad he finally seemed to understand. Tears were still running down her face, but she found the strength to push away all the memories that had flooded her mind. Finja was trembling as Severus carried her up the stairs, following Molly who led him to her room. Carefully he lay her down on the bed and covered her up. He took her hand and sat down beside her, casting her worried looks.
"I did not know it was haunting you still," he said quietly. "Molly, would you please leave us?"
Finja heard the door close with a soft click.
"Fin," he sighed. "you did not kill him. It was a horrible accident."
"I didn't mean to," she cried, sitting up in her bed.
"Well, of course you did not mean to." He wrapped his arm around her in a comforting way as her head sank down resting on his shoulder.
"I can still see him crashing into the table, Severus. The way he laid spread on the floor, so silently, his head to the side in a weird angle, his eyes wide open with fear." Her voice was muffled with tears. "I think he never knew I was able to do magic."
"You never defended yourself..."
"I didn't want him to fear me like he feared you. I wanted to be his little girl..." she said, lifting her head up again to look into his eyes.
"And you were - until the next bottle of whiskey," Severus spat in disgust. Finja winced at his words.
"He was still my father," she whispered, slightly shaking her head. She knew Severus had never understood how she could possibly love a man who turned into a ferocious monster after a few glasses of alcohol.
"Finja..." he sighed and cast her a long look. "I ask you to do something."
She looked at him, wondering what was coming next.
"For heaven's sake, stop shielding everybody else and be a little selfish!" He demanded. "You will not last long if you continue to neglect protecting yourself, just because you could harm someone."
"You ask me to be selfish, even though you know you would not be here tonight if it was not for me?" she asked sceptically and watched him get up walking over to the window.
"You're still wearing it, Severus, aren't you?"
"For twenty-seven years now..." he whispered, gazing at the downpour of rain.
"Promise me..." he went back to the bed, kneeled down and seized her hand. "Promise me you will defend yourself - whatever happens. Promise me you will not swallow killing curses for anybody else."
"I can't." She looked him, tears still rolling from her desperate eyes.
"Finja, if you love me..." he hesitated at his own words. "If you love me, you must shield yourself."
"I will," she cried, clinging to his hands. "I will."
He watched her for a while, a tender look upon his face.
"What happened tonight?" he finally asked, carefully running his hand over her hair, examining the swelling on her throat.
"I refused to kiss Sirius under the mistletoe..." Finja replied darkly.
"Well done, then," he smirked, but changed his demeanour as soon as Finja sighed.
"I am not destined to be with Sirius," she said sadly, looking down to the covers.
"It is not about destiny, Finja," Severus replied and gently lifted her chin up. "It is about love."
"Who are you to tell me that, Severus? Have you - ever - been considerate of your own feelings? The man I'd be so happy to celebrate Christmas with - where did he go? Or, more importantly, why did he ever leave?"
"He died some night in 1982, you know that, Finja!" he exasperated.
"What did he die from?" she thundered. "Shame? Or did he choke on his pride?"
"I am not having this conversation!" Severus anxiously rose to his feet, breathing heavily.
"Alright, then keep it to yourself." She threw herself back on the bed and turned away from him.
"You could bring him back," she whispered after a few moments of silence.
"Do not ask too much of me..." he sighed, fondly petting her hair.
"Go to sleep, Fin." He silently left the room, but she saw his face and knew he was considering it. She knew she had little time left, but it made her happy knowing Severus would not be alone in the end, and that - as always - the things she had foreseen would finally come true.

ooh......

I wonder what is racing about firey Molly's mind! First that Snape abruptly appeared and then requested she leave the room - and she did! Very, very hilarious in a sense. I'll bet she is all fired up. But then the concern for FF is enough to simmer her temper down. I think she realized along with Sirius and Mr. Weasley that Snape is who and what she needs in her current state. Impressive scene.

And FF did kill her father. It is sad that she still holds all that guilt within her. Slowly eating away at her, making her vulnerable. I hope in future chapters she overcomes her sadness and depressive state. I loved her carefree airiness in the beginning. It was so refreshing. But then you did comment darker times are rolling in soon.

I can see through her personality already revealed that the comments to Snape that she will do as he asks and protect herself.....will fall short. But I love these lines because you know she has too big a heart to allow another to suffer or to die, and it is certain she loves Snape and gives in verbally to him, but loves him too much to heed his pleas. We know she would rather die than allow him or another to, which she has already proven when she was sixteen.

Ok, now here is a question. I'm a bit thrown to the wayside. Don't laugh!

Hmm, that was enlightening. Flutterflie did kill her father, and she's still feeling guilt over it. Hopefully she will be able to overcome this, but I can see that she is not always as strong as she tries to be, possibly because of her past. Am I right in thinking that she was talking about the Severus she knew as a child dying? This is all very mysterious again - I can't wait for more!

By the way... thanks very much for reading my fanfic! Yay! I told you that you inspired me to write one, so I did. LOL maybe I'll write you a chapter for being my inspiration .

Okay, okay, I need to drop a few lines now, don't I?
I know Snapelover complained that I'd rather confuse eveybody when I answer to your questions, and I try to keep it straight for now.

@Meggie: Of course I had to read your fanfic. *lol* I was curious. I'm keeping myself distracted from learing for my exams... *lol* I always do that... *sigh* I liked it - as I already posted.

@JoP: My dear friend... I can't give away anything just now. *lol*
The comment "What did he die from?" was NOT about Snape being a Death Eater.
I don't have my sketches with me now, but I think the Potters were killed in 1980. So 1982 would be two years after Snape returned to the good side. I know fixing it on the dates sounds weird. But I have to follow my time-line. And it's your fault I have a time-line in first place. You sent it to me, remember?
Can't answer your last question, though. Would spoil simply everything... Sorry...

@Snapelover: Hey, why do you have problems spelling Beelzebub? Don't you know him? Beelzebub, Lightbringer, Lucifer...
Harry is growing, up, yes. I thought it'd finally be time for him to do so. He needs to mature in order to stand his last fight, doesn't he?
Sirius selfish... Hm, he suffered a severe disappointment, let's put it that way. He's been through all those things, falls in love, the woman seems to have some kind of affection for him to, Snape reappears and bang everything changes... Don't blame him...

Okay, working on the next chapter already. *lol* Hope our phenomenal JoP will be up for a little betaing tonight... *twinkle*

Thank you for your replys!
Flutters

I've read your last entry and just... it was a great idea to make Finja swallow the Death Curses! It was very very touching, what can I say more?

Hiya Flutterflie!

Ok then, Snape did not mentally die from his misdeeds as a DE. Hmm...possibly from not being able to save Finja then and believing she was dead for all that time and blaming himself for it? That is why he seems so adamant about her protecting herself no matter what is to happen. He knows he faces dangerous times as do all of them, but he does not want her to perish for him or anyone else. Am I somewhat on track?

And leaving the unanswerables.........hehe........ok, ok, I will remain patient and continue to watch your story unfold. lol.

Lastly, of course I will always be up to betaing your chapters! lol.....I get a bit of a jumpstart on reading them before they are posted. hehe

Well then, take care!

-JoP

Erm... bubotuber_pus... I think you got something wrong. Finja did not swallow a killing curse (yet?)...

JoP:Thanks for all your patience with me. I am simply flattered you were so into my story you actually started the next chapter. *lol* I'm gonna use your lines, promise!


Revelations


"He is upstairs with her now," Mrs. Weasley said quietly as she entered the kitchen. Everybody had settled around the drab wooden table, and if anything could possibly make the room look even gloomier, it was the expression in their faces. Sirius hid his head between his hands, sighing heavily every once in a while.
"It's my entire fault," he finally admitted in a low voice. "I shouldn't have yelled at her... But how was I to know?" He broke.
"I don't understand," Mr. Weasley said tensely and looked at Harry. "Why did Severus come here tonight? You told me he was her brother? Fill me in here."
"I don't know much," Harry replied. "But I know he cares for her, and he must somehow have felt she was in trouble. I don't think he will harm any of us. He never did when we met him before."
"What do you mean, he never did when you met him before?" Mrs. Weasley demanded fiery. "Did you meet him after he killed Dumbledore?"
"Three times..." Harry answered, lowering his head to examine his shoelaces.
"You met him again? And you didn't tell me?" Sirius yelled furiously.
"Whoa... slow down..." Mr. Weasley interrupted. "You met him three times, Harry? And you never said a word?" He got up and started pacing the room. "Gee, everybody is looking for him! I thought you knew better than that! Do you have any idea how many witches and wizards were murdered after Snape killed Dumbledore?" He was breathing heavily. "Fifty-five!" he spat. "Fifty-five fine people, each and every single one awfully talented and truthful to the order. Picked out, one by one. As if Snape told Voldemort who was loyal to us! It is only a matter of time someone of the order is killed!" Harry sank down in his chair. "And you met Snape and never told us?" Mr.Weasley stopped and closed his fingers around the backrest of his wife's chair.

