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Two Sides to Every Soul	By : Tigerrr Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 7843 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Two Sides to Every Soul
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Lucky Number 7
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 11
- 12
- 13
***DISCLAIMER***JKR owns everything, I own nothing except my
daydreams of identical twins *cough*

A/N:� Let�s see a show
of hands�.who wants to see both sets of twins reunited?� Anyone? Anyone?� �Bueller?�
�Bueller?

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It happened almost at once.

Dementor-wrought darkness fell like a shroud around Hogwarts
School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the wards shivered as spells sought to
break through.� Before the gates ranged
the professors, Unspeakables and Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, as well as
selected seventh years from each House.�
There had been a hurried conference earlier concerning the
magically-altered explosives that Toronas had made, with Gildas helping him
cast the final spells that would allow the device to target only the Dementors�
magical signatures and let the humans� spells function normally.� As the final charm was set upon it scant
seconds before one of their �early warning� wards had been set off by the
oncoming creatures, it had only needed to be activated physically and then
triggered magically once the main body of Dementors had reached the blast
zone.� Toronas looked around at each of
them solemnly, blue eyes already pulsing faintly with his magic, and instructed
them about the device.� �Once the main
complement arrives, I will activate this using a particular spell.� It has to be set in readiness physically at
this time, since most of the components are of Muggle manufacture.�� He ignored Lucius� disdainful sniff and
continued.� �I must urge each and every
one of you not to touch this, as any
interference could cause it to explode prematurely and not benignly � to you,
at least.� He picked up a pair of wire cutters and set them at one of two
exposed wires and his brow furrowed suddenly.

�What�s wrong?� Filius Flitwick asked nervously, eyeing the
device as if it would come alive and chase him.

Toronas looked up at the tiny Charms professor from where he
was crouching.� �I can�t remember if it
was the red or blue wire I was supposed to cut.�� Flitwick let out a squeal as he muttered,
�Blue or red, blue or red.� I think it
was blue�no, no, wait � it was definitely red,�
and moved the cutters into position.�
Hermione was in the act of clapping her hands to her mouth in horror
when she abruptly saw the white flash of Gildas� grin in the darkness - Toronas
suddenly moved the cutters and clipped the blue wire.� The others screamed, and the Unspeakable
laughed at their expressions.� �Turns out
it was blue all along.�

�That�s not funny,� Lucius hissed.

Such humor, however misguided, was beyond them now as the
hooded creatures swirled in the sky overhead and prepared to make their
charge.� As if from a great distance,
Hermione heard Harry�s voice instructing the group of Aurors to ready their Patronuses and Toronas� voice, so like Lucius Malfoy�s,
commanding the Unspeakables.� Then the first rank of Dementors
attacked, and bedlam reigned.� Hexes were
hurled, Charms were spoken, Patronuses summoned � and
still they came, wave after wave. A young Auror she�d never had a chance to do
more than talk with casually had his soul sucked out right before her eyes, and
three more Ministry workers fell before she had time to even summon the most
basic spell.� She was vaguely aware of
Severus and Gildas� voices lifted almost in unison, chanting destructive spells
that ripped into the lines of the otherworldly beings.� Hermione recovered enough to set a barrier
that would repel the Dementors, at least temporarily,
while the defenders fell back and came up with a new game plan�already the
ground was littered with the bodies of men and women who were little more than
dead.� The ward shivered as the Dementors tried to force their way through it, and finally
collapsed just as the humans had turned to run � one unlucky Unspeakable had
his soul forcibly extracted when he disregarded orders and lagged behind to
secure the body of his friend.� For every
Dementor destroyed, five humans fell�the dark creatures kept coming, surging
past their defenses.�

