Author: Deathangelgw

Disclaimer: *whaps down the accusers* NO they ain’t mine so no sue! I’m just borrowin!

Warnings: death, violence, some swearing, just…not good.

Pairings: well, it was Sev/Sirius, Remus/OC, and James/Lily

Rating: R for violence and such.

Note: The end of the happiness. Gah what a dark thing I am…Enjoy and please review!

‘thoughts’

Evie grimaced as she came to and looked around warily, taking in her surroundings. She was being held in a dank cell in what looked to be what was left of some archaic dungeon. The floor was covered with sepid puddles and the squeaks of rats mingled in the moldy air. She shivered as a damp wind blew through the cracks of the wall and pierced her torn robes, chilling her. She hunched up, protecting herself and the life she was carrying within her as she tried to figure out what had happened.

She remembered talking with Dumbledore about her news and then…she blanched and looked around herself in sudden fear. ‘Voldemort! Peter betrayed us!’ she thought, sickened by the thought. She had always thought he was their friend, but now that she thought about it, he had been rather aloof and just a truckler to those who were stronger or more popular…such as Sirius and James. With sadness, she realized that his choice was something that she shouldn’t have been surprised at. Voldemort was indeed powerful and so, in Peter’s mind, he would protect Peter very well.

‘Oh Peter…what have you done?’ she thought sadly as she curled up. She looked up as she heard a key entering the lock on her door and it swung open. She flinched away as a couple of figures came into the small cell, smirking evilly even in the pallid light of fire from the torches outside of her cell. She glared defiantly at them as they came closer, leering at her as they loomed over her.

“Well, well, looks like our little bitch is awake,” Lucius’ voice drawled out in the chilled air as his partner chuckled weakly. He leaned in, smirking as she pulled back, glaring. “Scared, little bitch? You should be…but not of us. Of failing us, that is what you should be afraid of,” he sneered out before pulling back a bit.

“Lord Voldemort has a present for you…to make sure that the full moon doesn’t take our prize away,” Peter’s voice was a mockery of Lucius’ drawl, but Evie still shivered from the sound of it. He glared at her from under his hood, then looked over his shoulder as two more figures joined the cramped room.

Evie flinched away as she saw Voldemort’s pale, reptilian-like face peering at her with a sneer, his red eyes glinting with malice as he came over. He grabbed her, almost purring as she tried to get free while still glaring at him. “Not so strong without your friends, are you, little wolf?” he hissed out, smirking as she growled lowly.

“I don’t need my friends to protect me. I can take care of myself and I’ll be damned if I let you take my child from me and Remus!” she snarled out and clawed at him, then cried out as he laughed and pushed her away. She stumbled as she hit the wall, then slid down, glaring hotly at them as they laughed at her.

“Ah, but I’m afraid that we have something for you to take from a ‘dear friend’ of yours. Something I am sure you are familiar with,” Voldemort hissed out in amusement as he leered at her, then gestured for the fourth figure to come forward.

Evie gasped loudly, eyes wide with horror as the hood was lowered somewhat and Severus gazed at her impassively. “Sev!? No! You…you can’t!!” she cried out, almost sobbing in horror and despair. Severus was a Deatheater?!

But, as they gazed at each other, she saw in his eyes the difference that she had noted wasn’t in Peter’s. Snape’s eyes held impassivity, but also worry and deep warmth that could never be hidden from one who knew what to look for. She blinked, then looked away when she saw a flicker of his gentle smile on his lips. Now she knew…Sev had been the spy that they had been getting information from. But she had to protect him, so she sobbed softly, appearing heartbroken at the ‘revelation’ of one of her best friends being a Deatheater.

Voldemort chuckled softly in amusement then held his hand out to Snape. “Give me the potion, Severus. I wish to see this little bitch in heat. After I kill her baby and she is in heat, I will take her for my own and create my own heir,” he stated coldly, grinning as Evie gasped in shock and scooted away from him, hands up to ward them off.