"I never told you, either," Sirius said darkly, pouring himself a glass of firewhiskey. "Want one?" he offered Mr. Weasley, who nervously shook his head.
"I need a glass now," Mrs. Weasley stated and emptied her glass in a great gulp as quickly as Sirius passed it to her.
"We met Snape in Hogsmeade a few month ago," Sirius finally said. "Tonks and Lupin were there, too. It was him who tipped us off that the village would be attacked soon."
"Why did you never tell us?" Mr. Weasley paced the room again, shaking his head in disbelieve. Harry had never seen him so angry.
"I think all of us wanted to protect Flutterflie," Sirius tried to explain. "She would have been in serious trouble if anybody knew she was still seeing him. And she is the only one who can teach Harry for now..."
"Sirius, how can you possibly trust her? I see you are on cloud nine, but still... She is Snape's sister!" Mr. Weasley had gotten into a rage and it didn't seem like anything would calm him down now. "How could you possibly allow her to see him! He killed Dumbledore!" His hand hit the table. "We are out there, day and night, looking for him, and you just don't bother to tell me! Because of a girl!" He cast Sirius an irate look. "What about your responsibility, Sirius? I don't blame Harry - he is just a kid. But you should know better than that! And now see where it landed us. He is in your house! Two on three! And Severus counts for five fully grown wizards, you know that!" Hermione tried to object, but she stopped when Sirius raised his voice.
"Finja retrieved me from behind the veil! What would she do that for if she was evil?" he growled.
Mr. Weasley now looked totally puzzled and shook his head.
"How could she possibly do it? I mean, it always has been a mystery, but... Goodness, how powerful must she be?" His eyes now were wide with fear, and Harry knew he wasn't worried about himself, but about his children.
"She is an Archmage..." he said quietly.
Mrs. Weasley dropped her glass and it shattered into thousand pieces.
"That's why we wanted the book," Hermione explained, waving her wand at the shards. "We never found anything about Archmages in the library."
"But that's because there are none..." Mrs. Weasley whispered, picking up the mended glass with a trembling hand.
"Yes, there are," Sirius said. "And Dumbledore knew it. They kept it a secret when Finja went to Hogwarts."
The door opened and Snape entered the kitchen. He walked past Mr. Weasley, settled in an armchair next to Sirius and reached for the firewhiskey, conjuring up a new glass.
"What a day," he sighed and leaned back into his chair, fixing his eyes on Sirius. Mr. Weasley walked over to his wife who seemed to be paralysed.
"If you want to stay alive," Sirius said through gritted teeth, "you'd better leave this house this instant."
"We would not want to get physical, now, would we?" Snape replied casually and took a sip.
Mrs. Weasley had obviously recovered from her first shock, as she now slowly got up and pointed her wand at him.
"Oh, Molly, please," he rolled his eyes. "Obviously precious Potter has not given you the whole story," he sneered. "Ah - mistletoe." Snape pointed to the ceiling above Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.
"It's not the time for kissing now!" Mr. Weasley spat.
"Well, your choice. Those nargels can be quite irritating..." As if they had heard him, two tiny green bee-like insects buzzed from the mistletoe and moved towards Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Snape just waved his hand lazily and the nargels dropped to the floor.
"You know, shockingly," Mr. Weasley said, his eyes narrowed, "this doesn't make me feel any better."
"Alright, Arthur, then tell me what you would have done," Snape sneered and put his glass down. Mr. Weasley, however, remained silent.
"I am listening..." Snape added after a few moments of silence.
"Maybe you want me to describe the scene?" he suggested. "Let me recall..." he placed his fingertips together and looked straight into the eyes of Mr. Weasley.
"The order was fighting in the entrance hall. They were losing. Students were already lying on the ground, injured. Your own daughter was tap-dancing under an imperius curse." Mrs. Weasley poured herself another glass as Snape continued. "I knew they were after Dumbledore." He paused for a while and gave a sigh.
"When I arrived at the astronomy tower, he was already surrounded by Death Eaters, Malfoy pointed his wand at him and precious Potter..." he threw Harry a disgusted look, "precious Potter was hidden under his invisibility cloak, his trainers showing." Snape raised an eyebrow.
"Greyback would have realized any second he was there. What did you expect me to do, Arthur? Take on all the Death Eaters myself?" He gave a short laugh. "How very useful." Snape paused to await Mr. Weasley's reaction, but only found stark silence.
"Dumbledore would have died that night anyway. He drank a deadly potion." Harry's heart almost stopped at this comment. Was it true what Snape said? Because if it were, he, Harry, had in fact killed Dumbledore by feeding him the potion as commanded.
"Quite convenient to put the blame on me, was it not?" Snape glanced around. "I was Head of Slytherin. My first priority was to save the students." He turned to Harry, who still sat in his chair, feeling guilty now.
"Potter, tell me, do you have any idea what would have happened if I had taken on the Death Eaters single-handed?"
"No," he whispered.
"I would have died first, they would have killed Malfoy and also Dumbledore. You would have been next - not to mention all the teachers, members of the order and students downstairs, who would have gotten in the Death Eater's way. Now, what did I do? I made sure nobody else was hurt. Not even you, Potter!" he thundered. "And this is how you repay me in wake of constantly risking my life for you! Well, do not bother saying thanks. I am used to be the villain by now."
Mr. Weasley lowered his wand, shaking his head in disbelieve.
"Severus..." he seemed to lack the words. "I did not know..."
"Nobody knew!" Snape spat. "And everybody chose to assume I had returned to Voldemort - everybody besides Finja, which is the reason I am here tonight."
"Severus, you tell me you did it to save everybody else," Mr. Weasley said slowly. "But yet you didn't do anything to prevent any of those fifty-five murders."
"And there is an explanation to that, also!" Snape sighed and gazed at the children. "I will tell you in private. But nobody else is to know. Nobody!"
Mr. Weasley slowly nodded. Snape turned his head back to Sirius.
"What did you do it for, Black?" he hissed. "I thought you were better than that! You had not the need to force any girl to kiss you when we were younger..."
Sirius looked down and his remorse was written all over his face.
"Potter," Snape turned towards Harry once more. "What happened in your last occlumency lesson?"
Harry's heart raced thunderously as he recalled breaking into Flutterflie's mind. He could guess by now which part she didn't want Snape to know, but he was still unsure whether to tell him about her thoughts.
"It is really private, sir," he said uncomfortably.
"I want to help Finja." Snape emphasized every single word. "And in order to do that I need to know what happened, Potter. You saw her! It must have been something extreme to weaken her like that. Tell me!" he demanded.
"I..." Harry hesitated. "I broke into her mind."
Snape raised his eyebrow and gazed at him.
"I must have been mistaken about your mediocre talents then, or - more likely - she was already drained when you did so. What did you see?"
Harry saw Snape tremble at these last words, as though he were afraid to hear it.
"I saw two memories... or nightmares as she called them. I didn't understand..." he answered slowly.
"Details, Potter," Snape hastened.
"Flutterflie was in the hospital wing, in a bed, looking quite exhausted, but still happy somehow. Dumbledore was with her. He held a baby within his arms. It... It had black hair and was wrapped in a pink blanket. There was nothing more really, just..." Harry wondered whether to tell Snape, but a reckless feeling overcame him, and he wanted to pay Snape back for all the times he had tortured him. "I think it had Sirius' eyes."
Snape's expression remained blank, but Sirius gasped for breath.
"The second picture was in some kind of a stable," Harry went on. "It looked weird, in some way. Hay and straw scattered everywhere and a dented cauldron lying in the back. There was a shelf with... potion ingredients, I guess."
"Serena's barn..." Snape whispered.
"You were sitting in the hay, sir. And Flutterflie..." Harry had trouble speaking. "I think she was dead... You were crying..."
"It's useless," Snape interrupted him. "I told her not to water-scry!"
"Water-scry? What is that?" Ron spoke up for the first time.
Hermione who had also remained silent answered eagerly.
"Water-scry is a form of seeing. It's not a clear method and hard to interpret, above Professor Trelawney's, erm...talents."
"Get on with it, Hermione," Harry demanded.
"Okay, sorry. The seer utilizes a crystal bowl filled with a watery substance..."
"Granger, the insufferable know-it-all." sneered Snape and shook his head. Hermione frowned and kept quiet.
"So it is the future," Sirius decided.
"Don't be stupid, Black!" Snape gave a short laugh. "She only saw a single picture of the future, and we have never - ever - been able to interpret it the right way before! It does not mean she will die! And it certainly does not mean she will have your baby!"
"You just can't imagine your sister would fall for someone like me, can you?" Sirius spat angrily.
"Sirius, I know she likes you," Snape went on in a low voice. "But you have to know that there already is some sort of understanding... And being the woman she is, she would never go back on her promise, even if released to do so."
"She has already shared her affection with me before, thank you very much," Sirius smirked, and Harry could see how much his godfather enjoyed breaking the news to Snape.
Snape looked as if he had just been slapped in the face. Encouraged by the impact his remark had, Sirius went on.
"You may as well accept that you shall become an uncle soon."
"Just because Potter finds the baby had your eyes, it does not necessarily mean it was yours," Snape replied maliciously. "After all, you look like your father, and he was pretty - eager - to spread his pure-blood gens, as all of us know."
With an angry roar Sirius lunged on Snape and pulled him off the chair. Harry jumped back as Snape threw Sirius onto the table. Sirius rolled aside and managed to hit him in the face, but Snape grabbed his arm and pushed him against the wall.
"Don't push your luck, Black!" he spat and slowly released him, wiping blood from his own face with his sleeve. Sirius stood there, panting, and stared at Snape.
"Sirius, really!" Mr. Weasley complained. "You should know how to control your temper!"
"Must be from my father's gens," Sirius growled and left the room.