Hermione looked around frantically for the explosive device
� surely Toronas could set it off now.�
She spotted it laying, seemingly abandoned, between two of the huge
stone pillars that formed the fence around the Grounds and was on her way to
pick it up when she caught sight of something that chilled her blood in a way
that even seeing the Dementor�s Kiss performed right
in front of her couldn�t do.� In the
chaos surrounding the battle, Toronas Graylon had
apparently decided to take matters concerning his genetic duplicate into his
own hands � the tall wizard had unsheathed a long knife that sparkled with a
malevolent spell and was walking steadily towards his otherself,
who was busily firing hexes at the oncoming Dementors.� She raised her wand unhesitatingly and yelled
out a deflection spell which knocked the two apart�or would have, if a
terrified seventh year Hufflepuff had not crashed
into her trying to escape.� The blast
went wide, and Lucius Malfoy turned just in time to receive five inches of
barbed steel in his stomach. The handsome blond wizard crumpled, grey eyes wide
with pain and shock, and his twin jerked the knife free contemptuously to wipe
it clean on the Slytherin�s black cloak after
saluting Hermione with the gory blade.

�Hermione! Get up,� came Severus�
voice, and a gloved hand wrapped around her upper arm to jerk her to her
feet.� �Are you hurt?� he asked her.� Still dazed at witnessing the cold-blooded murder
of Lucius Malfoy, she opened her mouth to speak but no words would come.� Severus shook her roughly.� �Snap out of it! Let�s go,� he snarled,
pulling her after him.

�Malfoy � he�s dead�Toronas killed him,� she gulped.� That was enough to bring the tall Dark Arts
teacher to a standstill, and he quickly found the sprawled body of his old
schoolmate.� �Still alive,� Hermione
cried in disbelief, kneeling beside the former Death Eater and taking his face
in her hands.� �Mister Malfoy? Sir? Can you hear me?� His eyelashes fluttered and he opened
his pain-filled eyes, focusing on her with an effort � the enspelled
blade had left a hex that was slowly but surely leaching the life from him.� She placed her ear to his mouth to catch what
he struggled to tell her and looked up at Severus, who for once looked utterly
at a loss for words. ��Get the parchment
from my pack, Severus � the one with the blue ribbon tied round it, please,�
she instructed in a voice that was a good deal calmer than she felt.� Pillowing the head of the man who had tried
to make her life miserable ever since her second year in her lap, she accepted
the scroll from the hand of the man who had succeeded admirably in making her
life hell ever since her first year.� �Thank you, Severus,� she said softly,
touching his cheek lightly.� Turning her
eyes away from his startled face, she began to read the incantation aloud.�

She had told Dumbledore the truth when she had said that the
spell hadn�t worked � just that morning she had discovered that to be truly
effective, the spell had needed to be tailored for both sets of �twins.�� When she had tried it on Gildas the previous
evening, the components had been blended and not narrowed down to his specific
magical signature�now, the dying wizard in her lap began to glow with light
that quickly became so blinding that she had to turn away � it flared once and
died.� She heard Severus swear and when
she could see again, she was shocked to find Lucius� robes lying on the
trampled ground, untenanted by human form.�
�Where�.?� He asked in shock, looking around wildly.� A pale hand reached out to touch the
discarded robes hesitantly, and drew back swiftly.� �Is that going to happen to me?� he demanded
angrily.� �Never mind �
go!� Lifting his wand, he
blasted a Dementor who had swooped down near them and shoved her away.

Ahead of her she saw the form of Lucius Malfoy�s murderer
calmly walking towards his broom and scooping up the device to hold it against
his hip with one hand�as she watched, an unearthly glow surrounded him and he
dropped the explosives in shock, looking around wildly.� He caught sight of her and a look of
recognition turned puzzlement to anger � Toronas clapped his hands to his head
suddenly and the anger shifted to fear as blond hair burst from his scalp and
kept growing until it reached his waist.�
Hermione watched in awe as the essence of Lucius Malfoy integrated
itself in the formerly dark-haired Unspeakable, leaving the wizard prostrate on
the ground.� A hand caught her cloak and
she turned to fight, only to come face to face with Gildas.� �Where�s that damned device?� he yelled over
the din, whirling to send a hex at another Dementor trying its luck on the
Gryffindor.�� She pointed to where she
had seen it last and he ducked under reaching claws for it just as six Dementors arrived for him, having plainly decided to team
up after their �one on one� attacks had � for the most part - failed.� Her lover was surrounded by the creatures in
the blink of an eye and she screamed, knowing he had no chance against them�at
least not by himself.� To restore Severus
to the state he had been born in, their souls must mesh fully � if Gildas were
killed outright, the spell would still be effective.� If his soul were removed from his body, he
would effectively be dead to her and Severus would die soon after�.the amount
of magic each man had released in the last hour alone had caused the transfer
to speed to an unbelievable amount.� She
reached for her bag, and the scroll with the green ribbon tied around it,
whispering an apology to both of them.

