[HP] Born to be a pair

The thick black clouds covered the moonlight and stars, and there was no light at all, and there was no breeze near the castle.

The black cloak didn't move at all, as if melting into the darkness, the impurity-free black reflected the surrounding black, only a pale hand was slightly visible.

Renee was facing the black cloak, sweat dripping down her cheeks, her eyes burning, her lips chapped and sore.

On the dark red shirt, six of the eight buttons were missing, and the back and shoulders were pierced by branches and thorns to make long cracks, leaking bloodstains inside.

Half of the leg was also exposed in the darkness, mottled with scars and dried blood; not to mention that there was a dying man lying on his back, and a stream of blood would spurt from his neck from time to time.

"Do you want me to see how awesome you are?" Renee said coldly, covered in blood and mud, but her courage was as tall as death, "Then let me put your friends aside -"

"Renee?" The black cloak also spoke, Abigail's hesitant voice came out from the shadow of the abyss-like hood, "Is that you?"

Renee opened her eyes slightly, and saw the thoughtful face under her aunt's magic wand that started to shine—it really was her!Thinner, with horribly bigger eyes, and paler lips, but it was her!Abigail Shafik!

"Prove your identity!" Renee's lips trembled, her nose fluttered slightly, and she raised her wand at the same time.

"I—your sixth grade Christmas, I asked Anna to invite you to my house for the holidays, remember? In the country. Anna, and Sneff—"

"Auntie!" Renee yelled in surprise, and immediately relaxed Snape behind her back to lay flat on the ground, dripped some blood tonic for him again, and then looked up at Abigail, "Help! Auntie, save him!"

Abigail quickly lifted the cloak and walked quickly, the light moved towards Snape, causing him to roll his black eyes slightly, and then closed them as if being stung by the light.

"Why—" She wanted to say something, but she swallowed the words after touching the bottle of blood tonic, "What's wrong with Snape?"

"I don't know! When I found him, he was already like this - there were two wounds on the right back of the neck, which looked like snake teeth wounds. But I couldn't make the wounds heal anyway. It's like, like there's something in the wound that's stopping me from a...snake...snake bite?"

Renee paused, and the scene of Nagini's tragic death that day suddenly appeared in her mind, that big snake—swimming out of a round and transparent protective cover—Voldemort's snake!

"That's the last one," she said ghostly.

"What?" Abigail had already taken her patient, carefully inspecting the wound in the light, and fumbled for more bottles of blood tonic from behind.

"That's Voldemort's last thing, that's what Harry and the others have been looking for..." Renee murmured, "I was so close to her...if I could kill her successfully..."

Abigail took off her cloak to cover Snape, and embraced the man horizontally with smooth, pale hands as thin as dead branches.

"Go," she said encouragingly and relieved, "do what you want, and Snape will leave it to me!"

Renee looked away from her arm, nodded solemnly as if relieved, and the two handed over the troublesome patient, so that the other could at least guarantee to hang him, and Renee left in peace.

Small parcel-like things were scattered on the grass in front of the castle, and remnants of the explosion were everywhere.

The castle was eerily silent, and there was no flickering of light, nor crashing, screaming, or shouting at the moment.

In the deserted foyer, the flagstones were bloodstained, with broken marble and splintered wood; part of the railing was blown off.

She hurried to the Great Hall, where the college tables were gone and the hall was packed.

The survivors stood in groups of three and four, hugging each other.The wounded were gathered on the high platform, Madam Pomfrey and a group of assistants were treating them.

As soon as someone saw her, they called her name loudly, attracting more people's attention on the high platform.

Some were weeping, while others breathed a sigh of relief. Ms. Pomfrey looked at her across half of the auditorium, her eyes were moist, and she said loudly in a trembling voice: "What are you still doing standing there? Hurry up!"

Renee had never realized that there were so many ghosts in the castle. Countless ghosts and survivors mixed together, quietly and sadly praying and mourning for all the dead.

She felt that her moving legs were as heavy as lead, because she had to pass among the dead lying flat on the ground, those familiar and unfamiliar faces, and even the most immature face, which was round and well-behaved. She was as pale and cold as her heart!

Sue Lee, her friend and roommate, was lying quietly on the ground at this time, her right hand was tightly held by her boyfriend, Wayne Hopkins, who also lost his life.

Was Morag crying?She fell into Professor Flitwick's tiny chest, crying out for her best friend.

Padma had lost a calf, and her sister Parvati and friend Lisa found a number of stumps on the playground for Madam Pomfrey to identify so the girl could have the leg reattached.

Half of Sirius Black's chest was covered in blood. He was lying on the hospital bed on Madam Pomfrey's left side, vomiting blood uncontrollably.Professor Lupine and the pink-haired witch stood in front of him, haggardly applying and pouring potions on him.

The Weasley twins walked around Renee, and they, who were always joking, looked serious at this moment, carrying a dead body further away.