One of your better chapters Flutters! Very interesting in deed that Severus feels that he can just hang out in the house! *lol* I wonder how he knew Flutterflie was in trouble.....*raises eyebrows*

Why can he only tell Mr. Weasley? And I think he and Sirius are not over yet...methinks they will have to have more arguements before the end.

Keep it up Flutters!

I really liked the past 2 chapters! They were excelent! You portray the tenseness between Snape and Sirius very well! Haha, and I like the nargles . You're really trying to get everyone to think Snape is good for sure, aren't you ...it's working...anywho, I love your story! You are great at explaining things, and I'd say more but I need to leave to pick up my step-mom at the train station...I might come back later and add more though!

Hey Flutterflie! I just started reading you fan fic about two days ago. I just finished "Revelations". Great. From "Serena's Barn" to now, i have been so intrigued. Your writing is simply outstanding. Hmm....I have to agree with sillywalker: the last 2 chapters were in fact Excellent. Yay! I love your style of writing. Keep it up!!
-Pheonix

Heya! I'm running out of compliments here... everything you write is so good. I definitely thought that this was one of your best chapters though. Hm, I'm wondering how Snape got to Grimmauld Place, and how he knew that Flutters wanted him. And what exactly the deal is with what Harry saw when he broke into Flutters' mind. What she saw when she tried to water-scry, but is hoping will not actually happen? If it is the "future" it can't be definite, because so many things have an effect on what happens in the future. Eh, I guess we'll find out soon!

Well there went a few of my theories. I was thinking that those visions Harry pulled out were from Finja's past that she could not remember. I was thinking it was her Mom giving birth to Finja and Dumbledore being there to watch over everything. Well guess I will have to go back and rethink that part now.

One theory that has not been crushed is Severus and Finja's relationship. I believe they are not full siblings but just half brother/sister. They both share the same father (Tobius) but have different mothers. Severus's mother of course is the full blood Aileen Prince making Severus a half blood wizard. Finja's mother must have been a mage but she hid it from Tobius. That is why Finja did not want to use magic in front of Tobius to defend herself until she had no choice. Tobius was scared of Severus because of his abilities but he thought Finja was "Normal" so he did not fear her and had a close bond. Finja did not want to break that bond between herself and Tobius even though he abused her. So how is this, am I close? Finja did mention to Arthur and Molly that she was muggle born when they questioned her clothes so I can not be too far off. Plus no one in school even knew her and Severus were siblings.

I liked how you justified Severus killing Dumbledore. It was an explanation I had not thought of. I almost believe him but something is bothering me still. Maybe it just that Snape is so nasty it is hard to trust him. I guess it could be all those dead wizards since Dumbledore's death. I am looking forward to the next chapter to see how it plays out with Snape. Maybe Molly should just take out a frying pan and wack him over the head before he leaves the kitchen.

Hallo my devoted readers!

Thanks for your comments! You shall have some answers...

gaburdette: I liked your theory about Finja's mother. But since she never went to Hogwarts (and this might answer your next question, too) I'm afraid she never met Dumbledore. You will get to know about her in a few chapters... but it's not really really important. I think you are well advised to be a little careful about Snape still. As I already said... dark times lay ahead... Oh, and I simply love your idea with the frying pan. *lol* After having a long chat with JoP last night, I was simply cracking up about your last line. Why? I guess you'll see what happens if Snape stays in the kitchen any longer...
I was actually gonna title the next chapter "Out of the frying pan and into the fire". *lol* But I'd probably rather suit the chapter afterwards (if anybody knows the lyrics to this song). Hehe.

Meggie: Don't we all? Hehe. And yes, you are right about the future. I think I will need some more explanation here. *sigh* Finja saw only fragments of the future. I think we are save to conclude those things will happen for sure. But they are only pictures. Just like Snape said, anything could have happened before or afterward. Okay, I hope I don't give away too much now... but to make it clear... erm... if Dumbledore was alive and Finja were in the hospital wing - it could also be like that:
Flutters is recovering from the fight with Volders. Fleur just had her baby (and we will learn she is pregnant, soon). Dumbledore comes visiting them and cradles Bill's daughter. Since he needs to talk to Flutterflie, he sits down on her bed.
This is a possibility. Not that I'd say this is what happens, but it is one possible interpretation. Uh, I hope I didn't confuse you just now.

Phoenix2Fire: Welcome then! Glad you posted! I have seen different people spending ages at my fic, but they never replied... *sigh* Glad you did! Feel free to throw any comment, theory or issue with the story my way. I would be simply delighted.
Oh, and I love your avatar! *lol* I was laughing so hard I had tears in my eyes. *lol*

sillywalker: Of course I'm trying to convince everybody Snape is good! I'd be so much fun to make a twist just to tell you he is evil in the end. *lol* Just kidding!
Glad you liked the nargels. Had so much fun writing about them, and let me tell you: there is another nargel-scene comming up... Or are you getting bored yet?
I'd be happy to read more of your thoughts.

Snapelover: Yepp, isn't he self-confident? *lol* And about your 'raising eyebrow' *lol* - yes, my friend, I know exactly what you are talking about, hehe. But for now let's assume their minds are somehow linked and he just felt something was wrong with her. After all, one of the thingys you've already discovered when nobody else yet did is broken...
Why Sev only wants to tell Arthur? Well, very very secretive things... Told you I had everything worked out, hehe. You'll have to wait till after christmas, I guess. Sorry...

I know the last chapter was rather.. erm.. serious... so the next one will be a little refreshing, I hope. Some more lines like in "the warning" and "nargels", I guess... I know JoP cracked up about what is to happen in the kitchen soon. Hope you will, too. *lol*

Thanks for your replies, makes my heart swell with pride...

Flutterflie

I've turned back to the 7th page as I've promised. Is it Snape's sister who made him softer? And Snape allowing the couple to snog, I knew deep inside my heart that he's a good man

Hiya Flutter!
I'm a chapter behind on your story... I tried to reply last night but It didn't work (don't know why)
The dialogue between Snape and Finja was really sad... also the fact that she can't be together with Sirius
I'll try to catch up with your story as soon as possible (hopefully tonight)

Edit: Woohoo I read your last chapter
I really had the feeling I needed to make time for it to read... so my homework had to wait 15minutes

I’ve never seen Mr. Weasley so angry but I do understand his anger towards everyone. I would react the same if it happened to me (but more because I would've felt left outside )

Guys, I know I spoil you... But the next chapter is huge, so I split it up and you get to read the first part tonight. So if this cracks you up, you just wait until the next part. Hehe.

