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INTRODUCTION

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On Halloween night, 1981, Voldemort went to Godric's Hollow to kill Harry. Instead of killing James and Lily, he used his magic to cast them aside instead. He still held onto hopes of making some use of them and only truly needed Harry to die. Voldemort cast the Killing Curse upon Harry only to have it rebound. Death Eaters swarmed the house after this with the intentions of capturing the Potter family and taking them to a prison they had built in a desolate place to keep enemies. They easily took the unconscious bodies of James and Lily, but before they could take Harry, the Order of the Phoenix arrived. Those carrying James and Lily quickly Disapparated and left their fellows to attempt to ward off the Order. There were not many of them, though, and with the disappearance of their master, many fled.

Albus Dumbledore commanded that Harry was to be sent to live with his only living relatives, his aunt and uncle, Petunia and Vernon Dursley. Sirius was sent to Azkaban at the time for the murder of Peter Pettigrew and as his godfather, was unable to care for Harry. Remus Lupin, Sirius's best friend, knew that Sirius had not committed the murder, and spent a great deal of time trying to prove his friend's innocence, though not many were willing to listen to a werewolf and there was not much proof that proved otherwise. Under the belief that James and Lily could still be alive, a lot of time and effort was spent looking for them, but the longer they went without being found, the less and less people began to do.

Seven years later, when Harry was eight, James and Lily Potter, Frank and Alice Longbottom, and a few other Order members reentered society. James and Lily immediately returned to their old home with a young child in tow, a four year old girl named Grace, who was their daughter born in captivity. Upon not seeing their son, they ran down the streets of Godric's Hollow screaming out for him. When they were found, the group was taken to St. Mungo's for evaluation. Frank and Alice Longbottom were said to be insane beyond hope while James and Lily were made to stay in the mental health unit for a year, recovering from the physical and mental shock and damage of all they had been through while in prison.

Harry was nine the time James, Lily, and Grace were released and they took him from the care of the Dursleys. Horrified by the state their son was found in, Lily and Petunia fought and James nearly cursed the family, though his wife was able to stop him (to avoid her husband having to suffer in Azkaban). The family moved back to Godric's Hollow and restored their home. It was an adjustment for all of them, but the family grew to know one another and fall into a happy life. James and Lily worked hard to release Sirius from Azkaban by offering proof that Peter Pettigrew was alive and well and had been one of their guards at the Death Eater prison.

Upon learning that Severus Snape changed sides and turned spy shortly before the attack at Godric's Hollow, Lily Potter eventually confronted Severus about their past and was able to forgive him and the two resumed their friendship, though it has been decidedly more awkward and they are less close than they used to be due to Lily's marriage to Severus's worst enemy.

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CHAPTER ONE

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Chapter Seven: Soul Bonds

The concept of soul mates has been romanticized for centuries. Your soul mate is said to be your one true love, your other half, the one person in the world made just for you, your destiny, and many other things. The truth of the matter is much more complicated and serious than such starry-eyed theories. People can live their whole lives without finding their soul mate. They can fall in love with other people, leading perfectly happy, healthy, and fulfilled lives. The majority of people in the world have survived in such a way. It's a very rare occurrence that someone does find their soul mate, let alone develop enough of a relationship with this person to fall in love, ending up with their happily ever after.

Having a soul mate does not have to dictate your life. If one were to find their soul mate, they would not be required to marry this person. They would not have to get to know them or spend any time with them at all. Popular misconceptions are that soul mates must marry or maintain a strong relationship throughout their lives, have intercourse, and will die without said person. Having a soul mate does not keep you from loving or having sex with someone else. Not all soul mates are meant for romantic relationships, though most known accounts have been such a thing. In theory, soul mates can go down a path of friendship and family-like behavior. While not a requirement, if given the chance, soul mates can create some of the strongest relationships, be it romantic or platonic.

