Novel & Cerita Why Snape Killed Dumbledore

"It cuts the one who wields it as deeply as any enemy. You sought to grasp what cannot be held. Let this be the lesson carved into your bones: some losses are final. To deny them is to invite worse than death." Darius nodded once. "I accept the price." They led him to the outer gate. No ceremony. No proclamation. Just the slow creak of hinges and the wind off the mountains. He stepped through without looking back. The gate closed. For a moment, silence held them all. Then Scott spoke, voice rough. "He almost killed you." Master Veyron met his eyes. "I know. But I don’t think he wanted to. I think he tells the truth—the spell was meant to kill me but didn’t. I believe he used it to slow me do

I asked. “Yes, it is. A compulsory one for all Alphas. It’s their past self.” Snape said. The car stopped. Snape did so to sneeze. I noticed he had an usual and power sneeze. We got back on the road. “So, the Ville is a beautiful, sacred graveyard, and we are going to pay our respects.” I said.

Diana cuts him off. "Killing someone special to the Death lord is like breaking him! When he shot her, he couldn't go out neither was he able to perform his duties as the Death lord. He couldn't hold a gun because the memories of her haunted him! If she dies, that's breaking the bones of the Death lord!" Diana yelled frustratingly. Both men thought of Diana's plan. "That's a good idea. Even if we later go to war, we still killed someone precious to the Death lord," The king of Levine said after a while.

Zergenth asked uncomfortably. Albus smiled like a father. “I want him to be happy, Zergenth. I want him to have a reason to move on. I want him to have love in his heart,” Albus answered sincerely. "Draco must be sad to know this sacrifice of yours," said Zergenth. "He may be sad for a moment, I admit. However, this action is necessary. I've made up my mind, Zergenth. I hope you can support my decision,” replied Albus.

She bit her bottom lip as she seemed to be handling her emotions. "What do you have to say now?" I asked her. I waited for her anger to swell over her almost pure-hearted emotions about my baby. "Are you going to rub it in my face how you took away my mate, Brendon?" "I didn't do that Viv. Not intentionally. It was Meynard who acted in defense and killed your hus-" "He was going to live. A necromancer gave him an elixer to heal him but he never woke back up." "WELL I assure you he wasn't working for me," she snapped.

I sucked in a breath. Harry wants Dominic to die? Harry is not the man I remember. I loved him. He was good to me, but he also made me choose him and said he would kill Benjamin if I didn’t. I was so naive back then and so in love that I didn’t care to be forced into choosing I loved Harry. But killing his own descendant is beyond crazy. “I don’t understand. Why would Harry want you to kill his grandchild?” “If Dominic dies he will not have a son to carry out the curse which means you will not return once you die this time. I’ll kill two birds with one stone,”He shrugs.

" Do you even know what you are talking about Lucian? You? It was you who killed Kiara ? All this time I had been blaming Nemesis... " Draco's world was about to collapse but Lucian was adamant. " Yes I did poison her but I was not the one to kill her. She took her own life. " Lucian spurt out and he shoved Draco's grip off him. " What are you even talking about? " Draco looked at me and then back at Lucian.

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?

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.

"Kael killed him less than twelve hours before I saw fake-Harry at the creek." "Which suggests planning." Mira taps her book thoughtfully. "Someone knew Harry was going to die. Maybe even engineered the confrontation that led to Kael killing him." The implication hangs heavy. "You think this was orchestrated from the beginning?" "I think someone saw an opportunity." Dexter leans forward. "Harry was a violent, unstable wolf with a history of abuse. Kael had threatened him multiple times over his treatment of Zara. It wouldn't take much to push that situation to its inevitable conclusion."