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Bringing Him Back	By : shsa0702 Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 3586 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I own nothing. J. K. Rowling is the ultimate creator of the Harry Potter universe...I just try to tag along when I can. I make no money. I just stare longingly at her millions.

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*Holds out porridge bowl* Reviews please sir? Can I have some more?

Oh squee, we shall see what happens! I have been waiting to write this chapter for awhile, as this is the turning point in the story. Sorry for the little bit of Ron bashing, I've never been a large Ron fan and I had to have someone break the news to poor Hermione.

Any a slightly lighter but still depressing note, I would like to thank my reviewers but...sadly, I have none. :( Please feed my review-hunger college self. I would really like to know if my writing is perhaps half-decent or if I'm maybe just slapping out mindless drivel. :S

Anways, on with the show!

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Breathless, Hermione took a seat at one of the many tables spread throughout the Great Hall. After being bombarded with questions from both Harry and Ron about the reason for her tardiness, they had settled into their meal until they were fit to bursting. After wandering around the room to converse with the other attendees, they had taken to the dance floor.

Having danced for nearly the last forty five minutes, Hermione was quite ready to take a break. Besides, it was nearly dark, and they were almost ready to go out to the grounds and release the lanterns.

Ron and Luna appeared next to Hermione, offering her some punch, which she gratefully accepted.

Sipping the cool tangy liquid, Hermione turned towards Ron, “So where are the kids tonight?”

Grinning he replied, “Oh you know, Mum never turns down a chance to see them, even though heavens bless her they’re a handful. She said it would be more work to get all dressed up and come to the ball than to watch them, although Merlin knows how she can handle the lot.”

Hermione laughed, remembering with ease the rambunctiousness of his and Luna’s four children. It seems fate had tested them by giving them twin boys the first go around, which they had aptly named Fred and George. Then the two little red headed girls followed, which they had named Molly and Leonora, after their mothers.

As they drifted into easy conversation of their home life, Hermione was once again reminded of the fact that she was still alone. Feeling uneasy but not wanting to dampen the couple’s good spirits, Hermione stood and announced that she was going outside to ‘get some air.’

Hermione wound her way through the crowd, exiting through the giant wooden doors of the Great Hall and following the hallway down to the courtyard. This is where they would release the lanterns, allowing them to float off into the distance; or to mill around and find the person if they were indeed in the courtyard among others.

The sun had long since set and by the light of the moon Hermione made her way to a stone bench and sat. Allowing her thoughts to wander, she stared up at the night sky as she wondered where her soul mate might be. It was a silly notion, but Hermione firmly believed that everyone had that one other person that they were meant to be with. That didn’t mean you couldn’t experience other love along the way, but when you found that one person it should be magical. Finding your soul mate should be like living in black and white and then seeing in color for the first time. It should be like taking a breath of air after being under water.

Lost in her thoughts, it wasn’t long before people began to mill out of the castle and into the courtyard. Seeing that people were beginning to pull their lanterns out, Hermione reached into her clutch and grabbed hers. She had shrunk it to fit within her tiny clutch and now, bringing it out along with her wand, she charmed it back to normal size.

Soon, nearly everyone had made their way out into the courtyard, Ron and Harry included. They made their way over towards her, lanterns in hand.

Grinning, Harry asked, “Ready mates?”

Hermione smiled as those around them began to cast the spell that would enchant their lantern. Murmuring the words around her, Harry’s and Ron’s began to glow as well. It was a magnificent sight, as the hundreds of lanterns began to float amongst them or off into the distance. Smiling with the hopes that Snape would receive his in well wishes Hermione grasped her wand, drew a clear picture of Snape in her mind, and waved it over her lantern.

“Lumos per anima.”

Unexpectedly, her lantern remained unlit. Frowning, Hermione repeated the spell.

Turning towards Harry and slightly embarrassed, Hermione muttered, “Mine’s not working. What do you suppose is wrong with it?”

Harry picked up it up, a quizzical look on his face. Harry examined the lantern, turning it so he could see the name written upon it and turned white as a sheet.

“Um, H-hermione. I think we’d better go inside.”

Ron, noticing the commotion between the two, turned around and grabbed her lantern.

“Why’s yours not lighting ‘Mione? You of all people should have no problems with a simple spell like this one.”

Harry, sensing danger tried to grab the lantern back, but not before Ron caught a glimpse of the name.

“Blimey Hermione, didn’t you hear? Snape was convicted!”

By now, people around them were starting to notice the commotion.

Confused, Hermione replied, “He was what?”

“Yeah, he was brought before the Wizengamont last month and tried before a full counsel! They convicted him of being guilty of committing crimes in the name of You-Know-Who. They gave him Veritiserum, forcing him to list his crimes in front of the court. They sentenced him before he was even finished!”

Hermione gasped, “But didn’t they know he was a double spy? Didn’t they know he changed sides not even two years after signing his life to Voldemort?”

“Apparently that didn’t matter. They decided to try him nearly to the level of You-Know-Who himself.”

“But that still doesn’t explain why it won’t light. Even if he was convicted and sent to Azkaban, his soul still has a trace on this earth. His magical imprint still exists.”

“Hermione,” Harry said hurriedly, “I think we should continue this discussion inside.”

Ron, ignoring Harry’s comment, continued on. “It was all over the papers what he did. He’s in Azkaban alright, but not as a prisoner so to speak.”

By now, the whole courtyard was silent, those who knew standing with unease, and those who were unaware waiting with bated breath. You could have heard a pin drop save for the voices of the trio.

Angrily, Hermione argued, “Even if he was convicted and sentenced to death, these lanterns are charmed to find them even in the afterlife. That doesn’t explain why mine won’t light.”

“Hermione, they didn’t sentence him to death or life in Azkaban.”

“Well what was his sentence then? The Dementor’s Kiss?”

“Hermione, they sentenced him to the Contemno per animus diffido. They condemned his soul.”

At this point, Hermione turned to Harry. “What does that mean? What exactly does that sentence entail?”

Swallowing, Harry said in a low voice, “Hermione, they didn’t give his soul to a Dementor. They turned him into one.”
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