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Harry Potter and the Heir of Voldemort
Standard Disclaimers Apply
A/N: Not canon. Dumbledore is alive, Snape is still at Hogwarts. Harry's seventh year.
If I could live my life for a second time, I would.
Seventh year could not arrive quickly enough for Harry. His heart was light as he said goodbye to the Dursleys for the last time. It didn't matter that they only glared at him in disdain and didn't reply. He felt nothing when he reassured Remus and Tonks that they could wait all day and they wouldn't get another reaction, and that it really didn't matter to him anyway. His trunk had little more in it than it usually did, and Harry had to assure them more than once that there honestly wasn't anything else he wanted to take with him, and then that he had nothing else to take.
He didn't look back.
He celebrated his birthday late amongst friends, and accepted Dumbledore's resistance to him joining the Order. His friends asked why he had accepted this so easily and he said that things would happen if they were going to happen, and repeated what Dumbledore had said. After all, it was too dangerous. Harry learned Occlumency, but the link could not be disconnected. And he was okay with it, he said.
He talked to Dumbledore about the prophecy, but only once. He didn't tell anyone else. He didn't want them to know, and Dumbledore understood. He told Dumbledore he was coping. He was glad he would never have to see the Dursleys again. He was glad he at least knew that one day he would be able to help the Order. He told Dumbledore that he was glad that one day he would be able to kill the bastard who murdered his parents. Dumbledore lost his smile but Harry grinned wide and clapped the old man on the shoulder.
"Don't worry sir. I'm not really into revenge. I'm not killing him because it's personal."
Dumbledore might have said more, but then Snape walked in. Harry thought he'd heard the comment, but he just turned the smile on the sour Potions Master and walked out. Nothing was wrong. He was a happy seventeen year old who had no respect for the rules laid down for his own safety and had no compunction about proving the fact.
He sat with Ron and Hermione late into the evenings, talking and laughing. He was happy they had finally gotten together. He wasn't jealous, he didn't feel left out, and he told them so. He would go to bed after he'd finished his homework, because he was serious about getting good marks, because his future was important. He'd sleep well, for the most part, as well.
He was fine, he was happy. He told them, and they believed him.
Innocent people were so easy to manipulate.
In seventh year, Legilimency was the new order of the day. Of his life, really. Legilimency, with a side-order of vitriol. It wasn't all bad, though. The feelings were mutual, and Harry no longer tried to look for the reasons behind it. After all, if something was going to happen, it was going to happen. Good or bad, it would come, and anxiety put stress where none was due. And even now, when something happened, Harry let it wash over him. It was better, really, than caring about everything. After all, getting angry, or upset, or worrying, wasn't going to take anything back.
So he took Snape's behaviour with a cold shoulder, and occasionally a smile, and in return Snape stayed Snape. It was reassuring sometimes, really. Snape was a constant in his life, something that would never change, regardless of what else happened. And now that he didn't take Snape's words to heart he could almost enjoy the verbal sparring and touchy words. There were no pretences around Snape.
Hatred was so easy to deceive.
There was nothing special about the day the dreams started. Nothing life-changing or momentous. Harry just awoke one night with the knowledge that something had been different. Exactly what it was, he couldn't pinpoint. His scar still stung and his heart still raced; he still felt that indefinable sense of loathing and he still laid awake in the darkness afterwards going over and over it. He couldn't remember exactly what it had been, apart from a confusing mix of light and emotions, and it irked him that he couldn't locate the source of the anomaly. The dream had just seemed…different.
"Come, Merope, you have things to learn."
The response was noncommittal.
"Merope." Sharper, this time.
"I don't want to."
"You shame me, Merope. Do you seek to disappoint me?"
"No, father." Softly.
"Do you dislike what I teach you? Do you disagree with my beliefs?"
"No, father."
A sound of impatience, disgust.
"What do you believe then, Merope? What has your life been dedicated to?"
"To the purity of blood, father. To destroying the Muggles and the Mudbloods." An answer to placate.
A hiss of approval.
"Yes." The stretched the word out. "You were raised well, my daughter. I only wish I could have had the honour myself…"
"I live to serve you, father. I will not disgrace you."
"Pay attention, Potter! You have things to learn! Am I wasting my time?"
Harry closed his eyes briefly. He was so tired.
"Potter!" Snape's voice was sharp as a whip. Dumbledore looked on from his desk.
"I don't want to do this tonight," sighed Harry.
"You do realise the importance of this, don't you, Harry?"
"Of course, sir."
"Then why are you not concentrating?" snapped Snape. "Do you wish the Dark Lord to win?"