Krieltje: I think JK made Ginny tap-dancing... Or was I too involved with my own story? *lol* Sometimes I don't know what is true and what is fake.


Cauldron Spaghetti


"I can't believe mum didn't put a stop to their fighting!" Ron burst out, still in a bit of shock.
"Oh really, Ron!" Hermione snapped. "Didn't you see how often she helped herself to that bottle of firewhiskey?"
Mrs. Weasley with the warmth of the alcohol racing through her veins just sat there with glazed eyes and a look of distance on her face.
"Yeah, mum's pretty much lost at the moment. Too much to take in for her. Sad really," sighed Ginny.
Harry just sat there quietly, feeling guilty for divulging Flutterflie's secrets. He looked over to Snape, who had retreated to the chair by the fire and was eyeing them with an unreadable expression on his face. Mrs. Weasley suddenly mumbled something incoherent and laid her head down in a soft thud upon the table.
"Oh, poor Molly," Mr. Weasley said in a tender voice and started petting her back.
"We should get some Pepper Up Potion for her. She'll be needing it in the morning." Hermione stated matter-of-factly.
"Give her some black thorn celery and she will be up and about in five minutes," Snape suggested and got up, moving towards the kitchen cabinets. He crammed between different kinds of jars and finally retrieved a tiny pot. "There you go," he said and passed it to Mr. Weasley.
"I never knew you could use it like that," Mr. Weasley said, mildly surprised.
"I take it you were lucky enough not to have an alcoholic in the family, then," Snape said bitterly and settled down in his chair once more. Harry still eyed him closely, now almost feeling compassion for him. He had to admit he had never tried to see what was behind Snape's anger and hatred. He was now shocked to find his former teacher was a human after all.
"Severus," Mr. Weasley spoke up calmly and moved around the table, "I understand you want to stay for a while?"
Snape nodded slightly.
"Well, it's not up to me to decide on that," Mr. Weasley went on, "but as long as you are here, I ask you to hand me your wand. Savety precaution..."
Harry didn't dare breathe as he watched Snape. You could tell by the look upon his face his mind was racing, but finally he put his wand into Mr. Weasley's hand.
"You know this won't stop me from doing magic," he said darkly.
"Yes, I know," Mr. Weasley smiled. "But it will stop you from killing."
Snape gave a short laugh. "You would be surprised..."
Harry held his breath, but Mr. Weasley turned away, shaking his head slightly.
"I should fix dinner," Mrs. Weasley finally said and got up, rubbing her head. "Finja will need something."
"Oh, Molly," Snape had gotten to his feet and moved over to her. "I feel a bit sheepish now, but..." he looked down to his feet, "there is a Snape Christmas tradition, and, well..." he sighed as he looked into Mrs. Weasley's face again, "I think Finja would simply neglect to eat anything else tonight."
"Oh," she replied. "Fine... then what shall I cook?"
"Erm..." Snape scratched his head, and Harry could already tell what was coming next. "I do not want you to cook at all."
"Oh..." Mrs. Weasley looked puzzled for a second, but then seemed to understand. "Right, the kitchen is all yours," she smiled. "What do you need?"
"Fire," was the simple reply.
Harry watched Snape with interest as he moved over to the fireplace and set a huge black cauldron up.
"You're gonna fix food in a cauldron?" Ron asked bluntly.
"No. It is for decoration only," Snape sneered and lit a fire with a lazy wave of his hand. Harry had never seen Snape brew a potion before. But watching him, he began to understand the frustration he had over his student’s abilities. His moves flowed smoothly as he added ingredients with such a subtlety Harry would never have thought possible. Soon the air was suffused with a delicate smell of tomatoes and oregano.
"Hm, what do I smell?" came a familiar voice from the doorway. "Molly is fixing dinner!" Lupin and Tonks stepped into the kitchen, holding hands. They both stopped dead in their tracks as they saw Snape.
"Remus, I must have had too much punch," Tonks started giggling. "I just saw Snape at the fireplace, fixing spaghetti!" She laughed even harder, but stopped as her eyes met Remus.
"I see him, too," he stated.
"Good evening, Nymphadora," Snape nodded at them. "Remus."
"Halt! Stop!" Tonks demanded. "Did I miss out on something?"
"No, not at all," replied Snape sarcastically. "It's 'bring a bad guy' night. Flutterflie brought me, and I see you brought a werewolves, so you're fine."
Harry couldn't help a grin, and so did his friends, but Tonks seemed seriously annoyed. Her hand twitched towards her pocket.
"It's okay, Tonks," Mr. Weasley tried to calm her down. "He has a rather convincing story, and on top of it he's unarmed. So you don't need to worry for now."
"A rather convincing story? Well, I'd like to hear that one..." Lupin said.
"And you shall hear it," Snape curled his lips. "Potter, would you get Finja and your dear godfather? I will be done shortly."
Harry got up immediately and smiled at Tonks and Lupin as he passed them by. He had never been to the blue room, but there was only a single door on the second floor that had remained closed over his last visits, and he figured this was where to find Flutterflie. He gently knocked, but nobody answered.
"Professor Flutterflie?" he asked. "Are you there?"
Silence.
Slowly, Harry opened the door and peeked inside. The bed was deserted, and so was the rest of the room. He took a long look around and instantly knew why Sirius had thought Flutterflie would like it. A lot of flower pots were sitting on the windowsill, most of them containing lavender. A sweet smell was in the air, and a beautiful portrait of a flower field hung on the wall. There was only little furniture. The bed, a mirror, a chair, and a small blue sofa, which was covered in cushions. Harry moved closer and eyed a peculiar looking one. It was greyish and furry.
"Hey there," he said and sat down on the sofa, as soon as he realized it was a cat. He petted it carefully and it lifted up his head, opening its tired eyes.
"What is it?" he heard Flutterflie's voice.
"Dinner," he replied.
"No, thanks," the feline yawned and coiled up again.
"Well, Sn... your big bro fixed something for you," Harry said.
"Now I am impressed." The cat got up and stretched. "I thought he was smart enough to leave."
"Obviously not," Harry smirked. "He was worried about you and... I told him about your... nightmares."
"Oh, that is fine," it replied and jumped down to the floor. "I would have told him if he had asked me."
Harry felt as though a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. Flutterflie resumed human form and stepped in front of the mirror. She eyed her stomach critically.
"You know, I could really use some food," she smiled and looked down to her crumpled shirt. "Let me change real quick."
Harry nodded and left the room. Now he would only need to find Sirius. But where would he be? The last time he had been looking for him, his godfather had been hiding in his mother's bedroom on the first floor. But no, it was empty. Harry climbed upstairs again and knocked at Sirius' own bedroom.
"Come in," Sirius replied. He was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling.
"He's a slimy git," Harry said as he sat down beside his godfather.
"And he is right," sighed Sirius, sitting up. "My father did in fact have a concubine. But who would have blamed him? You saw my mother..."
"But how does Snape know?"
"Everybody knew," Sirius shrugged. "He has never used it to hurt me before. I must have really toed the line tonight."
"Well, you pushed it a little," smiled Harry. "But it was I who started it in first place."
Sirius gazed at Harry for a while and seemed to be thinking.
"Did the baby really have my eyes?" he finally asked. "Or did you just make that up?"
"No, I really found it," Harry said. "But I hope I didn't scare you or anything."
"Oh," Sirius laughed. "It is indeed going a little fast. But then again, I am thirty-eight now. It's about time for children, isn't it?"
They sat there in silence, until Harry remembered his mission to get Sirius for dinner.
"Erm... bad news..." he started. Sirius raised an eyebrow.
"Snape has fixed something to eat and he wants you to come downstairs."
"Snivelly is still hanging around? Goodness, he must care for his sister!"
"Mr. Weasley took his wand," Harry chuckled.
"Good to know," Sirius smirked and got up.
"So you won't send him away?"
Sirius took a deep breath. "If it makes Finja happy, he may stay."
Harry shook his head in disbelieve but remained silent.
"Love changes everything," he thought as he followed Sirius downstairs to the kitchen.
The girls had decorated the table, and Harry was amazed how many candles were scattered over the room. Everybody else had already settled around the table, and Mr. Weasley was pouring wine. He sat down next to Sirius and smiled at Ginny, who was loading Ron's plate. Flutterflie appeared in the doorframe, and Harry couldn't help but smile when he read her new shirt.
"I want a man with a VCR."
He wondered what Snape would think about his sister dressing like this, when Mr. Weasley spoke up.
"What is a VCR?"
"Oh, a VCR is a video cassette recorder," Hermione replied without thinking. "It is used to watch movies on TV."
"Does it have a plug?" Mr. Weasley asked eagerly.
"Granger, Granger," Snape sneered. "You disappoint me. In this case, VCR stands for very cute rear."
Hermione looked thunderstruck, but everybody else was roaring with laughter.
"Severus, I didn't know you were such a joker!" Mr. Weasley called out, and Snape seemed to be a little discomforted, as he started nestling with his napkin.
Sirius raised his glass and Harry saw his mind was racing. He hoped his godfather would think about a different toast. Everybody stared at him, and finally he spoke up.
"To friendship!"
"To friendship!" they chorused.
There was silence for a while, and Harry had to admit he rather enjoyed his spaghetti. When he glanced at Snape, he found he was smiling.
"Severus, I had no idea you could cook up such an exquisite meal," Mr. Weasley stated expertly. "This is quite flavourful. It's absolutely delic.." He saw the stony glares of his wife from across the table and cleared his throat, stopping mid sentence.