Seconds later, and the spell had been cast.� Forty-odd years of unknowing harm done by the
meddling of a future Hogwarts Headmaster had been undone, and she prayed that
both would live long enough for the transfer to take place.� Hermione could see, through gaps in the
swirling black wall, Gildas beginning to crumple under the pressure of having
to fend off six Dementors�they were circling him
almost lazily, siphoning his soul bit by bit through the ever-increasing breaks
in his shielding.� Just as it collapsed
entirely, she saw the blinding flash that heralded the spell�s inception and it
threw the Dementors off of him as effectively as a Patronus ever could.�
She ran to him as he fell to his hands and knees, his fingers digging
into the trampled earth and spine bowing as the transfer was made.� From the corner of her eyes she saw Severus,
wide-eyed with shock an instant before he simply�dissolved, as if he were made of ashes and a strong wind had
scattered them.� Gildas cried out in pain
and shuddered as the back of his shirt began to rip�Hermione was torn between
offering him assistance and fighting off any possible attacks while he was
temporarily defenseless, but she breathed a sigh of relief as Harry�s Patronus cantered over to brush aside a Dementor headed
towards her, staying to ward her back.�
What was happening to him? Lucius/Toronas� transformation hadn�t been
this violent�understanding came as she swiftly leaned over him to see that the
warding tattoo that ran down the length of his spine was being forcibly lifted
from his skin, and she leaned back just as quickly to avoid being sprayed by
blood.�

With the tattoo gone, his runes blossomed on his pale skin
and covered every inch of his body � his eyes blazed like miniature suns and
each strand of his hair was articulated into shining amber light.� She was in the act of raising a hand to
shield her eyes as best she could when his glow began to dim in the most
unusual way�it was if he had been struck on the top of his head with a bottle
of ink that spilled down his hair and continued down the length of his body, spreading
darkness in its wake. His runes flared one last time, then died as if they were
the flame of a candle that had been snuffed.�
Severus/Gildas raised his head to look at her kneeling beside him
uncertainly, wringing her hands.� As his
eyes met hers, she fought to hold in a gasp � their color flickered back and
forth from a warm hazel to a cold black rapidly.� She thought her capacity for surprise had
been flattened, but when he (they?) spoke to her she was proven wrong; she could
clearly hear both men�s voices blended into one, a bizarre echo that raised the
hair on the back of her neck.� �Where is
the other one,� he demanded in a flat tone.�
Hermione pointed wordlessly over to where Lucius/Toronas was regaining
consciousness, brushing his blond hair back from his face in confusion.� Severus/Gildas rose to his feet in an
impossibly graceful motion and left her without another word to cross to the
other wizard.� After a brief conference,
the tall dark-haired wizard thrust his hand out imperiously.� �Accio broom!� he
roared in that strange, echoing voice.

The broom handle smacked into his palm and Lucius/Toronas
summoned his as well as the device that the amiable half of him had laughingly
referred to as the �Dementor Be Gone�, and both men were off like a shot up
into the swirling mass of creatures.�
Harry�s Patronus trotted off to charge at
another Dementor as she gained her feet, wand ready to blast whatever got in
her way.� She quickly found Harry and the
others, and they put up a united front before the Hogwarts gates � only a few Dementors still tried to have at them since the creatures
instinctively recognized where the real
danger to them lie.� Heart in her mouth,
she watched the two Death Eaters dart around the robed specters and when
Dumbledore quietly offered her a small scrying mirror
tuned to them she accepted it gratefully and looked into it.� Severus/Gildas (what else could she call
him/them?) appeared in the glass, his long dark hair whipping around his face
and getting into the eyes that were still shifting � they seemed to be slowing
a bit from the initial mad whirl of colors.�
Both wizards looked pale from their ordeal, but determination showed in
their faces as they ducked and dodged reaching claws.

