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"What did you find for surviving Death Eaters?''

Hermione has a small list in her hand for a moment as she reads it over.

"The most likely one is Walden Macnair*. He was thrown into a wall by Hagrid during the fight, but otherwise survived. I couldn't find anything on him getting sent to Azkaban."

"Good, it's a start. Now we just need to find him."

"From what I could find on him, he was born either just before or during the 1970s, he served in the first wizarding war, became an executioner for the ministry."

"What else?'

"That's all."

She shrugs gently as she looks at me. Looking at the painting of Dumbledore in the office as he watches us, smiling to himself i shake my head as the late headmaster would offer us no aid.

"Get Lucius and Narcissa in here."

Minerva looks at me for a moment before sending her owl out with a quick letter. One of them should know where to find this slithering no body.

"(Y/n), we should talk.'

"Talk about what?"

"The students have been noticing a change.'

Turning I cross my arms at Minerva and the other four.

"A change?"

She nods as she looks at me.

"It's almost as I've you've gone sour. You scare them now."

"Excuse me for not having the greatest time when the man I love, the man I'm supposed to marry in, oh I don't know, a month and the man of my child is in Azkaban while I have to sit here."

She shakes her head gently.

"We're working as quickly as we can."

"Don't tell me that, it doesn't ease me at all."

Looking at her desk she sighs before I turn to leave the room, slamming the door as I leave. Wearing one of his robes made me feel slightly better, working on the potions in class made it a little easier, but everything would be gone when I had to get into the cold bed alone at night.

It was late in the castle, the students were asleep, until I heard Filch.

"I'm going to hang you by your ankles from the ceiling, then I'll think about telling the professors."

Pulling me wand I cast Lumos as I turn the corner, getting met with a Ravenclaw and a Gryffindor shaking in their shoes behind filch.

"Argus, enough. Stop scaring the students."

"Professor, you scare them, why can't I?"

Raising a brow as I step closer to him.

"Need I remind you, you are the grounds keeper for the school? The only thing you should be worried about is, the grounds and Mrs. Norris."

He grits his teeth at me for a moment before be walks off, grumbling to himself.

"As for you two, 5 points from your houses for being out after curfew. I'll take you to your dorms."

"Professor?"

"What?"

"Do you think professor Snape will be back?"

"I hope so, why do you ask?"

"We've noticed you, um, haven't been in the best moods and have been scaring some students."

"My moods are none of your concern, I am however pregnant, and sometimes that's how It can be.'

They nod slightly before they go to their dorms. Turning the corner I make my way to the quarters and sigh to myself as I lay in the bed. Hopefully we can find Macnair and clear his name.

~

The next day Hermione, Ron, Harry, Ginny, Minerva, and I were sitting in her office while we waited for the Malfoys to get there. There was a knock on the door, turning to look at it, the familiar blondes walking into the room. Lucius having replaced his cane wand and Narcissa as quiet as ever. 

"Why are we here?" 

"You're here so I can get the father of my child, the man I love out of Azkaban." 

Lucius looks over to me as he raises a brow. "Sounds to me like you should cut your loses." 

Grabbing him by the lapels on his suit, I push him into a nearby column. "You want to run that by me again, Malfoy? We both know that Snape twice the man you will ever be, you may think he's a coward, but the only one is you." 

He looks down his nose at me, before he gives a slight nod. 

"Where is Walden Macnair?" 

"The Death Eater?" 

"Yes, he survived the second war, but wasn't put into Azkaban. We think he's the one that gave the anonymous letter to the Ministry." 

He furrows his brows as I let him go. "Why would he?" 

"That's what we're trying to figure out. You two are the only ones who would know, since Voldemort is dead for good this time. Not that he would help anyway." 

Narcissa spoke up. "My understanding was that Snape took over his position when he climbed the ranks to the Dark Lord's side, and at such a young age." 

Glancing at Narcissa I hum, crossing my arms. "Do you know where he is?" 

They share a look as they fall quiet. 

"You do! Tell me where he is." 

Narcissa sighs gently. "He's been hiding out in Hogsmeade, in a disguise at the inn." 

Furrowing my brows I grit my teeth. "He's been this close the entire time?!" 

"(y'n). You need to relax." 

Turning around I look at Ginny. Growling slightly. "I want him here, I want him in my sight." 

"What are you going to do?" 

"I'm going to get my future husband back. Any means necessary." 

Minerva sends out an owl to have him collected by the Ministry. Lucius and Narcissa left after they were no longer needed, making the Unbreakable Vow to not warn Macnair after they leave. Leaning on the desk slightly I close my eyes, trying to center myself for seeing Severus again. It's been a couple of weeks, but it's felt like an eternity. 

Feeling a hand on my shoulder I look up to see Harry. "We'll get him back, don't worry." 

"We better, I don't think I'll survive much longer without him." 

He nods before he hugs me gently, the rest doing the same before they leave. 

"The ministry will send for us when they've caught Macnair. For now do your best to relax, we can't have any extra stress on the baby." 

Sighing slightly I nod, leaving to my quarters as everything might be over soon.

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Walden Macnair is actually a Death Eater, he's the executioner that was supposed to kill Buckbeak with the axe. There isn't a lot on him from the fandom wikis and whatever, so his backstory of Snape surpassing him is made up from what I could find.