I do not own Harry Potter! No spoilers! This is a story about IF Voldemort died on the battlefield at Hogwarts in Harry's 6th year. Does NOT go with the story plot of the actual books Harry Potter.

Also this is a sequel to Master please. Please read that first. This will make no sense if you do not.

This chp. does not hold sex, but morbid writing. If blood makes you sick stay away.

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Summary: Sequel to Master please. Everything is falling apart now and Severus Snape is his master. Will Harry sit back and be a good slave and do what he's told, or will he disobey just to get the thrill of the promised pain...

After the horrible experience with Draco I made a decision. It was hard and took a lot of thinking really. I didn't know if it was worth it or if it was right, but I knew by the end of it that it would be okay. Nothing could go wrong. Nothing would go wrong.

So for a while I paid attention to the lectures and answered every question asked. I even studied to get better grades, which in turn got me more points for Slytherin. This also got me in better standing with the people of my new house. Gryffindor wasn't happy with me at all, so I tried really hard to make up with the important people in that house, no one listened to me at all when I tried, but I did my best.

Master, during all of this was very sweet. So I made sure to do everything perfect. I didn't get into arguments, I listened to everything he said, made sure everything was exactly the way he liked it, and I even started to give him blowjobs willingly before and after lectures. Everything has been going perfectly with us. Even Voldemort has been quiet, which I realized quickly meant he was now in my stomach and I was nearing birth.

By now I was almost 8 months along and madam Pomfery said no more sex. I'm fine with that, Master though, not so much. He threw a fit but madam Pomfery would not budge even an inch.

"I mean what I said Severus Snape! No more sex!"

"This is ridiculous! He was impregnated 4 months ago!" Master pinched his nose with his thumb and index finger before continuing, "So because of his condition becomes so fast he's nearing birth?"

Madam Pomfery looked at him sternly before continuing, "Yes, He should be due in two weeks. In those two weeks he needs all the rest he can get. No more sexual activities of any kind, no more classes, and no more anything. In fact I suggest he stay bed ridden from now till then, only getting up to use the bathroom is allowed."

Master glowered at her over my bed. He didn't look happy at all. I continued to look between them as they basically screamed at each other, not really paying attention to them. All I knew was that in two weeks I would be giving birth. I was going to give birth to a monster, a monster that would terrorize every witch and wizard out there.

I knew I had to do something if I was going to stop that from happening, and I had to do it fast. While Master and madam Pomfery argued I finally sighed.

Madam Pomfery looked at me when I sighed and waved her wand over my head. Some words popped up in front of her and she looked them over before moving them so they were in front of Master.

"Something is not right with his charts. Has he been taking his potions when he's supposed to? I gave him that potion box two weeks ago for the babies and his health. His stats have gotten lower." Was all she said before walking away.

Master looked over what was floating there. Before making the words disappear and following her with a scowl on his face saying something about yes he has and he knows it. I watched them walk into her office and close the door. I was left alone. Personally I hadn't been alone in a long time. I was always studying and trying to tie up my lose ends. So in this alone time I thought about what I'm going to have to do.

I knew I would have to do this tonight, when everyone was asleep. No one could be around and it had to be so I could get rid of this thing inside me. The abortion would be quick and easy and no one would know till it was too late. Not even Master would know.

I took a look around the hospital wing and realized I could do it right then. So I grabbed my box of potions I'm supposed to take twice a day and looked it over. It had two weeks' worth of potions not taken in it when it should be empty. I grabbed one potion at a time and downed them one after the other. I then set them back in the box right where they belonged and right as I was taking the last one they both came out.

"See Poppy, he's taking them as directed. His last dose is right now." Master said then grabbed the box and gave it to madam Pomfery.

"I don't know…" She said and looked through the empty bottles before sighing. "They are all empty. Maybe your magic's throwing the scan off… take him to your quarters, put him in bed and remember, no more sex!" Master glowered at her before helping me up and out of the hospital wing. We walked to his quarters slowly, I wobbled really and my ankles hurt, but I still walked. The walk was silent and we didn't pass anybody thankfully.

Finally we got to his rooms and he let me in and ushered me to my bed. Yes, my bed. Master gave it to me after the Draco incident as an apology. Once I was changed and in bed Master left saying if I needed anything to call for a house elf because he was going to his lab near the classroom which was three floors below his quaters. He left before I could agree so I sat there.

All of those potions were heavy duty pain relievers and healing potion mixed together. They were for healing me and making the birth easier. Draco we found really did a number on my ass and I actually had to sleep on my stomach for a few weeks. But even then whenever I sat I still felt the pain. Master was worried about the birth and its effect on my ass but madam Pomfery assured him that if I took those potions over the course of two weeks, twice a day my ass would be healed from the healing potion and heavy duty pain relievers mixed together.

Taking them all I once I knew was bad. I looked up both the potions and it said you could mix the two of them together in small doses. Large doses will actually create the opposite effect, mass amount of pain and actually will kill you depending on how much you take. I took enough to kill a griffon.

I smiled as the pain started and grabbed some parchment and a quill. I wrote a note while I felt the monster's movement become slower and slower until finally it stopped all together. I could feel Voldemort dying. And I knew that this was the right choice. Once I finished the note I folded it in three's and put it under my pillow. Master would find it eventually I knew, but I would be gone.

As I lay back on the bed I could feel the pain slowly increasing. My lungs slowly began to hurt worse and worse with each breath. I knew I didn't have long and began coughing up blood. With each cough more and more blood kept coming up. Eventually I stop coughing and started to throw up blood instead. My throat burned, my lungs burned, everything burned. I tried to get out of bed to go to the bathroom to throw up there, but my legs refused to move.

I realized I couldn't feel my legs at that point and concentrating was becoming harder and harder. The world was spinning and I laid down on my back only to have my eyes start to burn and my vision actually become black. Panicking, I tried to turn over to throw up more but I couldn't move. My whole body was paralyzed. I couldn't do anything but choke on my blood. I felt myself drowning in it. Every breath filled my lungs with stomach acid and blood.

In a span of ten minutes from laying down in bed and Severus leaving, I had killed myself and the spawn that would have killed everyone. Slavery was not an option, no matter how much that potion had made me think it was. This is the end. I am gone now. And my last thought to Severus will forever be that I really did love him. I loved him enough to save him, by dying for him.

'Good bye my love' was my last thought, a thought he would never hear or understand.

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