“You’ll NEVER take me, you monster!! I’ll never let you hurt my baby!!” Evie screamed out, glaring at them before waving her hands before her. A shield came up around her, glowing faintly as it protected her.

Scowling, Voldemort waved his wand and the shield wavered, but held under his assault. His eyes narrowed dangerously as he glared at her. “You dare to try to fight me?!” he hissed out angrily before attacking again. The shield collapsed and the rest of the attack hit her, knocking her into the wall with a cry of pain. He nodded at Snape and watched as the young man went to her and grabbed her head. He smirked as she protested weakly, trying to fight Snape before he forced her to drink the potion. Very soon, when the moon was full, Voldemort would have what he wanted. And once the Potters and the rest of the Order were taken care of, there would be nothing to stop the Dark Lord.

Evie gagged at the potion as she looked up at Severus. His eyes softened and he smiled gently at her, silently reassuring her that she and the baby were safe. He got up swiftly to keep suspicion down and went back to Voldemort’s side. Silently, the four left the cell, leaving Evie alone in the cold.

*~~**~~*

“Master. What do you plan to do until the full moon?” Peter asked meekly as he stood near Voldemort in the Dark Lord’s throne room. They had come there as the other Deatheaters had gathered to discuss their ‘plans’. 

“Well, Wormtail. I figured that you could help in that area,” Voldemort replied with a smirk as several of the Deatheaters chuckled softly.

“Anything, Master!” Peter bowed his body deeply, almost scraping at the ground.

“I think it is about time that I got rid of my adversaries and I think we shall start with Potter. He, his wife, and their son have been a thorn in my side for a very long time,” Voldemort stated as he twirled his wand. “On Halloween…we shall strike. I will attack them myself and I want as much mayhem by you my minions,” he ordered as he pointed a pale skeletal finger at the ones gathered.

Severus crept back into the shadows, shaking with worry and fear. Halloween was only a day away, with the full moon the same night. He had to warn Dumbledore on this, but he also had to help Evie escape! The potion he had given her would simulate the first signs of the previous potion, but it would allow her to have complete control of her transformation. But he had to give her the second part to make sure it succeeded.

‘Now’s my chance, while they are planning,’ he thought grimly and cast a charm to disguise his escape. Silently, he ran down to the dungeons where Evie was being held and came to her cell. With a soft “Alohomora,” he opened the door and came in. He felt his heart lurch as he saw his best friend’s fear, then came over to her swiftly. “Evie…it’s me,” he whispered soothingly.

“Sev? What are you doing here?! You’ll get caught!” Evie whispered hoarsely, eyes filled with worry as she hugged him tightly and shivered. “Oh Sev! I’m so scared! I don’t want him to take away our baby!” she sobbed out, shaking as she looked up at him pleadingly.

“Don’t worry. The potion I gave you is the first part to a potion that will simulate your previous symptoms, but will protect you. You will also be able to control your transformation, but I need you to take this other potion,” Snape whispered softly as he brushed his hand over her chilled cheek.  “It’s all I can do…you can get out then, yes?” he asked as he brought out the phial and gave it to her.

She nodded as she drank it swiftly, gagging on the taste. “Ick…tastes and smells like dried fish,” she stated and grinned as he chuckled softly. She grew serious as she gazed at him. “Are you…really a Deatheater, Sev?” she whispered, looking sad as he looked away, ashamed.

“Yes. Since…since my fourth year. Voldemort tricked me somehow and I couldn’t fight it all the time. Those times I was…mean or…vicious…that’s why,” he whispered painfully before looking back at her and taking her hands tightly in his own. “Please believe me when I say I don’t want to be this!” he pleaded, eyes filling with tears.

“Oh Sev…of course I believe you! You’re one of my best friends! I trust you,” she replied soothingly, then hugged him again. “I’ll always be your friend. And when I get out of here…we’ll take care of Voldemort once and for all.”