Hermione almost jumped out of her skin as Narcissa Malfoy
touched her shoulder.� The beautiful
witch�s hair was hopelessly mussed and her face was streaked with dirt, but
what shocked the Gryffindor was the pleading in the other woman�s eyes.� �May�may I watch
with you?� Narcissa asked hesitantly.�
Hermione nodded, and both stared avidly into the mirror at their
respective loved ones, gasping in unison when the wizards had several close
calls.� They could see the blond wizard hurling
the device aloft after neatly catching it when Severus/Gildas tossed it to him,
then both men streaked back towards the ground � the Dementors
merely drifted as if unsure of their next plan.�
They obviously decided on a renewed attack and started towards the group
of witches and wizards huddled on the ground when the device detonated.� Ribbons of blue light exploded outwards, each
a tendril seeking blindly in the air and whenever one touched a circling
Dementor, the creatures simply disintegrated, small parts of them falling
downwards like a foul rain.� The light
was blinding and everyone on the ground had to cover their eyes as the magic
sought out its prey and eliminated it, and Hermione shielded her eyes while
Narcissa refused to stop searching for her husband, squinting into glare to
seek him out.

All around them, cries arose as the
pieces of the former Azkaban guards drifted to earth and touched those who had
been stricken senseless with the loss of their souls.� Hermione, bruised and battered from the
ongoing struggle, was too tired and her energy too depleted to magically screen
out the bright flashes of light that occurred whenever a Dementor was unmade
and she simply crawled on her hands and knees over to where a sobbing Remus Lupin cradled Nymphadora Tonks.� The bright-haired Auror lolled in the
werewolf�s arms, eyes open and staring�a piece of �flotsam� drifted down to
touch her, then more and more shreds began to adhere themselves, seemingly
drawn to her as if she were a magnet.�
Hermione and Remus exchanged incredulous and
hopeful looks as she began to stir feebly, and Remus
began to sob anew as Tonks opened her eyes and spoke
his name.� �That device�.when it unmade
the Dementors, it freed the souls that they had
ingested,� Hermione exclaimed, and twisted around to look for her lover as the
sky went dark.� With the sudden absence
of light, she was blind and fumbled her way forward in the dark, calling both
their names.

No reply came.

She heard Narcissa�s weak murmur
of �Lumos!� and stumbled towards the other witch,
who had collapsed on the ground.� Before
Hermione reached her, she felt the rush of air as a broom passed overhead and
she saw Lucius/Toronas make a breakneck dismount in front of the Slytherin witch.

�Cissa? Narcissa!� he cried, throwing himself to
his knees and leaning over his prone wife � when she responded feebly he gave a
wholly uncharacteristic whoop of joy and pulled her into his arms, kissing her
face wildly.� Hermione watched enviously
as the witch slowly revived under the attention of her wizard and leaned against
him tiredly while he stroked her hair.�
It seemed as if he had fully come to terms with the reunion of both
halves of his personality and when she had gotten over her discomfort enough to
walk over to them, he greeted her more courteously than Lucius (by himself)
ever had done.� �The transition wasn�t
really that bad; quite easy, now I think on it,� he said, shifting his wife
against his broad chest carefully � Narcissa mumbled sleepily and snuggled
closer (Hermione�s shocks for the day got a new addition as the man she�d hated
for years smiled tenderly down at his wife).�
�It may have been because we hadn�t come into actual contact with each
other�Gildas told me all about the fights he and Severus engaged in, it�s wonder
they hadn�t killed each other.� Those two
� I think it might be a bit before they come to terms with each other, living
in one body.�

�So, what should we call you?� She asked curiously, still
keeping an eye out for her love.� �Will
you choose a new name?�

The Death Eater smiled wryly as he began to stand, scooping
Narcissa into his arms to carry her back to the Keep.� �No, I was always intended to be a Malfoy �
you may continue to call me Lucius,� he said a bit haughtily as he began to
leave.� Well.� Some things never changed.� He startled her anew as he turned back to
place a kiss on her cheek, whispered a �thank you� and told her that �her two�
would be along shortly.� �Argued the
whole time, they did,� he laughed as he took his leave.� Some things never changed, true�.but some
things did.

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