The idea of soul mates comes from the realization that particular persons are incredibly compatible on several levels. If, given time and care, soul mates can connect on mental, emotional, soul, magical, and, sometimes, even physical levels. The term soul mates comes from the realization that the pair's soul patterns were identical and upon nearness, would even reach out to one another and when carefully examined, the patterns of each complete the other.. Later observations recognized many other effects, such as the strengthening of the magical core, in Wizarding persons, the highest level of physical awareness for each other. There is also a strong mental connection where the mates are more easily able to perform mind magic on one another, read one another's futures, and accurately guess where their mate's mind is. There is also a strong emotional connection and the mates can more easily guess the emotional state of their mate and how to help them, and a stronger ability to understand their mate better than most.

Soul mates, for all intents and purposes, can 'better' their counterpart. If they can build a strong and healthy relationship, they can improve one another in many different ways. The favorite, and most notable change, is the strengthening of the magical core.

There is only one way to boost a witch or wizard's level of power higher than developing a close relationship with their soul mate. Only a Soul Bond can push a witch or wizard's power to its highest level, developing as much as that witch or wizard's magic is capable of. We must make the point that Soul Bonds willnotmake a person all-powerful. Soul mates cannot share their gifts or magic, though their own power will help to boost the magic of their partner. Soul mates cannot read the minds or emotions of their mates in a literal sense, lest with the use of Legilimency. Popular beliefs holds many assumptions about Soul Bonds but it's not quite as condemning or advancing as many might fear or hope.

It is true, however, that there have not been enough cases of soul mates, and even fewer cases of Soul Bonds, so the full effects may not be yet known. Whatisknown, however, is that only soul mates can create Soul Bonds because only soul mates have souls compatible enough to bond. Soul Bonds can also not be broken without doing unspeakable damage to the souls, the magical core, and even mental stability in some cases.

"I believe you can stop there, Lily," said Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, interrupting the red haired woman as she flipped the page in the book Magical Bonding: Past, Present, and Future. Lily looked grateful then took a sip from her glass of water and closed the book. "There is no need to discuss the process of Soul Bonds just yet. I assume we all now have a clear idea about soul mates and Soul Bonding?"

The headmaster looked down the long dining room table at the members of the Order of the Phoenix. Some looked bored from all of the reading and seemed to just now be tuning into the conversation. Others looked confused and expectant as they looked back to Dumbledore. Only the man to his right, Severus Snape, looked sour and as though he wished to be anywhere but here. He was one of only a handful who knew where this conversation was headed and he didn't like it one bit.

To Severus Snape, the idea of soul mates and Soul Bonding was ridiculous. It could only lead to more trouble than any good it could do. There were plenty of relationships this type of knowledge could ruin. What expectations people might have with their old romantic thinking of soul mates could only bring trouble. Even reading this text would, undoubtedly, not faze particular persons. He had learned thatlesson the hard way.

Three years ago he was approached by his colleague, Aurora Sinistra, with hopes of meeting a friend of hers and the prospect of earning money. He was introduced to a woman named Sharon Charles who was desperate to find her soul mate and, hearing of Severus's many talents, hoped he might find a way to find her other half. Aurora tried introducing her to Sybill Trelawney but Sharon thought the woman to be a fraud and hoped of a more 'practical' means of finding the one. After three long years of research, Severus finally developed a method of magically locating one's soul mate. It wasn't necessarily simple, but it did work. When he showed Sharon how to do it, the woman had been thrilled. According to Aurora, weeks after the fact, Sharon had found that her soul mate had died two years previously and she committed suicide over his grave in hopes of finally being with her one true love.

It was a foolishly romantic tale and Severus hardly had the patience for such fools.

"What exactly are you asking here, Dumbledore?" inquired Mad Eye Moody, eyeing the Bonding book suspiciously.

Dumbledore smiled pleasantly. "Well, Alastor, our dear Severus has developed a method for one to discover their soul mate." Severus rolled his eyes and shot a glare down the table as Potter and Black snickered, nudging each other. Severus could only imagine what they would think of that but he told himself he didn't care. He didn't give a damn about soul mates so, undoubtedly, anything their pea brains came up with was bound to be false. "He was paid a great sum of money for this project by one Sharon Charles-"

"The woman who killed herself on Donna Meyers's husband's grave?" Black asked.

