Why Did Snape Make The Unbreakable Vow Novels & Stories

Every bruise, every skipped meal, every night locked in the attic flashed behind my eyes. “You watched,” I whispered. “And did nothing.” “I watched,” he agreed, voice barely air. “And every day I hated myself more.” Blood dripped faster now, pattering onto the hardwood. I lunged forward. “You’re bleeding again—stop talking!” He waved me off, swaying. “I’m fine… it’s just the consequences of breaking the vow tonight.” Terror clawed my throat. I whipped toward Sebastian. “Do something!” Sebastian’s face was stone. “I can’t. The convenant is between him and the Goddess. No spell overrides that.”

"They were loyal to him until their last breath. How did you break them?" Enzo stepped aside, revealing a dozen men standing in the shadows of the dungeon corridor. They were battered, their armor dented, but their eyes were hungry. “They weren't loyal to him, Gonzalo. They were loyal to the order he promised the order he destroyed the moment he brought a rogue into our inner circle. The moment he let that girl bleed for a ritual that ruined our lineage.” I froze. Sapphire. My mind flashed back to the dungeon floor, the sight of her dress soaked in crimson, the way she had looked at me with such pity or was it disdain? My chest tightened.

“Help? He was a loose end, just like you.” I glanced at the door, then back at her. “You don’t have to do this. Whatever they’re paying you, my father can double it. Just let me get him out of here. He still might make it if we move fast.” “Double it?” She stepped closer, voice dripping with mock pity. “Money doesn’t buy loyalty to the Swan. Your father couldn’t save your mother, and he sure as hell can’t save you. That alliance with the Volkov’s? It’s going to get you both buried. But don’t worry. I’ll make sure the message gets sent loud and clear with you dead.”

I would never let him have me; I’d rather die. “Y—you want to make me yours, like a Luna, a mate?” I questioned, and his eyes lit up. “Yes.” I nodded slowly as if contemplating his words, then looked back at him. “I have a mate.” “I know. I plan to break your bond and replace it with mine,” he said, and my eyes widened in horror. Breaking a bond? That was going against nature; it was unheard of. A bond could never be broken, not even by the most powerful sorcerers in history.

“Is this what you wanted, mother? To see her broken? To see me broken?” Mrs. Johnson’s face contorted, her pride battling with shock. “You never told me about this girl,” she snapped, her voice shaking. “You never invited me to your court wedding. The only woman you ever introduced to me was Sandra! The woman I thought was your wife. And now, suddenly, this stranger appears, carrying your child, demanding your loyalty. Do you expect me to accept her without question?” Stephen rose to his feet, his eyes burning as he loomed over her. He looked like a man torn between fury and despair, his voice ragged as he spoke.

But it wasn't a healing spell -- it merely seal the dying one at the edge of death. The dying soul would be the only one remembering everything, and if they even speak of the memory sealed, the spell would be undone and the seal broken, meaning their death would continue, and the two werewolves' ability to love would be forever lost. The two werewolves that made the sacrifice would only regain their memory, but unable to love again, forever. The spell was never meant to be broken by force, but it CAN be broken, peacefully. The peaceful way to break the spell, is for the two werewolves who can't love to wake up their mate mark by their mates.

“Honestly, I thought it was made up. Is it actually serious?” “It’s a blood oath; an unbreakable bond and a constant reminder of the promises made and the consequences that come with breaking them. Once it’s taken, there’s no going back. Only death releases you from it.” I nodded in awe, sucking in all the information he was giving. “So, how do you take the blood oath?” He gave me a stern look, and I rolled my eyes in response. “Okay, so do you know anyone who has broken it?” My question had him go silent.

And because I was turned to a vampire against my will, I will never turn a human to the monster I have now become. I long for my humanity but I know I can never get it back. So I vowed. I will protect humans from monsters like myself. From anything non - human. And today, I will break that vow for the man I love. Silver exchanged a glance with Miles who in turn turned to me. "Are you sure?" "I have never been more sure of anything else in my entire life," I said. And I meant it. "And you will not hate yourself if you break your vow?"

I looked over at Damon, and the same concern swirled in his eyes. "The prisoner is yours. Remember, a vow with a dragon is a vow for life. Break it without consent, and you will only curse yourself. Garren will decide when the vow is no longer needed." Before we could say anymore, they pushed Apollo forward and stepped back into the shadows. Their presence was no longer detectable as if they had vanished into the air itself. "You bastard," Damon shouted as he charged for Apollo. His hand was formed into a fist as he aimed for him. Apollo didn't even bother to defend himself. He didn't even flinch when Damon's fist connected with the side of his face.

Now it was time to get out of here because I had a feeling that clothes were going to go flying off really soon. I grabbed Sophie's hand and jerked her out of the room and slammed the door shut. "OK, that was intense." "Ya, it was but it was needed. He needed to let go of this hate he had for her. She didn't mean to break his little heart, and he just needed to see that." "How did you get through to him?" "I just made him look at the whole picture and that she didn't have a choice and that she was trying to protect her family."