"No, Professor, of course I don't."
A sound of impatience, disgust.
"Then what do you want, Potter? What are you trying to accomplish?"
"I wish to see the end of Voldemort," said Harry. "And peace." An answer to please.
A murmur of approval from Dumbledore.
"You have done well, Harry, for such a short time. I only wish I could teach you myself."
"I know how important this is, sir. I won't disappoint you."
That night, Harry dreamed. He felt it coming on, but it seemed not to hold the characteristic malevolence that he was used to. It was filled with fear and pain and a hundred other unidentifiable emotions, but they seemed not to belong toVoldemort as they usually did. The dream was over before Harry could gather his wits to try and memorize it, but it had shaken him nonetheless. Long after the scenes of the dream had deserted him, a deep sense of sadness remained with him. It was familiar, but it wasn't Harry's.
Harry went to breakfast in the Great Hall with Ron and Hermione early the next morning. His heart was heavy with the news that they were bound to hear. He knew something had happened; knew it all too well from the savage stab of triumph he had felt in the early hours of the morning. He listened half-heartedly as Ron and Hermione chattered, his mind more on the teachers at the Head table. They were tense, hardly talking. No one else seemed aware.
Harry didn't raise his eyes to watch that owls fly into the Great Hall as everyone else did. He heard them, the swoosh of feathers and air the innocent herald of bad news. Out of the corner of his eye Harry saw the Daily Prophet fall into her lap, heard her gasp of dismay as she unfolded it to see the front page. He kept his eyes fixedly on his plate.
"Oh, Ron, Harry," she whispered in shock.
"What is it?" asked Ron. Hermione shuffled he paper over so he could read it.
"Bloody hell," cursed Ron after a few seconds. "Harry-"
"I know, Ron," Harry cut in stiffly, his hands clenched. "I already know."
There was a moment of silence. Someone, a Ravenclaw, raced out of the Hall with a muffled sob. She wouldn't be the last.
"Oh," said Ron softly.
Harry stood up and left them, his back straight and his head held high.
It had been a common occurrence over the past year, and they all looked at him when it happened. It wasn't all of them, but some of them looked like they hated them. He knew what they were thinking. They were thinking…Why did you survive? What's so special about you that you deserved another chance and my family didn't?
He didn't like them sitting there, judging him. And every week there were more and more deaths, more and more judging eyes. And he couldn't stop it.
The emotions flowed freely from the person's mind, distance and free will no hindrance with the connection they shared. Memories came too, and though they were not theirs, there was a similarity that could not be ignored. And suddenly the person at the other end of the connection came awake, and they could see each other, feel each other, and there was pain and anger and hate. But most of all there was confusion.
There was wonder at what was happening, and about why it was happening, and hidden beneath it all was the beginnings of understanding. There was a feeling that could have been calm, that they were both sure could have been called forward and banished the anger, but the confusion prevented it and they rebelled. They pushed away their minds from the connection, closing it down and seeking the darkness, but the last thing that lingered on their minds as they parted was like a bolt of clarity in the perplexity of the moment.
I know the reasons I am supposed to hate you, but I don't think I do.
And I don't know you, but you have seen what I have seen, and for that I can't hate you…
Harry jerked awake, his scar prickling hotly, and lay staring at the canopy of his bed for hours. He had seen…and now he knew. Not everything, that was certain, but what he did know was that there was someone else out there like him. Someone who had been born into a role and had suffered their whole life for it. He couldn't say who they were or why he shared a connection with them, but the person knew him. And they shared his sorrow.
Harry stood in front of Snape, his face calm.
"Again," came Snape's curt command. "Speak the incantation if you must; if not, focus entirely on entering my mind."
Harry didn't answer Snape, just gave a sharp nod of his head and stared into Snape's eyes. It was hard, penetrating another's mind, but he knew he could do it. He was confident. He'd done it on many occasions, even though it had not been intentional.
Focus, his mind whispered to him, but he forced even that thought away. He willed his brain to coalesce with Snape's, to find a common brainwave. It was similar to Occlumency, thought Harry felt like he was working in reverse. He cleared his own mind and tried to call on Snape's, and suddenly he had it. He slipped into Snape's thoughts, digging deeper and deeper into the barriers that Snape erected before him. They got progressively harder, and Harry found he could go no further. Random, useless thoughts appeared to him, but he pushed them aside, focussing on the barrier before him. He searched for an edge, a crack, a crevice, but there was none. He tried to envision the barrier in a different way, not as something that could be passed around, but as something that could be pushed through. He felt his determination begin to waver, and suddenly he found Snape forcing him from his mind.