"-and the product has proven quite successful, if I do say so myself," Dumbledore said with a sad smile, ignoring Black's question. "Now, to the reason I called this meeting… With Voldemort growing stronger by the day, I thought it might be of interest for you in finding ways of advancing your own powers in a stable manner. I'll not require it of you, as I am aware of the complications that can arise or the uncertainty and fear of venturing into this mostly unknown branch of magic. For those of you who choose this path, however, you will have the opportunity to explore the benefits of creating a relationship with your soul mate, or even performing the Soul Bond, for those of you so inclined. We can learn a great deal about this subject from those who elect to participate in this project."

There was an excited murmur around the table and Severus sighed heavily as he watched the events unfold. It was an interesting concept to many, though most people seemed wary of trying anything out just yet. Molly Weasley made a strong declaration that she did not need proof that she and Arthur were soul mates, creating quite the awww moment for the women in the group. Potter made a fine show of proclaiming that he believed that Lily was his soul mate. And, even if she wasn't, he would still love her more than anything, still be with her and other such romantic notions that made those beautiful green eyes light up with love and happiness that shouldn't be directed at a swine like Potter. Eventually, the more lovey-dovey comments became an argument between Molly and Fleur Delacour over her upcoming nuptials to the eldest Weasley, leading to Fleur standing up and stating loudly, "I shall be ze first to see 'ow zis soul mate magie works."

"Fleur, this isn't necessary," Bill said calmly, glaring at his mother.

"No, I shall!" Fleur said, glowering at Molly and placing her hands on her hips.

"Splendid!" Dumbledore said, clapping his hands together. "Severus?"

At least this would be interesting, Severus thought to himself, as he reached down and grabbed the box he had placed under his chair upon entering. He set the deep purple box in front of him then carefully opened it up, pulling out a white inkpot and a silvery blue quill, sitting them down on the blank parchment he had brought along with him to the meeting. "Over here, if you please," Dumbledore said kindly, scooting his chair to one side to allow room for Fleur to stand beside him at the table. "Your instructions, Severus?"

Why the old man wanted him to do this was beyond Severus, He had already instructed Dumbledore on how to go about this. "Prick your finger with the tip of the quill," Severus directed in a bored tone.

Without a word, Fleur snatched up the quill and pricked the tip of her index finger with it then stood, uncertainly, waiting for further instruction.

"Now dip the quill into the inkpot and lay it on the parchment," Severus continued.

Fleur shot him a strange look but said nothing and followed the orders once more, holding her bleeding finger out, tentatively, looking as though she wanted to wipe it away then heal it, though she wasn't sure if she could wipe the blood away yet or not. Severus impatiently motioned that she could do so and Fleur stuck her finger into her mouth to lick it away.

"Now repeat the words nomen anima mea," Severus ordered.

"Nomen anima mea," Fleur repeated.

The quill glowed, surrounded in white light, as it stood and danced across the parchment, scribbling down words then dropping the moment it was finished. Those nearby leaned over the table to get a look at the parchment and Fleur grinned triumphantly when she saw it.

The soul counterpart of Fleur Isabelle Delacour is one William Arthur Weasley.

The words were all written in small print while their names were large and written in curly letters, a large & drawn to one side, making it look from afar as though it said FLEUR ISABELLE DELACOUR & WILLIAM ARTHUR WEASLEY. Severus had only memorized what the rest was supposed to say and thus had no problems reading the tiny and otherwise difficult to decipher print.

"Well," sputtered Molly Weasley in shock.

"I always knew it was you, darling," Bill Weasley said with a loving smile that could make hearts melt and the resounding chorus of "Awww!" from the women proved the point. Fleur grinned happily and danced back to where her fiancé sat then threw her arms around him, kissing his cheek merrily.

"We shall have a Soul Bonding at ze wedding, yes?" Fleur asked hopefully.

"Can we?" Bill directed to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore smiled. "Of course. I'm sure there's a way we can intertwine the ceremonies necessary for a Soul and Marriage Bond."

