Snape Killed Dumbledore Novels & Stories

SELENA’S POV By the time I got up from the floor my eyes were red like I had been bitten by a deadly animal. Hermoine was on the floor in a pool of her own blood while Eleanor still held that sharp knife in her hand. "You killed her" that was all that came to my heart as I watched her take in very short gasps like she was going to do it again and again if need be. "She is a threat and she needs to go. This time we will have no pity on anyone who deserves to die*, she wasn't even joking with the words and for some reason I didn't think she was doing anything that would hurt us.

Or worse, someone else? “You used dark magic…” I said, trying to wrap my mind around it. “I had no choice,” she said, her smile fading into something more serious. “If I didn’t, Draco would have found a way to kill Isla. I couldn’t let that happen. Not to my daughter.” “How did Draco kill you?” I asked her, with narrowed eyes. “With a dagger. I was stabbed countless times to death. Luckily I did the protection spell before going in to meet him. After he was done stabbing, I was then taken to the river and thrown inside. That was when the protection spell healed me and I woke up.” She explained.

So long that dust had thickly coated it but somehow, it still seemed to be boiling. Picking it up, I approached the doctor and asked him about it. His eyes widened, confirming my suspicion that it was indeed strange. "Where did you find that? I thought I had disposed of it. That is an extract of Voldemort root. It is a poison that kills a human within an hour so, I would advise that you return it. I wouldn't want to be the reason why your master loses a maid." I smiled faintly as I returned to the stall. By the time I returned, the doctor had finished packing and handed the basket to me.

Sophia's POV "Theodore Andrews!" Drake sneered "You fucking killed my brother!" he wailed in pain as my blood went cold. I shivered at the realization of the situation. What? Draco was dead! How? Draco had met me the night Theo was shot. My head hurt when I tried to link the fact that Theo was already rushed to the hospital before Draco might have died. Why was Theo accused? What is the relationship between the two of them?

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

And Ambrose could still do nothing but watch, as Sephora sent one last explosion of flame towards the dark lord - when Vince suddenly leaped forward, a wicked smile plastered on his face as he impaled Sephora with a spear of darkness. Ambrose roared and Vince only smiled wider. As he let Sephora's body collapse on the blood soaked ground and disappeared in an explosion of darkness. Ambrose's body was instantly released and he ran and dropped beside Sephora's body to see if she was still breathing. But Sephora wasn't breathing. Sephora was dead.

Lord Voldemort". "Voldemort, i thought he died in the war?" Damon asked Derek. "I'm also confused Derek, Damien killed him but how come he's alive and even got some spys in the school?" Damon replied with a question as confusion was written all over his face. "He didn't die Derek, instead he bacame much stronger and much powerful, he became the over Lord of darkness." Emma replied and her smiled widen. "And I'm sure he's gonna enjoy killing you both."

"It was her time to go. I got a vision of her death the moment you left the office." I shook my head in disbelief. How could she say such a thing? "It didn't matter if it was her time or not. She shouldn't have died! Not like this!" I waited for her to answer back, but tears inhibited her from speaking, so I turned to the doctor. "Tell me what the hell really happened here!" "Suzette's dark magic infiltrated our school, and Daphne drove them away." She took a step forward, reaching for Daphne's lifeless hand. "The souls of the students’ had been restored because of our Luna."

Draco's shoulders slumped, his gaze filled with remorse. "Veronica, I'm sorry," he murmured, his voice tinged with sorrow. "I have tried everything, but it seems the spell cannot revive your child. The forces at play are beyond our control." Grief washed over me in waves, consuming my very being. The weight of the loss settled upon my chest, an indescribable ache that threatened to drown me. Draco's words hung heavy in the air, his voice laden with guilt and remorse. His arms enveloped me in a gentle embrace as he carried me to the bed, his footsteps a solemn echo in the chamber.

Her smile was small, gentle, almost childlike. I killed her with a clean strike of magic, white and burning and merciful. Her body fell silently. The dungeon shook. Draco screamed inside my skull. And I did not look away.