"A better attempt, though still completely futile and lacking in skill or finesse. I feel as though a Hippogriff is rampaging through my mind, but you are easier than a fly to brush away."
Harry felt a stab of pain shoot through his scar. He tried to focus on Snape, and cleared his mind even though the vision would come if it was going to come.
"You believe that magic is words and wand movements, Potter, but that assumption is wrong. Magic is innate, an entity in itself that can be called upon as you will it. You must understand that, and use it by itself, without motion or vocalisation. Will it to work as you want, and you can do anything."
It couldn't be that easy, or everyone would be a Merlin, thought Harry. His scar gave a second, painful throb and he twitched slightly, his eyes dropping to the floor and back up again.
"Again, Potter," said Snape imperiously, drawing himself up. But Harry couldn't focus anymore. His scar pulsed agonisingly beneath his skin and he clapped a hand to his forehead. A bolt of pain through his head drove him to his knees with a groan, and he dimly heard what sounded like a plea. Who would be calling for me? He thought. Suddenly his vision was no longer black, but filled with the figure of Voldemort in someone else's eyes.
"Daughter," he hissed. "You did well today. Your progress pleases me."
"Thankyou father," Harry heard her whisper. A piece of the puzzle fell into place. "I do my best to please you."
A wave of despair passed through him and suddenly, as Harry stared into Voldemort's eyes, the vision seemed to twist backwards, and Harry found himself in Voldemort's mind as a feeling of vicious…pride… and triumph ripped through him. It was an emotion so foreign to what Harry had ever associated with Voldemort that he was startled, but he was far more startled at who henow saw, and suddenly he understood everything. He looked into the dark eyes of the girl, a liquid black, and saw the long black hair and the face that had once belonged to Tom Riddle. He recoiled in horror, forcing the vision from his mind.
Snape's office appeared swaying before him as he gasped in pain, his head resting on the cool stone floor.
"Potter," snapped Snape, but although his voice was impatient it was not vindictive. "What is it?" Harry breathed deeply and rose his head slowly to look Snape in the eyes. When he spoke his voice was hoarse and scratchy.
"Voldemort has an heir."
"This is grave news indeed," said Dumbledore, surveying Harry over the top of his half-moon glasses. "Can you be sure of this Harry? Voldemort truly has an heir?"
For Goodness sake! Of course I'm sure. I've just told you how many times?
"Yes sir, I'm sure."
"And is he…Voldemort's child, or another's?"
"She," said Harry. Snape made an odd choking noise and Dumbledore laid his hands on the desk in amazement. "She, is Voldemort's heir, and she is most definitely his child."
"How can you be sure?" prompted Dumbledore.
"I have seen what the young Tom Riddle looked, sir. She looks exactly the same." And she is as beautiful as Tom Riddle was handsome.
Snape snorted in disbelief.
"Are you entirely stupid, Potter? There are ways to mutate a person's appearance. The Dark Lord could have done anything to his heir."
Harry shook his head. He was sure.
"I am sure, Snape, because I share a connection with her. That would not be possible if she were not Voldemort's true daughter." Dumbledore frowned.
"The same connection you share with Voldemort, Harry?"
"I- think so, yes," he said, hesitating slightly. "At first I didn't know what it was, but I could tell there was a different person at the other end of the connection. Their thoughts and emotions were so similar that I didn't realise it wasn't Voldemort."
"But you did today," replied Dumbledore softly.
"Because I saw Voldemort through her eyes, and then I saw her through Voldemort's. He intends for her to rule in his stead."
"Hmm," Dumbledore murmured, leaning forward on his arms. He looked sharply at Snape. "And you knew nothing of his, Severus?"
"No, Albus. I don't think any of us had any idea he would do such a thing…"
"The thing that I wish to know, is where he has kept her all these years. Someone must have known about her." Harry shrugged.
"They were almost certainly supporters of Voldemort. She hates Muggles." Harry felt a twinge of guilt at saying that.
"I would be more interested in knowing the identity of the mother," said Snape slowly. "Though she is probably dead by now; she would have been nothing more than a means to an end."
A memory flickered into Harry's mind of its own volition. It was her, he knew, and he struggled to recall the details.
"She never knew her mother…" Harry said slowly, "she was raised by someone else when Voldemort died the first time. But she asked about her mother, because she could remember her, and she was confused because her mother had not called her by the name that her new family did. They called her Merope-"
"After Voldemort's mother," Dumbledore interjected sharply.