The table congratulated the couple who seemed more sickeningly in love than ever. Severus rolled his eyes and shifted impatiently in his chair. If he had to suffer through this the rest of the afternoon he would be most displeased. He could easily think of a million and one other ways he'd prefer to spend his time than to witness such romantic displays. Eventually, they all settled down and Dumbledore passed the parchment declaring their status as soul mates down the table to the happy couple before resting the quill on top of a new sheet of parchment. "Anyone else?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.

"I'll give it a shot," Black declared, standing up. He grinned his charming smile of his and Marlene McKinnon shot him a hopeful look. Without needing to be told a thing, Black swiped up the quill and swiftly pricked his own finger, dipped it into the magical ink Severus had created then set it upon the new parchment. "Nomen anima mea," he said confidently and watched as the quill scribbled out the words. His smile quickly faded as the quill dropped and, just as quickly snatched up the parchment, looking incredibly pale. Severus had to bite back a smirk, as he had already caught sight of the names. By the looks of it, he was probably the only one, other than Dumbledore.

The soul counterpart of Sirius Black is one Remus John Lupin.

The soul mate of the biggest lady's man Hogwarts had ever seen was a man. Hilarious, it was. Severus was sure he had plenty to say about the matter but decided it would be in his best interest to hold off and wait for a more opportune moment.

"What is it, mate?" one of the Weasley twins asked. The large F he wore on his shirt alerted Severus that this must be Fred.

"It's not You-Know-Who, is it?" joked the other twin.

"Fred! George!" scolded their mother for their tasteless joke. Dumbledore and a few others chuckled good-naturedly. Though others, such as Moody, only glared and stared at them in a disturbed manner.

"We were only having a laugh," defended George.

"It's not ole Snape, is it?" Fred asked.

Potter choked on the water he had just taken a drink of and, as his wife leaned over to slap him on his back, Potter burst into uncontrollable laughter. Lupin looked to be holding back a loud bout of laughter himself.

"Fred!" scolded Molly. "Apologize!"

"It was just a question!" Fred exclaimed.

"We know they hate each other, s'all," George went on.

"I guess you'll never know," Black said with a teasing grin, seeming to get himself under control as he folded up the parchment and slid it into his robes. He returned to his chair between Potter and Lupin, looking as though all was well in the world though Severus could definitely tell something was off. So did a few others, judging by the look of concern Lily and Lupin gave him as well as the hard stares of Moody and even the uncertainty in Shackelbolt's face. Potter, meanwhile, pestered him about the person's name while Black made it seem like a game of withholding the information.

"Next?" asked Dumbledore, blue eyes still twinkling, and maybe even more so now than before, if Severus had to judge.

Lupin volunteered next and Severus really had to rein in his amusement. When Lupin's was done, he quickly covered the parchment with his hands, eyes bugging out of his head, looking ghostly pale. "Remus, are you alright?" Lily asked in concern, green eyes flickering to Black, who was making a point of looking nowhere near Lupin. No one else seemed to notice but Lily was smart and more observant than most.

"Moony? Look like you might pass out, mate," Potter said.

"I…I'm fine," Lupin said, clearing his throat and quickly grabbing the parchment and shoving it into his own pockets before anyone could get a glimpse of it. He returned to his own seat and Severus was amused to notice he kept himself as far from Black as possible without looking too suspicious.

"Anyone else?" Dumbledore asked.

"Not me!" declared one of the Weasel twins.

"Not looking very good, you know," added the other, looking pointedly to Black and Lupin.

"It iz not all bad," Fleur defended, placing another sweet kiss on her older Weasley.

"I'll do it!" Tonks declared, nearly tripping before she could even get out of her chair. On either side of her, Shackelbolt and Moody reached out to steady her. She grinned sheepishly then skipped over to stand beside Dumbledore. However, she seemed very disappointed when her results came back with the name of a man she didn't even know, and certainly not the name of Remus Lupin, the man she had been drooling over for over a year now. After her, only Emmeline Vance agreed to try. Hers, too, coming back with the name of a man she had yet to meet.