Hello, Flutterflie!

Before I comment on your chapter, I have to comment on this!

Wow, Flutters, what a hilarious chapter! I simply died when Snape said, "Its bring a bad-guy night" and had just recovered when I read, "I see you've brought a werewolf, so you're fine" and died again. Always good to see Snape in new lights. I liked how you redeemed him, it made a lot of sense. Still so many mysteries! Can't wait to see them all unfold!

Hey Flutters!
Amazing! I absolutely love how you create Snape. Over the pages in you fan fic Snape has evolved alot. And in this chapter it is clear. I have to agree 100% with FawkesyLady. Snape said, "Its bring a bad-guy night" and "I see you've brought a werewolf, so you're fine", i couldn't stop my self from laughing. You really do have pure genius in you. LOL. I love how Snape has his light sarcastic side coming out now. I mean seriously, you cant have a real bad guy without him/her having some humor. Great, once again. LOL!! Keep writing! By the way thanx... I guess my Avatar is pretty funny. LOL. I am eager for your next post!!! YAY!!!! See you around!

-Pheonix

Heya!

Omg, you made Snape so hilarious, the things he says are fantastic.
You always make me laugh
especially with the "bring the badguy night" and the idea that Snape was fixing dinner.

this is a really good story.
i've read it all in one go and i'm loving every sentance.
so when you say that Flutters can control alll the elements do you mean she can use them and their power in any way?
i'm wondering is she pregnant already or does that happen later?
eger to hear more!

Yay, Maiden CurlyCrown finally takes her nap and I have time to reply to all of you!
Okay, first of all: I hope I will be able to put up the last part of the last chapter up by tonight. It'll be a short one since I decided Flutterflie, Harry and Snape to have a chapter of their own. Can't promise to put that one up tonight also, because I'll be fixed on the TV, watching the results of our election. If everything works out as they predicted, we'll have a female Bundeskanzler soon. *lol*
Now, that sounds quite different, doesn't it? Hehe.

Okay, repies...

@sphinx: Hey, you're cheating. I saw you stuck here before... *lol*
Yes, Flutterflie can command the elements in any way - as you'll be seing in the final showdown, I guess. But there's a long way to go until then. The next chapter will answer your question about her pregnancy. So you will have to wait only little longer.
Thanks for your reply.

@keepstar1331: Hey, another new reader! *lol* Glad you joined us, as I like your fics a lot and therefore am eager to hear your thought about mine.
Actually, it's your fault that Finja now does water-scrying. *lol* As you reminded me on tons of books I read and... well, Morgan le Fay did water-scry on Avalon, didn't she? *lol*
Yes, Finja can transform into any animal at will - which we'll also be seing soon.
Hm, the crumplehorned snorlack I am not so sure about yet. *lol* But I'll give it a thought!
Lost about Beelzebub? Well, who's the one with the sarcastic humor in my fic? *lol* Who'd call a serpent "Beelzebub"? Sorry, but I can only think of a single person... Hehe.

@Krieltje: *lol* I knew mine was one of the three fics you ment. Hehe. I think you are the most eager poster here. I made a stat last night. *lol* And yes, Ginny is celebrating Christmas with Harry. Just... well, I got carried away with Flutters and Snape, so Ginny had to back off for a little. But since razzberry already demanded a love scene, I guess I'll have to write one now. *lol* Don't know how to squeeze it in yet, though. Erm... the next chapter will be about Finja's death, so... hm... I'll have to see.
And thanks you don't think my fic is boring. *lol* I certainly hope so... *laugh*

@Phoenix2Fire: I love when people call me a genius. Go on, go on! *lol*
I guess you will see Snape evolve even more over the next chapter. Ah, I just needed to give the guy some background...

@FawkesyLady: Another curious one... *lol* All I can say: you better wait for the next chapter. I guess one of the major riddles will be solved (not that any new questions would arise, no... *lol*).

@JoP: Yes, I guess Harry starts understanding about Snape a little. Liking Flutterflie helps him to see some good in Snape, I guess. But he'll not really be happy with him after the next chapter...
As for the wand: no it was really Snape's wand. Totally forgot about the fake one Flutters has. *lol* Well, basically, he doesn't have to trust the Weasleys in order to be save. Flutterflie will protect him on any account, even if she is not around. You'll learn about that, soon.


Thanks for commenting, you guys, I appreciate it, as always. Makes me happy you have a ball over my Snape-comments. I have one when I write them, too. *lol*

Okay, I'll hurry up with the last chapter!

See you, Flutters

LMAO!! Very, very funny flutter!!

I really love your sense of humor, and this one in particular

A Portrait's Advice

hehe, it was misleading! I was sure it will be DD who will advise!

Ginny had finally tried to unbutton Harry's jeans, but he had jumped up abruptly and cried out, "This is Snape's bed!"
Obviously, she didn't care. It took him ages to convince her that he didn't find her fat and ugly at all, and that he really wanted her.
Ohohoho, it's hot here! A typical Ginny and a typical Harry!


"Oh, Potter, you rotter..." sang a high-pitched voice from the ceiling.
"Distress with the mistress..." he sang.


I like this chapter the best so far and I can't explain why

Okay... *lol* I think I got a little carried away now. Hehe. Been listening to Christmas music all day to get in the mood to write this. *lol* My boyfriend thinks I positively run ga-ga. So if you find anybody behaves rather perculiar in this installment, blame it on my Christmas spirits. *lol*
Hope it's not too bad...


Cauldron Spaghetti (part two)