Her eyes searched along the flat corpse, and sadness and fear once again occupied her brain, making her almost unable to breathe.

"Renee!" Then the person she was worried about appeared, the person she was most worried about—Renee turned around quickly, and saw Neville who had returned from the playground, new wounds added to the old wounds, gray Mud and blood mixed together and ruined a robe.

But both hands and legs were there, and the swing was still so powerful and fast, he was almost like a gust of wind blowing towards Renee from the door, causing her to smell some gunpowder smoke and blood.

"I thought you—" Neville choked up and was speechless for a while, "Many people carry dead bodies on the playground. Every time I see a brown-haired person, my fear will deepen."

He never shed tears when facing the enemy, and refused to cry when facing the Cruciatus Curse, but now he suddenly saw Renee who was still breathing, and there was a crackling sound from his hard-supported chest.

It's the burst of worry breaking through the chest, the explosion of too much fear.

Renee wiped away his tears with her right hand, and said softly, "Go on, soldier, I have to help Madam Pomfrey."

The two looked at each other silently, without kissing or embracing, but the love and lost and found in their eyes became more and more intense.

Then, they separated, Neville returned to the queue, and together with other survivors moved the playground and the corpses around the castle; Renee quickly joined the team of Madam Pomfrey's assistants, and began to heal the nearest Professor Moody .

She connected Padma's calf that was blown off with her own hands. The girl stared at her stubbornly, her eyes were red, but tears did not flow down.Instead, Parvati cried even harder and fell into the arms of Lavender, whose face was still bleeding from the wound.

Sirius Black's condition gradually stabilized after she approached. He was hit by several hexes and poisonous spells, and he was also burned by the fire. It was a fluke to survive, but the price was that if he did strenuous exercise in the future, he would cause a burst of coughing and wheezing .

"Harry...Harry..." he called softly in his coma, his tired face full of longing, longing to see his godson.

The pink-haired witch—Renee had learned her name was Tonks from the conversation—had suddenly changed her hair to a low-key black, and buried her tear-stained face in Lupine's arms.

Not long after, Ginny's mother, Mrs. Weasley, went to the high platform and began to help others with some simple trauma treatments. She took over a patient with a familiar face in Renee's hands—I remember it was Percy Weasley, It should be her child too - apply the ointment carefully and carefully.

Professor McGonagall, who has always been meticulous, looked embarrassed after experiencing the flames of war. She was standing with Mrs. Longbottom, comforting several younger students.

Cho and Luna knelt on the ground, distributing hot tea and a small piece of bread to some cold and hungry survivors. Renee also had a share, but she was too busy, so Luna directly tore the bread into small pieces. The lump was stuffed into her mouth.

Suddenly, Voldemort's voice reappeared outside the castle, eerie, but transmitted far and clearly.

"Harry Potter is dead. He was killed as he fled, and he ran for his life while you gave your life for him.

We brought you his body to prove that your hero is indeed dead, and we won.

You resisters have lost half their numbers.My Death Eaters outnumber you now, and the Boy Who Lived is finished.

Never fight again.Whoever resists in the corner, regardless of man, woman or child, will be killed, and his family members will also be executed.

Now, come out of the castle and kneel before me, and you will be forgiven, and your parents, your children, your brothers and sisters will be forgiven, and go on living, and you and I will enter into the new world we will build together. "

Time stood still like a silent night, and every sober survivor stopped what they were doing, as if they had heard something out of the Arabian Nights.

Then, in a silent, smoldering atmosphere, everyone started walking out, even running - did they have to bow down to Voldemort, just Harry Potter dead?How can this be?

Renee cut off the bandage in her hand, she was in a daze after being frightened, she saw Neville walking towards her against the flow of people, equally dazed and unbelievable, the two held each other's hand - this is what Renee could do at this moment The only warmth felt - also walked out with the crowd.

"No!"

They walked to the outermost layer of the crowd, and heard Professor McGonagall's screams. She stood beside Renee, and even began to tremble.

Bellatrix, who was in the enemy ranks, began to laugh loudly, and her whole body was also trembling from the laughter, causing some of the Death Eaters to laugh one after another.

"No!"

"No!"

"Harry! Harry!"

Ron, Hermione, and Ginny's voices were more shrill than McGonagall's, and Renee felt that her hand was about to be pinched off by Neville.

She saw Harry Potter's corpse being held in Hagrid's arms, his vertically stiff arms drooping in mid-air, and his chest didn't show any heaving.

The big snake was coiled on Voldemort's shoulder, staring at the castle with cold eyes and spit out the letter.

In Renee's eyes, the snake's existence was almost stronger than Voldemort's. This terrifying dark wizard with red eyes flashed no longer frightened her.

In the grief of Harry's passing, a strong flame of revenge welled up in her heart, which was directed at Nagini - if she could change her life for another, would Voldemort be ruined? , disrupting all his plans?