“Thank you, Evie. I’m glad I still have you,” Snape whispered chokingly, clinging to her tightly.

She leaned back, eyes wide with growing realization. She looked at his hand, then sobbed slightly as she saw that it was empty. “Oh…Merlin no, Sev! You and Sirius…no! You can’t…” She sobbed softly as she held onto him, rubbing his back as his own body shook with heartbroken sobs.

“He…didn’t believe me, Evie. He didn’t…want anything…to do with me,” Snape sobbed out softly as he held onto her. “He thinks that I…I…I b-betrayed all of you! I…I didn’t! I wanted to make up for what I had done! Oh Sirius…why didn’t you believe me?!” he whispered, choking on his sobs as he buried his face in her shoulder.

“Sev…Sev listen to me. You have to believe. No matter what happens, you have to believe that you are going to be together with Sirius. You have to believe!” Evie whispered over and over as she soothed him, then leaned back, wiping his tearstained face. “You have to believe, Sev.”

“I…I don’t know if I can, Evie. I don’t know if we’ll live through this…” Snape whispered softly, then froze with her as they heard footsteps coming down the stairs. “Blast! He’s coming again!” he said softly, then looked at her as she whimpered in fear. “Listen, Evie. I have to stay with him, so keep your mind blank and he won’t be able to read it. But I can’t be with you when the change happens. He’s going to try and kill off Lily, James, and Harry and I have to warn Albus, but I can’t leave yet. He wants us around for some…distractions,” he explained, making a disgusted face as Evie gasped softly in fear. “I’ll try my best to be in time, but I need you to stay strong and, no matter what, don’t lose too much control. If something happens…you might be the only thing to stop Voldemort from killing them,” he declared, holding her tightly.

Evie nodded grimly and hugged him again. She suddenly brought up her hand and tapped him on the nose. He blinked, then shuddered as a slimy feeling traveled down his back slowly. When he looked down, he saw that he was invisible. He looked back up and smirked slightly. Evie smirked back, knowing where he was. “The word to get out of it is Ferio. Make sure you are at a safe distance so no one suspects. I’ll be fine,” she instructed then sat back as the footsteps drew nearer, looking terrified. Which, Snape knew, wasn’t exactly feigned.

Severus got up and went to the side, careful not to bump into Lucius, Voldemort, or Wormtail as they came in to taunt and torture Evie again. He went out and came in like he’d been there the whole time, murmuring the word to become visible. He just prayed that it wouldn’t be too late to warn Albus when the time came.

*~~**~~*

Sirius sighed softly as he sat at his home. Severus had been gone for the past two days and Dumbledore hadn’t heard anything yet. Remus was beside himself with fear and rage, yet he couldn’t do anything to help. That night was the full moon and he had to take his potion, albeit forced by James and Sirius. Lily had been busy that whole day, trying to clean up the Lupins’ house, yet even her heart was breaking. She and Mrs. Weasely had finally gotten together to make some treats for the kids that would be going around that night for trick or treating. It was one way that they could concentrate.

James had taken Remus to try and work on something with Alastor Moody, but Sirius found himself not even able to do that. His mind and heart kept on replaying his fight with his husband and how it had ended. He wanted more than anything to find his love and apologize…make up for what he had said and prove that he loved Severus with everything in him. After he had thought about it, he had come to realize that he had been a right fool. Here Severus was risking everything, especially his life, to get them information and Sirius, not even asking for all of the details, had just accused him of betrayal.

‘I’m such a fool. If he ever takes me back…I just pray that he’ll take me back,’ he thought sadly as he gazed at his crystal tumbler filled with their favorite fire whiskey. It had been a present from James and Lily for Harry’s christening. He smiled sadly as he thought about his godson, then sighed, getting up. Going outside, he went to his flying motorbike and took off. He needed some time to think…and to find out who the real traitor was.

