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Serena Snape: Love of Magic - chapter 20
🕑 Added 2024-09-28 01:06:54 +0000 UTCAuthor's Notes: Chapter edited and corrected by Scott Fellman.
"I hope you don’t regret it," I said monotonously, looking over my shoulder with the cigarette in my mouth. Mrs. Potter shook her head.
"No, of course not, I just want to ask a couple of questions, I'm a little curious." Mrs. Potter seemed to be waiting for my answer, I sighed, turned around, and crossed my arms. "Thank you." She nodded demurely. "First of all, how long have you planned this?" I blinked several times.
"I don't know what you mean," I took a drag from my cigarette, making myself look as innocent as possible.
"Please don't insult our intelligence." She said with a frown. "The children may not have noticed, but you came prepared. Everything was planned, from the cure to the Malfoys, ensuring they didn't sell us anything. Even this whole talk, you basically ran this whole shit show from the moment you walked in while having the potions prepared. I'm impressed certainly, so I'm just curious, since when was this planned?" I allowed myself to smirk arrogantly.
"Now, Mrs. Potter, you're saying that I took the time to create a potion to relieve lycanthropy, something no one had ever done before, only for this moment? " She raised an eyebrow, making me laugh. "Then you're correct," I shrugged. There was no point in hiding it anymore.
"What!?" Potter and Black exclaimed. I mocked both of them.
"I'm Serena Snape, and I have yet to find a potion I can't brew." I smirked with my arms outstretched. "I had some thoughts on the Wolfbane Potion before I made it, but I hadn’t ever planned on completing it. I hate werewolves, Lupin, and his pack, so there was no use in helping any of them. Even if I could help thousands of other people." The marauders shuddered.
"So, when you knew you could gain something from it, you completed it." Mrs. Potter said, I nodded.
"Yeah, after I started brewing it, I already knew how this would end. I knew that if I blocked Lupin from getting Wolfbane, the headmaster would get involved, forcing me to give him the potion even if I didn't want to. So I planned to gain something in return for all this trouble." I shrugged.
"And all you asked for was a cloak?" Mr. Potter was the one who asked this time.
"Just a cloak?" I muttered with a chuckle as I shook my head at his ignorance. Why not lighten it up a bit? I had nothing to lose. I took one last drag before flicking out the butt in my hand. "Tell me, do you know Beedle the Bard? " I asked the group at large. They all looked confused but nodded.
"Everyone knows the children's stories, Snape, so what?" Black snorted, and I rolled my eyes.
"Then I assume you know the tale of the three brothers," I hummed. The group nodded once again, but this time, I could see Dumbledore's mind racing. "I won't repeat the tale, but in short, three brothers managed to cheat death. The impressed incarnation of Death gave each brother an item. The eldest, the Elder Wand; the middle one, the Resurrection Stone; and the youngest, the Invisibility Cloak." Dumbledore was pale.
"Miss Snape!" I once again ignored him.
"The brothers had names, Antioch, Cadmus, and Ignotus Peverell. The first to possess the Deathly Hallows, the youngest brother, Ignotus, is the one that interests us. According to the tale, the Invisibility Cloak allowed him to hide from death until an advanced age when he bequeathed the cloak to his son. That became a tradition for generations. The cloak was always bequeathed to the eldest son until it reached Iolanthe Peverell." The Potter's eyes sparkled in recognition. "Iolanthe, who was in possession of the cloak, married Hardwin Potter, and the possession of the cloak became a Potter tradition until now." I allowed myself to smile widely. "The Deathly Hallows is what made all this work worth it." I confessed.
"The hallows are a lie." Mrs. Potter stated, although it seemed like she didn't even believe it now, I just smiled.
"Oh, the hallows do exist. Whether they belonged to the incarnation of Death or not is in doubt, but not about their power, certainly not. If you have any doubts, we could ask the holder of another relic." I looked at Dumbledore with a smile. He was pale, I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. I looked at Dumbledore with the wand in his hand; I shuddered slightly and felt myself turning pale. He had silenced me without me realizing it; he had enchanted me, and I didn't see it coming. It was horrible. I pulled out my wand and threw a finito into my mouth. I swallowed my metals immediately. "As I was saying, before I was so rudely silenced."