But someone moved before her, and Renee felt her hand be released, and the tall figure beside her raised her wand and rushed out.

Renee screamed, only grabbed his robe corner, was taken out and fell to the ground, and was taken back by the panicked Professor McGonagall.

Neville, who was not close, was immediately disarmed and fell heavily to the ground. Voldemort laughed and threw the challenger's wand aside.

"Who is this?" He said in a soft, snake-like hiss, "Who took the initiative to defy the law and let everyone see what will happen if you continue to resist after defeat?"

Bellatrix smiled happily.

"It's Neville Longbottom, master! The boy who caused so much trouble for the Carlos! The son of the Auror couple, remember?"

"Ah, yes, I remember." Voldemort said, looking down at Neville.With his bare hands and no cover, Neville struggled to his feet and stood in the clearing between the survivors and the Death Eaters.

"But you're a purebred wizard, aren't you, my brave boy?" Voldemort asked Neville, who stood facing him, his empty hands clenched into fists.

"So what?" said Neville loudly.

"You have shown courage and determination, and you are of noble birth. You will make a rare Death Eater. We need someone like you, Neville Longbottom."

"I'm not going with you until hell freezes over," said Neville. "Dumbledore's Army!" .

"Very well," said Voldemort, and there was more danger in his smooth voice than the cruelest spell.

"If that's your choice, Longbottom, we'll just have to go with the plan. Let it," he said softly, "fall to your head."

Voldemort waved his wand.

A few seconds later, a strange bird-like thing flew out of one of the smashed windows of the castle.It flew out of the dim light and landed in Voldemort's hands.

Voldemort shook the musty object by its prongs, and it hung empty and limp: the Sorting Hat.

"Hogwarts School needs no more Houses," said Voldemort, "no more Houses. The coat of arms, shield and banner of my noble ancestor, Salazar Slytherin, to all of you Suffice it to say, isn't it, Neville Longbottom?"

He pointed his wand at Neville, who immediately froze and remained motionless.

Then Voldemort pushed the hat on Neville's head so hard that the brim slid under Neville's eyes.

Renee had a bad premonition in her heart, and she wanted to rush forward to prevent him from approaching Neville, and kill the big snake coiled around his neck.

Leave Neville - leave him - get those dirty hands off -

She didn't make a sound, and could only roar furiously in her heart, and Ernie stopped her stepping leg again.

The Death Eaters raised their wands in unison, keeping the Hogwarts resisters at bay.

"Neville is going to show everyone what happens to those who foolishly continue to defy me." Voldemort said with a wave of his wand, and the Sorting Hat immediately burst into flames.

Renee's yell broke free from Voldemort's spell and cut through the dawn sky. Neville was on fire, but he was pinned in place, unable to move.

Then, many things happened at the same time.

There was commotion from the school boundary wall in the distance. It seemed that thousands of people mighty and mighty climbed over the wall out of sight, shouting loudly and rushing towards the castle.

At the same time, Grapp wobbled around from the side of the castle and shouted, "Hagrid!"

Voldemort's giants howled in response.They charged at Glop like bull elephants, making the earth tremble.

Then there was the sound of horseshoes and the sound of drawing a bow. In the blink of an eye, sharp arrows shot among the Death Eaters one after another.They screamed in surprise and lost their feet.

At the same time, Renee has rushed towards the leader Voldemort like an arrow from the string. She blocked the Death Eater's attack with a few fast-reacting armor curses, and she wanted to send this dirty and disgusting man with his snake. hell.

"Avada Kedavra!" She roared loudly, aiming at the hissing and spitting snake.

But the spell was bounced off, and Nagini's skin seemed to have been cast with many layers of protective spells, and it easily deflected Renee's death curse, and quickly climbed off her master's shoulders, quickly and dangerously Baring her fangs, Renee ran closer.

After the flames were extinguished, Neville straightened up and broke free from the full-body restraint spell, and his hat on fire slipped off.

From it he drew something silver, with a gleaming handle set with rubies—

In the roar of the swarming crowd, in the slaughter of the giants, in the hooves of the swarming centaurs, no one could hear the sound of the silver sword cutting, but it seemed to attract every pair of eyes.

With one blow of the sword, Neville chopped off the head of the snake that had leaped at Renee, and the snake's head spun high into the sky, shining in the light spilling from the hall.

Voldemort opened his mouth to let out an angry cry, but no one heard it, and then, with a boom, the snake fell heavily at his feet—

An Armor Charm suddenly appeared beside Neville and Renee, blocking Voldemort's spell, and they immediately rolled off the ground and out of range.

The whole scene was chaotic.

The centaurs charged into battle, chasing the Death Eaters into flight, each fleeing from the giant's trample, and reinforcements came from nowhere, coming closer and closer.

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This chapter quotes a long section of the original work, because I don't want to omit Neville's highlight moments at all! ! ! !