Dinner went by without further arguments, and Harry almost thought the fight had helped both Snape and Sirius to calm down a little. Mrs. Weasley and Tonks cleaned up the table, and he was glad to see Sirius and Flutterflie had settled their quarrel, too, as they were talking to each other, laughing. Snape was in conversation with Mr. Weasley, and Harry had the feeling the evening could still turn out to be rather joyful. He watched Ginny, who was whispering with Hermione. They giggled and went on talking in hushed voices. Ron rolled his eyes and meant to say something, but Snape had already raised his voice.
“Fin?” he asked. “Are you alright?”
“Sure.”
“Well, I did my chore. It is your turn, now.” He nodded towards the fireplace.
Harry realized Flutterflie’s eyes were sparkling as she turned to the black cauldron and got up.
“Okay, let’s go!” Flutterflie said and rolled up her sleeves. With a single movement of her arms, a roaring fire erupted under the cauldron, and Mrs. Weasley draw back in surprise. Flutterflie giggled as she lowered the flames a little. Everybody was now watching with interest. Another wave of her hand, and a somewhat familiar melody filled the air.
“Ingredients!” she called out, and the kitchen cabinets flew open. All kinds of containers started dancing on their shelves.
“No, no,” Flutterflie laughed. “Not your turn yet. Juices first!”
Totally amazed, Harry watched bottles floating towards her, each and every one eager to arrive Flutterflie first.
“Get in line,” she chuckled, and the bottles formed a line in midair, swinging with the rhythm. In front of the cauldron, Flutterflie moved to the music, conducting the bottles with her hands. Hermione suddenly raised her voice, catching up the tune.
“When the snowman brings the snow, well, he just might like to know, he’s put a great big smile on somebody’s face”.
Flutterflie smiled and chorused, “If you jump into your bed, quickly cover up your head. Don’t you lock the doors, you know that sweet Santa Clause is on the way.”
Harry threw a look to Tonks, who moved her foot with the rhythm, and together they joined the refrain.
“Well, I wish it could be Christmas everyday, when the kids start singing and the band begins to play. Oh, I wish it could be Christmas everyday, so let the bells ring out for Christmas…” Mr. Weasley had conjured up a piece of parchment and eagerly copied the words down. Naturally, he would be interested in a muggle Christmas song, Harry thought by himself.
“No, no, sugar bowl, it’s not your turn yet. Get back in line,” Flutterflie’s voice cut in the next line of her song, but she continued opening bottles and pouring fluid into the cauldron with cadenced waves of her hand.
Sirius, who obviously didn’t know the lyrics, but wanted to join the fun, grabbed Mrs. Weasley and waltzed her around the kitchen. Harry caught Ginny’s eye, and with a smile she took his hand. He had never learned how to dance, let alone enjoyed it, but the song somehow carried him away and his feet moved by themselves as he held Ginny tightly. It felt so good to have her this close, and he shut his eyes for a second to enjoy her touch. He couldn’t help a giggle when he opened his eyes again and saw Ron frown as Hermione got up and tried to get him to move. When she couldn’t persuade him, she curled her lips and looked around the table. Harry’s heart almost stopped as she walked towards Snape, who had watched her with an eyebrow raised, but she took Lupin’s hand instead and they joined the dance, laughing.
“Well, I wish it could be Christmas everyday, when the kids start singing and the band begins to play. Oh, I wish it could be Christmas everyday, so let the bells ring out for Christmas…”
A male voice chorused rather off-key behind him, and Harry was surprised to find Mr. Weasley had now abandoned his paper and whirled Tonks through the kitchen enthusiastically.
“Why don't you give your love,” Flutterflie started the last line solo, filling glasses with steaming liquid.
“It's Christmas…" a soulful baritone from the far end of the room joined her voice, and Harry stepped on Ginny’s feet in surprise.
“Ouch,” she squeaked, but had no time to complain, as Ron already thrust a glass into her hand. “Punch!”
Hermione joined them, her face glowing.
“That was awesome!” she laughed. “Ron, you are such an ignorant! You’re missing all the fun!”
Harry held Ginny in his arm and caught Mrs. Weasley’s eye. She had just pinched her husband in the side. They both nodded approvingly in his direction and turned back to Tonks.
“Did you tell your mom about us?” Harry asked Ginny.
“Nope,” she replied. “But what can she say? They,” she nodded her head towards her parents, “started going out in their fifth year.” She swiftly kissed him on the cheek and took his hand. Harry’s heart started racing again and he fought the sudden urge to kiss her back. If only they could sneak out and have some time to themselves! He sighed and took a sip of his punch, which obviously contained lots of alcohol and sugar.
All of a sudden Ron, who had already refilled his glass once, started chuckling and pointed towards Flutterflie and Snape. They were standing with Sirius, deepened in conversation.
“What is it, Weasley?” Snape asked in an unnerved voice.
“Mistletoe…” Ron laughed so hard; tears were rolling over his face.
“Unexpected and passionate?” Flutterflie looked at Sirius innocently.
“Finja,” Snape backed away, “There is no n…”
But Flutterflie had already flung her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his.
“Nargel left in this mistletoe…” Sirius finished the sentence soundlessly, grabbing a backrest for support.
“Need to involve me in your childish games!” Snape hissed with an almost pained expression on his face once he freed himself from Flutterflie and emptied his punch with one big gulp.
“Ugh…” Ron grimaced. “Didn’t see that one coming… What does Snape have Sirius doesn’t?”
“An attitude,” Harry replied.


Please coment!

Flutter Brilliant!! An absolute joy to read, and you completely swept me along and lifted me up as high as Harry with that beautiful little moment between them Extremely well written, mate!!

When's the next chapter, huh???

ROFL im still giggleing. "An attitude," hilarious....yet soo true.
I can just imagine everyone dancing around the kitchen, singing to christmas tunes. not to mention what i would do if i got Snape under a mistletoe (buts thats probably not PG-13 so ill refrain from telling)

So are they brother and sister? because i wouldn't ever even kiss my cousin like that! Or maybe im just from America and we do'nt do that whole kissing thing you Europeans do. though i would love to bring it back over here *he he he*

Your not nutty at all. I'm over here dancing around in my chair while reading your story *lol* Can't wait until the next chapter!

~Mae

Owh Flutter
This chapter was so warm and cheerfull, I want it to be christmas already. I would also choose Snape over Sirius (your Snape )
You definitly know how to make us happy
I love it!
cheers mate!

wow, that chapter was hilarious! hmm..snape cooking speghetti? that sounds pretty interesting...

Flutters, have I told you how awesome you are lately? Because this just totally made my day. I just read both parts of this chapter, and let me tell you - they did a lot more than the brownies I was chowing on . Anywho... Bring a bad guy night? I'm still laughing. And that was such a cute scene with Ginny and Harry. Basically I adored the whole thing .

xoxo
Meg

Ah, five replys already. Wow! You just keep me going, don't you. *lol*
And so many questions... hehe...

I sketched part of the conversation Snape/Flutters last night, but I have to work on Harry and the next chapter will at least take me about three more hours. Yes, you native speakers, you got it right. For a medium sized chapter it takes me about five hours, so I guess you figure what I've been doing over the last days... *lol*
But next chapter will be important, as it reveals Flutterflie's death... so I'll be extra careful.

Meggie: Wow, now that is a compliment that absolutely flatters me. My story is better than brownies? Ah, my heart swells with pride again... you know, I was addicted to brownies when I lived in the US. *lol*

sillywalker: Thanks for the huge reply. Wow. I love it when you people do that. Shows me you appreciate my work.
The Christmas song is a rather old one, I guess. Don't know the first interpret, but Spice Girls and A-Teens have been covering it within the last ten years, also a popular German band. I usually stick with the original - we used it when we were performing with my Rock'n'Roll Club around Christmas. Gee, that's ages ago... *sigh*
And as for Snape or Sirius singing, you just chose one. I had Snape in mind, because he - instead of Sirius - would know the words, being raised with a Muggle. Also I don't know whether Sirius would sing in a "soulful baritone". *lol* He has been singing "Oh ye merry Hippogriffs" before, and I don't recall it perfectly, but I think it was rather loud and off-key. *lol* He doesn't have the Snape subtlety, now, does he?
There are two different versions of the last line. "Why don't you give your love, it's Christmas" and "Why don't you give you love for Christmas". I took the first version, as I pictured Snape singing it. *lol*

Krieltje: Glad I can make you happy. And, yes, I know how you feel, having listened to Christmas music all day yesterday and with the grocery stores already selling "Lebkuchen" it's hard to surpress Christmas spirits. *sigh* I'm gonna have used it up by December...

keepstar1331: Oh, this fic is rated 15+, so you go tell us what you'd do with Snape under a mistletoe. *lol*
Do I really have to start that brother-sister-thing again?What do you want me to do? Tell the names of their parents? *sigh*
Yes, in Europe we do all that hugging and kissing stuff, and I've been holding hands with my cousin last week, so it's just normal to me, I guess. Maybe it's just my family, I don't know. *lol*

razzberry: I can't believe you wrote this. *lol* The post had been up for like two minutes and you already demanded the next part - even though I didn't "pull a razzberry" and left you with an evil cliffhanger. *lol* But it makes me feel good, I admit.

So when's the next chapter? Hm... I'm sitting in a pub, I got my notebook, I got my black tea, I got time, I got internet... hm.. not gonna promise anything, but I might be done in the afternoon, around 15:00 my time. But don't expect the next chapter to be funny. It's very, very serious... Argh, gonna listen to "not gonna get us" for about 20 more times and I'll be in the mood. *lol* Does anybody else listen to music while writing?

edit: Won't make it in the next hors. Guess you'll have to wait until tonight - the chapter will be huge...
Muah, it's a 4-page word document already... *sigh* Want me to post half of it now? Gee, I've been working on it for the last seven hours...