"Miss Snape! That is very sensitive information, I demand that you stop! " Dumbledore exclaimed. I saw my shadow move and quickly moved my body to prevent him from silencing me once again.
"What's up, Headmaster? You're in po-
"Miss Snape!" he exclaimed and began to cast magic with greater force.
"Albus!?"
"- in possession of the Elder Wand!?" I finished exclaiming, which stopped us all, especially Dumbledore, who lowered his wand. I also stopped and stared at him.
"...how did you know?" he finally asked, I shrugged.
"It helps that there are still people alive enough to hear the rumors." I lied lightly, "Sometime in the 1900's, the wand fell into the hands of Gregorovitch, who couldn't help but remark that he had the wand in his possession. Years later, the wand was stolen by someone. It was difficult but not impossible to find out who it was." Dumbledore was impassive. "Grindelwald had the Elder Wand." The group collectively gasped. I saw them all pale. "And obviously, his wand would go to the person who finally defeated him, you, Headmaster."
"...I see," Dumbledore seemed to age years before he sat down once more defeatedly, "Why? Why tell us about the cloak? About the wand? If you know the bloody history of the hallows, if word gets out that you have the cloak, you won’t get a moment's rest."
"Why doesn't it matter?" I said honestly. Dumbledore looked like he wanted to chime in. "It doesn't matter because someone in this room would have to talk for anyone to find out." That stopped him stiffly, as did everyone else. "The Cloak is considered the most useless of the three hallows. It's the reason no one realized the Potters owned it, even though it's really easy to follow the family tree back to Ignotus." The Potters grimaced. "So no one knows they had the Deathly Hallows, let alone that I have it now."
"And how are you so sure? As if we wanted to keep a secret for you." Potter growled, and I hummed.
"Because if you're talking about the cloak, I'm talking about the wand." They paled even more. "Whoever wants the cloak, they'll surely be more excited about the news of the wand, especially a certain dark lord stalking us. He likes power, and the wand gives him exactly that, and he won't stop until he gets it."
"Are you threatening the Headmaster?" Black asked incredulously.
"More like mutually assured destruction. As long as the possession of the cloak remains unknown, I won't speak about the wand. If anyone comes looking for the cloak, it's fair game. I'm sure Voldemort could use the students as leverage to get the wand." I shrugged.
"I thought, Miss Snape, that you were just a girl I had made mistakes with, that I had mistakenly thought badly of you during this whole talk, but you made me realize what you really are. You are a monster." The blank look Dumbledore gave me made my hair stand on end, I felt like an animal about to be hunted, but I didn't back down.
"Albus!" McGonagall looked scandalized. I just laughed.
"It seems that this is your life's history, Headmaster." I exclaimed with a mocking smile. "First with Grindelwald, then with Voldemort, and now with me, we are the monsters that you helped create." I exclaimed with a smile, I could see Dumbledore tighten his grip on his wand, but his expression didn't change in the slightest. "Luckily for you, I couldn't care less about power. I'm a simple creature to please. Stay out of my affairs, and I won't do anything drastic. In fact, I will tell you that I plan on leaving this country once I finish my education. You won't have to worry about me."
" And I can trust your words. Why?" I chuckled.
"you can't, but you can trust that I have no reason to face you. After all, time is on my side." I smiled widely. "If I wanted to win, I just have to stay away from you. Sooner or later, you'll move on to your next adventure. While I'll continue on this one, the easiest way to win this game is to simply not play and live my life the way I want. And that's exactly what I'm going to do." I shrugged. "And the power, I really don't want it. Otherwise, I would have gone for the wand." With that, I turned around. "This talk was exciting, but I have things to do. I'd say it was a pleasure, but I don't like to lie." I said playfully as I walked away towards the door.
"Wait!" Dumbledore stopped me, and I looked over my shoulder. "The stone, did you find it?" Oh, Ariana, I smirked at him.
"Of course, and I'm feeling rather gleeful to give you a hint, the Cadmus line can be traced back to the Gaunts." He now paled even more, and my smile grew. He understood that the stone was in Voldemort's possession, and with that, I finally left the office, this time without anyone stopping me. I hoped this wouldn't come back to bite me in the ass.
Editors note: Famous last words!
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Cederjack
Love it thank you
Meruem Astro
Another week of sufering, thanks for the chapter