"Will that be all?" Dumbledore asked, looking around the room.

"Maybe next time!" called one of the twins.

"We need to prepare for it, ya know?" said the other.

Dumbledore chuckled and nodded his head. "Very well. If at any time anyone wishes to change their mind, feel free to let Severus or myself know and we will allow you to see. Those of you wishing to have a Soul Bond, I will be more than happy to officiate the ceremony and the knowledge of who chooses to do so will be most useful. I would also appreciate anyone willing to work with your soul mates and myself to further study this most intriguing subject."

"Fleur and I will be of any help we can," Bill assured him.

"If I can find this bloke, we'll see!" Tonks added.

"It would be most appreciated," Dumbledore said with a nod of his head. "If there is no news from anyone, that will be all for this meeting. Mr. Weasley and Miss Delacour, we can schedule a meeting to discuss the Bonding as soon as you are able."

No one seemed to have much to add. They had only had a real meeting a few days ago. With that, Bill and Fleur made their way over to Dumbledore and walked with him out of the dining room while Lupin made quick work of joining Tonks and Moody as they walked out, leaving Black to leave through a different door.

"The bloody hell is wrong with them," Potter muttered.

"This is very impressive, Severus," Lily complimented, standing up and moving over to take the now vacant seat beside him. Severus could smell the sweet scent of her favorite honeysuckle and violet perfume so was possessed, as always, by the urge to reach over and touch her. They had been friends for so long but his love for her had never faded. While being near her was easier to deal with, it was hard to ignore how much he wanted her. "Have you found your soul mate yet?"

Severus scoffed. "I have no interest in soul mates, Lily."

"You'd need a soul to have one," muttered one of the Weasley twins as they left the room.

Potter tried to hold back a laugh but failed and Severus was pleased when Lily shot him a glare. "Why not?" Lily asked teasingly. "I thought you would be happy to find a way to help 'strengthen and stabilize' your magic."

"My magic is perfectly strong and stable as it is," Severus assured her, not wanting to get very far into the topic of his aversion to soul mates.

"True," said Lily with a smile. "You are the first person to come up with a means of finding one's soul mate, so that must say something. You never told me about this project."

"I was not particularly proud of partaking in such a foolish task," Severus muttered. "I especially had no want of particular people assuming certain things if they had learned of my project. I did it, of course, for the money and the challenge of creating something new. But others would see it as something far more absurd and idealistic than that."

"Probably," Lily agreed with a laugh.

"I think he's just afraid that it won't be you, Lils," Potter said with a grin, coming up to stand behind his wife. He said it in that same teasing manner he might use with his friends but there was a malicious gleam in his hazel eyes. To his credit, Potter wasn't as awful as he once was and, to his pleasure, he did appear almost wary of him, like he actually feared Severus might be competition when it came to Lily. Nothing pleased Severus more than that realization.

"Hush, James," scolded Lily, giving him a hard look.

"I'm not worried, merely unconcerned," Severus replied. Potter was somewhat on the mark with it. Severus did fear that if he partook in this task he would be forced to face the truth that he and Lily really didn't belong together. That his love for her would never grow, never become anything more, that maybe she really did belong with that arse that was James Potter. "Why don't you give it a try, Potter?" Severus said, placing the inkpot on top of the stack of blank parchment Dumbledore had left behind and pushed them towards him.

"Severus," scolded Lily.

"Fine," Potter said confidently, plucking up the quill and pricking his finger. Severus should have known better, Should have known not to challenge such an idiotic Gryffindor. Now he sat tense in his seat, straightening up a bit as Potter laid the quill atop the parchment, the twitch in his fingers betraying his own nervousness. Lily stared in shock at her husband before turning her green eyes to the parchment as the quill glowed and lifted itself. The men then pulling their own attention to the parchment. Severus stared at it hard as it began to write, feeling both excitement and dread, willing it to stop and begging it to hurry along. He needed to know once and for all but the terror of the results remained, a paralyzing fear that left him currently incapable of breathing or even thinking, only staring hard at the quill and begging it with his very soul to not give Lily's name.

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