Thanks for your posts!

Cheers Flutterflie

omg this story keeps getting better!
i'm wondering will harry and ginny get married before the end of the story? (even though i woudn't approve) or sirus and flutterflie it's unlikely but it could happen!
i'm still trying to figure out the baby and how far ahead into the future it is.
can't wait to hear more!
luv sphinx!

I really enjoyed these two chapters. These are the type of light hearted scenes that are really needed to help bind a good story together.

Like the rest, I laughed so hard with the "Bring a Bad Guy Night" scene. I know the others here are having a hard time seeing humor in Snape but to me that is a classic Snape line. I believe Rowling has hinted at this side of Snape. We have seen sarcasm from Snape and I do not see much of a stretch to get to humorous sarcasm.

Snape is a cold bitter man who has evolved this way because of a horrible childhood and his time at Hogwarts. He is a half-blood that was placed in a house that values full blood. James and Sirius tormented him throughout school. After he left the death eaters he only had Dumbledore to protect him. He did not have Lucius's money to buy his innocence. You take a man that broken and give him back something he thought he had lost forever and you will see a shift in personality.

I like the new Snape. Although I do not think he has had a complete change of heart. I think the fiction he gave Arthur a few chapters back about Dumbledore's death is along the same lines as the story he gave Narcissa and Bellatrix in HPB on why he did not assist in Voldemort's return. I think the only side Snape is on is his own.

Did I read your note right that your next chapter is up to four Word pages? You do spoil us! By the way I really like your new Avatar.

To wait for you, well that's all I can do
and that's what I've got to face
Take a good look at me now,
'cos I'll still be standing here
And you coming back to me is against all odds
That's the chance I've got to take... Phil Collins



Against all odds


To everybody’s surprise, the evening turned out to be quite peaceful. Harry had a hard time deciding what to do, since he wanted to spend as much time with Ginny as possible, but then again he simply had to watch Sirius, Snape and Flutterflie.
Even though he was standing on the opposite side of the room, he could still feel the tension between Snape and his godfather. They obviously tried to keep their emotions down, and while Flutterflie was around, both of them only exchanged dark and gloomy looks.
Mrs. Weasley, however, was eager to learn about an archmage’s power. She walked over to the three of them, and Flutterflie had to conjure up her staff, trying to answer all questions patiently. After Snape had retreated to a chair by the fire, Harry and Ginny decided to join them, and Harry was amazed about the things he heard. A single sentence was still ringing in his ear: “I have more power than my body can handle.”
Harry spent the rest of the evening wondering whether Flutterflie knew she would be dying from exhaustion – possibly after a fight with Voldemort. She had already mentioned that it took her a long time to recover.
It hadn’t always been like that, Harry remembered. In an occlumency lesson, Flutterflie had talked about a seventh force that had enabled her to recover easily, but she had lost it when Snape betrayed her. What did Snape do, Harry wondered. And what was the seventh force? He already knew four of them – earth, fire, water and air. Harry figured one of the other forces had something to do with Flutterflie’s superb powers in occlumency and legilimency. The sixth force possibly allowed her to perform all those strong shield charms – but a seventh force?
“Can you make it snow, professor?” Ron interrupted Harry’s thoughts, and Hermione rolled her eyes.
“It’s difficult with the weather,” Flutterflie answered. “I try not to intervene, but once every year I make an exception. And it will be tonight.”
“You said you tried not to intervene,” Hermione asked. “But that still means you do, right?”
“Yes,” Flutterflie nodded. “And I am more than surprised you did not realize it yet.”
Harry thought about it for a second. He remembered the fog that had covered Hogsmeade after her fight with Snape, and that she had told them she was sorry, as if she had been responsible for it. During his occlumency lessons it had always rained outside when Flutterflie was sad. On the day she saved him from the Slytherins there had been a single thunderclap - and an angry look upon her face, too.
“You influence the weather when you feel strong emotions,” Harry finally said.
“Sometimes I lose control over my power, that is true,” Flutterflie nodded. “I try to be well balanced, but sometimes…” she sighed. “I am only human, I guess. Hey, where did Tonks and Lupin go?”
Harry turned around and realized they had left. Snape was still in his armchair by the fire, eyeing his sister with an expression that didn’t seem right to Harry.
“You know, Finja,” Mrs. Weasley spoke up, “they probably went to bed. I would be delighted to learn more about your powers, but it’s way past midnight, and we’ll need to get up early in the morning, don’t we?” she turned to her daughter.
Harry swiftly kissed Ginny goodnight and heard her protesting angrily as her mother led her out of the kitchen. Mr. Weasley only shrugged, “She’s the man!” and followed.
“You heard it,” Sirius called out and flung his arms around Flutterflie’s waist. “It’s bedtime!”
“Yes, Sirius,” she agreed. “It is your bedtime. You definitely had too much punch!” Smiling, she freed herself, took his hand and led him towards the door.
“Be right back,” she said and they disappeared. Harry found himself left in the kitchen with only Ron, Hermione and Snape for company.
“Punch?” Snape offered as he lazily strolled over to the cauldron and refilled his glass.
“No, thanks,” Harry replied quickly and cast Ron and Hermione an inquiring look.
“I think we’re off to bed, too,” Hermione pressed. “Goodnight, sir.”
“Sleep tight,” Snape sneered, and Harry suddenly felt uncomfortable. How could he possibly go to sleep knowing Snape was still in the house, wide-awake? He followed Ron and Hermione up the stairs, but when the two of them retrieved to Ron’s room – Harry hoped Mrs. Weasley would never find out – he decided not to go to bed yet. Instead, he opened the door to the saloon and sat down on the green couch. Was he the only person left who still didn’t trust Snape after all? How could everybody else been so careless? He had watched Snape and Mr. Weasley leave the kitchen for a while, and he had also realized that when they returned, Snape had his wand back. What did Snape tell Mr. Weasley to regain his trust? And why wasn’t he able to share it with everybody else? What if Mr. Weasley was wrong about Snape?
Suddenly, he heard voices. Without thinking, Harry transformed into a green velvet cushion with a poof.
“So how much more time will you need?” he heard Snape and was shocked as he realized both he and Flutterflie had entered the saloon. Keep your concentration up, Harry told himself.
“I do not know, Severus,” Flutterflie replied. “I could do it now, but I would leave some serious damage. Harry trusts me, and that does help a lot. But he needs to want it himself. If he does not, it will kill him. And I am not willing to take that risk. You perfectly know that either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives.”
Harry’s heart was racing. How did Flutterflie know about the prophecy? Snape had only heard the first part?
“February?” Snape asked and settled on the couch.
“I cannot tell yet.” Flutterflie shook her head and sat down next to him. “Maybe, maybe not.”
“I want it to be over as soon as possible…” he said gloomy.
Flutterflie nodded, sipping her punch.
“You should stop drinking that, Fin,” Snape said in a worried voice and took Flutterflie’s glass.
“What is the matter?” she asked and gave him a puzzled look.
“It is not good for the baby,” Snape stated.
“Which baby?” Flutterflie looked bewildered.
“Yours.”
“Mine?” She scratched her head. “Did I miss out on something?” She looked down and eyed her stomach critically. “Because I did not know I was pregnant.”
“Thank goodness!” Snape sighed and leaned back.
“Sev, would you care to explain?” Flutterflie still had a perplexed look upon her face as she seized her glass from his hand.
“Potter told me about two rather strange nightmares of yours. I take it you have been water-scrying?”
Flutterflie flinched.
“And Black was pretty eager to tell me he has been – lying - with you,” Snape sneered, but this time Harry realized it was all false front and deep down inside he was really hurt.
“I am sorry you learned about it this way,” Flutterflie sighed and put her glass onto the table. “Listen,” she took his hands and looked into his dark eyes. “It was a mere celebration of freedom. And I am not willing to let five thoughtless minutes ruin everything we have!”
“Five thoughtless minutes,” Snape repeated sardonically. “That is too much information by far.” He gave a short laugh. “Five thoughtless minutes. Actually, it is quite amusing,” he sneered. “No wonder he wants to make up now.”
“I shouldn’t have told you!” Flutterflie called out angrily.
“Yes, you should have kept it to yourself,” Snape agreed and emptied his glass. “But I will pretend it never happened – if you want me to.”
“Oh, Severus,” Flutterflie sighed and lay down, her head on his lap. Snape carefully petted her hair.
“You have no idea how happy it made me you returned,” he whispered. “Tell me, Fin. Tell me what happened that night.”
“Alright,” she said darkly and closed her eyes.
Harry, felt Flutterflie reach out, and something pulled him away. His vision became indistinct, and he suddenly got cold. He felt her anger and desperation inside. His heart – or was it her heart? - started beating like mad, and when he could focus again, he found himself in the dungeons, staring into Snape’s black eyes.
“I am your teacher,” he sneered. “I cannot let this happen, Finja! I have responsibility!”
“You will regret this,” Harry heard Flutterflie’s voice coming from his mouth. Before he knew what was happening, his feet started moving, and he ran from Snape’s office. Harry could feel her pain, and finally realized this was different from all the memories he knew from the pensive. He was in Flutterflie’s mind now. He felt her body, he knew her thoughts.
Her heart was racing as she left the castle and settled down by the lake. It must have been way past midnight. But she didn’t care.
“What did you do this for, Severus?” she cried. “How can you hurt me so much?”
She took her necklace off her throat and eyed the tiny silver ring.
“Why did you break your promise?”
Finja closed her hand around the leather band and looked into the dark water. A dead fish was slowly floating by.
“What if I was dead, Severus? What if you’d never see me again? Would you feel sorry?” Harry knew she didn’t really intend it, but she was so caught up in her pain, her magic took over, and the fish suddenly changed into a corpse - into Flutterflie’s corpse. She bent over and pulled it out of the water.
“What would you say if you saw me like that, Severus?” she whispered and carefully petted the corpses’ pale cheek. “Would you feel guilty?” She moved her hand to the body’s forehead and closed its dead eyes, which had been staring into the dark sky.
“I hope you would,” she sobbed. “I hope you would feel all the pain I feel now.” She collapsed over the dead body, crying. A firm grip tightened around her shoulder. Death Eaters had surrounded Finja. She didn’t even scream when they dragged her away, but felt her horror. The necklace fell into the lake and slowly sank. His mind went blank, and when he opened his eyes, he was back in the saloon. Harry saw tears dripping down from Flutterflie’s face onto Snape’s black robes.
“They locked me away, Severus,” she whispered. “They needed someone to torture after Voldemort had gone.”
“You could have fled,” Snape said in a trembling voice.
“Where would I have gone to? I had nothing left.”
“I never meant to hurt you,” he whispered.
“I know,” she replied and got up. Flutterflie took her glass and walked over to the window. For a while she only stared into the dark sky.
“If I kept my promise now…” Snape finally said in a low voice.
“Severus, do you really think it is still about this silly promise you gave me as a child?” She gave a short laugh.
“I know I failed you,” he said darkly. “And I am sorry about what I did.”
“You are sorry about what you did?” She turned to him, her face suffused with pain. “You know, I never thought there was anything wrong with your behaviour! It was your words!”
“But, Finja, I do not understand…” Snape shook his head and looked rather confused.
“Of course you don’t! Everything would have been so much easier if only you’d understand!” Flutterflie shouted and with a sudden blue flash she was gone. Snape slowly got up and walked over to the window, touching the glass in the place she had a few seconds before.
“If only you would understand,” he whispered and swept away.