*~~**~~*

Running as fast as he could while trying not to stumble, Severus held onto his aching side. ‘I’m too late…too late! Oh Merlin above, protect them!!’ he thought frantically as he ran to Dumbledore’s office. He panted out the password barely, then all but ran up.

The Deatheaters had just disbanded to go and cause havoc and had been heading for Godric’s Hollow, where Peter’s full betrayal was to begin. When he had left finally to go and get Dumbledore and the others, Severus had just watched in dull horror as Voldemort and the Deatheaters had gone on a rampage, killing everything in their path. He just prayed that he wasn’t too late.

“Albus!! Albus you have to hurry!!” he cried out as he stumbled into the Headmaster’s office, caught barely by Dumbledore as he stumbled to his knees, gasping for air.

“Severus! What is it?!” Dumbledore demanded, eyes wide with surprise and worry as he held his comrade.

“James…and…Lily…Voldemort…going to…kill them…and Harry!” Snape panted out, eyes filling with helpless tears as he looked up at his friend and mentor. “I couldn’t get out in time to warn you! I couldn’t escape!” he cried out, then shook with sobs.

“Pull yourself together, Snape! We’ll get to them in time!” Dumbledore said commandingly as he shook his friend, worried and beyond scared now. “What about Evie?” he asked, pulling himself together. Time was of the essence.

“She’s…escaped. I think. I don’t know. The potion I gave her should have given her more control as a werewolf, but it was untested…” Severus whispered hoarsely, wiping his face as he calmed down and focused.

“Then I won’t worry. Stay here…I’ll take care of this,” Albus declared firmly, yet kindly before standing. He led Snape to a chair and sat him down before putting some tea in his hand. He put a hand on Snape’s hand, smiling slightly as his comrade looked up at him trustingly. “Believe, Severus…” was all he said before leaving in a swirl of robes.

Snape took a deep breath then sipped his tea. He closed his eyes as a single tear trailed down his face. “Sirius…I wish you were here…” he whispered longingly.

*~~**~~*

Evie panted softly as she sniffed the air. ‘There…I can smell the blood and smoke and…’ She growled low in her throat as she headed for Godric’s Hollow. ‘Hold on…I’m coming!’ She ran swiftly, her ears swiveling as she listened to the screams and insane laughter all around her. She just prayed that she was in time.

She suddenly stopped as she heard Lily’s scream of anguish, then smelled the air. She roared softly and loped off, reaching her best friend’s house and stopping in horror. She felt tears of anguish come to her eyes, then howled her rage and grief as she saw James’ dead body lying on the front steps. The look of agony and sorrow on his face etched itself onto her mind and fueled her rage. She looked up as she heard Lily’s cry and ran into the house. She ran to the back room, then snarled as she attacked the large figure that was raising a wand at her friend and godson.

Voldemort cried out and tried to fight her, but she used her claws and teeth very well, tearing at him as she snarled. She jumped off, standing between Lily, Harry, and Voldemort, eyes glowing with rage and bloodlust as she gazed at Voldemort.

“You?! How did you escape?! How is this possible?!” Voldemort demanded as he held onto his arm, blood streaking his face from her attack.

“Evie!” Lily cried in relief and joy as they moved back from the enraged dark wizard.

Evie looked over her shoulder at Lily. “Go now! I’ll hold him!” she growled out in command, then swiftly turned and attacked Voldemort once again. Lily ran out of the room, dodging the two fighters before running upstairs to the nursery. She cooed to Harry as he cried, then put him in the crib. She placed a kiss on his forehead, then whispered a soft spell over him. She then turned and went back downstairs to help her friend.

Running in, Lily waited a minute for Evie to get clear, then hit Voldemort with a stunning charm. She and Evie ran out, running upstairs as Voldemort roared his rage. She hugged her friend tightly around the neck when they came to the nursery, sobbing softly in both grief and relief as her friend licked her face clean of tears. They both turned as the door blew open.

“Please! Don’t kill them!!” Lily cried out as she protected Harry while Evie put herself between them, growling as Voldemort came in, her hackles rising.