Harry resumed human form again and sat down on the couch. He knew he had been close to learning about the reason Flutterflie and Snape had fought. Somehow, he thought, it was still standing in between them. Again and again he went over the things they had said. What had happened? What did Flutterflie do Snape didn’t approve of, being her teacher? What made her come back when she said she had nothing left? And how did they know about the prophecy?
Harry got up and walked over to the window. Snow was gently falling, and he wondered if Flutterflie had changed the weather.
“Severus?” he heard her voice from the door. “Oh, Harry. I did not know you were up still,” she sighed and entered the saloon.
Snowflakes were melting on her silvery cloak, and she took it of before she settled in an armchair in front of him.
“Finja,” Harry said, but broke when he noticed he had used her first name.
“You were here all the time, weren’t you?” she asked with a sad look upon her face. Harry nodded slowly. Flutterflie hid her head in her hands.
“Why didn’t I realize?” she mumbled to herself.
“I was transformed – into a cushion,” Harry said in a low voice.
“Right. Furniture has no emotions. I’ve never been foxed like that.”
“I’m sorry,” he replied.
“Well, the cat’s among the pixies now,” Flutterflie sighed. “I wish you hadn’t witnessed all this.”
“What did he do to you?” Harry demanded, but she shook her head.
“That is between the two of us, only.”
“Then tell me how he got like this,” he insisted. “You said he was different before. Tell me what happened!”
“Fine,” Flutterflie said firmly, “but you will not like it.”
“I can handle it,” Harry replied and waited for her to start. She kept silent for a while, then took a deep breath.
“When your mother left Severus, he felt it was my fault,” Flutterflie said in a low voice. “She must have said something, but he never told me.”
Harry was absolutely shocked to find out his mother had been with Snape. He had often wondered what Snape had meant by saying ‘like mother, like son’ in the Shrieking Shack, but he had never considered his mother had actually been his girlfriend once.
“Severus more or less stopped seeing me and ran off to the Death Eaters,” Flutterflie continued. “When he overheard Sybil making the prophecy, he told Voldemort. Still he kept the last lines to himself. I know deep down in his heart Severus felt he was doing wrong. When he learned you were the child from the prophecy, he abandoned Voldemort and told Dumbledore about his plan to kill you.”
“So this is how they knew,” Harry said toneless.
“Dumbledore knew he wouldn’t be able to protect you until you were strong enough to fight Voldemort yourself. He tried. But he knew it was useless.” Sadness was written all over Flutterflie’s face. “There was a second plan, which involved Severus and me.” She paused for a while.
“The magic Lily used to protect you… it was ancient magic. Mage magic. Only those who possessed the greatest power of all could use it. And your mother did. She loved you.” Flutterflie had tears in her eyes as she went on. “Dumbledore did not approve of it – but your mother did. She was willing to sacrifice herself for you to give you protection until you were old enough to fight yourself. Your father needn’t have died. But she never told him. She knew he would never follow a plan that involved Severus.”
“What did Snape do?” Harry whispered.
“He pleaded for your mother’s life. Lily could only sacrifice herself if Voldemort was willing to let her go.”
“He was there the night she died, Harry. He held her dead body,” Flutterflie sobbed. “I think… I think he never forgave himself for letting your father die.” She looked into his eyes with a pained expression. “Every time he sees you, Harry… every single time you remember him of the debt he was not able to pay back. And every time he looks into your eyes, he sees your mother die.”

Oh, my. Flutterflie, you just get more awesome every day ! That was excellent. You explained Snape's behavior toward Harry perfectly - that is exactly what I would imagine. Hmm , I still want to know what's up between Flutters and Snape. Very mysterious. Their relationship confuses me. But I imagine it's supposed to? LOL, I love this story !

I'm in shock! thats was out of nowhere! but it was so good... Snape and lilly. I always imagined it (it's in my fnafic too lol). He turned evil when she left him for James...just how i imagined. Oh my...i'm all a flutter*lol*

So she never meant for snape to find her dead body, but the Death Eater's came and got her....how sad. He suffered for so long poor Snapey

And so Lilly is a mage too? or she just knew abotu mage magic? and let me tell you...your explanation of why Dumbledore trusted snape and why Harry lived is much better than Jo's *lol*

Not to mention that Snape regretts letting James die...*gasp* the man who took away his one love...and he wanted to save him. Though it was probably because he loved Lily and wanted her to be able to die in peace knowing harry was with his father.

I can just picture it...Snape holding Lily's body at the foot of Harry's cradle. Sobbing over her limp form..how sad Well i can't wait until the rest is up *sigh* im quite addicted!

~Mae

Strange I haven’t noticed that Flutterfly can effect the weather, it’s so obvious now you mentioned it.

Owh gosh... The ending of this chapter is so sad... Snape has pleaded for Lily's life, wow. This chapter could be one of JK's you know, I always thought there was more between Lily and Snape than hate...
I feel so sorry for Snape (never thought that was possible, but I really do) The christmas feeling is totally gone...

You almost made me cry

btw.. your avatar is great