“How touching,” Voldemort snarled out, amused before his wand came up. Before Evie could even blink, he cast his spell. With a scream, Lily fell, dead from the touch of the Avarda Kedarva.

Evie screamed her rage and attacked again as Voldemort smirked, then suddenly slashed his face. He cried out in agony and she ran to Harry. She morphed suddenly, becoming more human as she picked him up and ran out, tears streaking her fur covered face. She ran downstairs and shuddered as the house exploded from Voldemort’s rage and pain and sent her flying. Shielding her godson as best she could, she knew then that they couldn’t escape…at least she wouldn’t.

Picking herself up from the rubble, she saw Voldemort stalking towards her, eyes glowing red with rage. She looked down at Harry and caressed his face with a clawed hand. “Harry…always remember that we loved you. Panna lin balan a nod-ten na lin mîl …heb-ti a no er-ind an-pân-lû,*” she whispered the soft incantation before placing Harry down. He glowed slightly, calming his tears as he watched her face off against Voldemort.

Bringing her hands up, she concentrated as he brought his wand up. A glowing orb glittered in her hands, then shot forward as she called out her spell. A blinding flash of light lit the sky…and then all was dark.

*~~**~~*

Sirius brought his bike in low, landing before what was left of Lily and James’ home, feeling his heart shatter at what he saw. He’d gotten a brief message from James over their special mirrors and had sped back. But even then…he’d known he was too late.

He stifled a sob as he saw Evie’s body nearby, then saw what was left of Lily and James as well. He tried to stop his tears as he saw a giant figure come from the wreckage and swallowed hard. “H-hagrid…” he tried to say, then stopped as he saw the small bundle in Hagrid’s arms.

“Aye, Sirius.” Hagrid’s voice was rough with held in tears as he carried the squirming bundle.

“H-harry…is that? L-let me hold him, Hagrid. He’s…he’s all I’ve got now,” Sirius whispered brokenly as he reached for his godson.

“M’sorry, Sirius…but the perfessor wants me to take young ‘Arry to him. I best get moving,” Hagrid whispered gruffly as he wiped his face noisily.

Sirius felt his arms drop to his sides then looked at his bike. “Take…you can take my bike, Hagrid. It’ll be faster. I…I have some business to finish up,” he said softly, dangerously as his eyes narrowed. His bike ride had narrowed down the traitor to only one person. Right now…he needed to pay the traitor a nice little visit.

“Might nice of you, Sirius. Thanks,” Hagrid replied warmly as he put little Harry into the passenger side.

Sirius came over and touched Harry on the cheek, seeing the scar. He felt his eyes fill with tears at what must have happened and looked up at Hagrid. “Please take care of him,” he whispered softly, then went off swiftly.

To get his revenge.

*~~**~~*

Severus stared at the headlines from the Daily Prophet, stunned.

SIRIUS BLACK CHARGED OF KILLING TWELVE MUGGLES AND ONE WIZARD IN AN ATTACK IN LONDON.

‘It can’t be…’ he thought in shock as he stared at the story, reading of the confrontation. He felt his heart turn cold as he read, seeing what had happened. With Harry Potter’s miraculous killing of Lord Voldemort, the whole wizarding world was celebrating. But the cost had been too high.

‘Did Sirius lose it and attack?! Why?! I would have gotten Peter sentenced!’ he wondered, shaking with sadness and fury. ‘Why?! Why Sirius!? I’m free! We could have been together!’ he thought, then sobbed softly as he curled up.

He’d lost everyone…Remus was in shock at having lost so many people he loved and had refused to speak to Severus. Sirius was now going to Azkaban for those murders. James, Lily, and Evie were all dead. All that was left…was Severus. With a final blow, all life had changed. But now…one was to wonder whether it was for better…or for worse.

The End.

Or more precisely…to be continued in ‘Veil Over the Moon’.

*Translation: Open your power and bind it with your love…keep them and be one for all time

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