"Yes," said Harry. "When she asked them they told her that her mothers name had been…" he struggled to recall it. "Evelyn, I think. There was no last name."
He heard a sharp intake of breath from Snape and Dumbledore looked at him sharply.
"How old is the girl?" asked Snape, his voice strained. Harry frowned.
"Near my age, I think. Younger though…but she's of age." Snape shuffled at his side.
"Do not think of it, Severus. It is not possible. A mere coincidence," said Dumbledore. Harry looked between the two of them in confusion. He saw that Snape looked…could Snape actually be upset? It appeared so, Harry thought. The Potions Master looked as though he were fighting with some inner grief. With a choked noise he turned and strode from the room.
"Sir? What was that about?" he asked in befuddlement. Dumbledore scrutinised him closely, though he too looked sad.
"It is no concern of yours, Harry. That is between Professor Snape and myself."
The reply was so reminiscent of one Harry had heard before, and he wondered with interest if they were related. But Dumbledore moved on to other matters, and Harry pushed it from his mind. He had other things to worry about.
Harry drifted slowly from sleep to a kind of semi-wakefulness as his scar flared to life. He sought out the other mind and found that it was not Voldemort.
"Hello, Merope," he said, reaching out over the connection. A wave of revulsion and hatred greeted him, butit wavered as though the purveyor of the emotions was not confident in them. Against his will he felt memories being drawn from his mind, and he realised with a start that it was something that Voldemort had never been able to do. The presence in his mind left no defence for Merope's, and Harry plunged blindly in, fighting the urge to defend his privacy. He sought for what interested him the most, and the memory of a photo passed before him. A woman with long dark hair and black eyes sat in a chair, and her face was cheerless. A feeling of bittersweet sadness filled him.
He fought to keep a hold of the memory, but it was being pulled from him in a swoop of anger. He tried to recall why the woman seemed so familiar, but it may only have been that he saw the hair and eyes on Merope. Something nagged at him, though.
And now as he rifled through Merope's mind, he saw his own memories; of his childhood with the Dursleys and of Hogwarts and of facing Voldemort. He saw Merope's memories; of her childhood with a sour old woman and her husband, and of lessons and more lessons, and of facing Voldemort.
He watched it all dispassionately, his life and hers. This was the girl who would follow in her father's footsteps, who would come to epitomize all that Harry fought against. This was the girl who would kill him if her father did not succeed. This was the Heir of Voldemort, and he would not give in.
"Legilimens," Snape hissed, as Harry entered the office. With a surge of anger, Harry Occluded him as Snape began rifling through his thoughts, and threw him out of his mind. Suddenly he found that emotion helped Legilimency, that it gave him strength, and that he only need close that emotion of from Snape and not from himself. He plunged into Snape's mind without invitation, and did not try to hide his anger.
He felt ruthless; he didn't care anymore about being polite, or courteous to Snape. He summoned the picture of the woman to his mind and showed it to Snape, and he felt a pang of grief run through Snape, and a single thought, before he was thrown violently from Snape's mind. Snape looked at him with mingled horror and anger and sorrow on his face. He looked as though he couldn't talk, and Harry watched him impassively. Snape's chest heaved with some inner struggle.
"Where did you see that woman, Potter?" Snape demanded, his voice colder than Harry had ever heard it before. Harry looked into Snape's glittering eyes, feeling a strange sentiment that he had rarely associated with Snape. Pity.
"Merope," he said softly, "is your sister's daughter."
Snape seemed to sag as though he were under a great weight at the same time as he swelled with anger, and he swept wordlessly past Harry. A bang echoed in the room beyond but after that there was only silence, and Harry left to return to his dormitory. He felt a hideous regret within him for shattering Snape's small hope that it just couldn't have been her, and wondered how it had happened. He wished he could take it back.
On the same day that the Order captured the Heir of Voldemort, the Dark Lord captured the Boy-Who-Lived.
No one could be quite sure how it had happened, it had been so quick. It was a weekend, and the Order had been absent from Hogwarts, determined to snatch the daughter of Tom Riddle from his grasp. No one had even seen Harry disappear; he had simply vanished.
Panic reigned as the Order searched desperately and in vain for Harry Potter, and they only faced the truth of the matter when Merope was heard to say, "He has him," softly and without emotion. It would be three months before any member of the Order would see Harry again, and Snape would be the first. The war had become personal for Severus Snape now, even more so than it had before. People would say he had become obsessed, but they wouldn't have been able to tell you why. They say he spent hours just standing and staring at the Heir of Voldemort, and there were rumours thathe was the only one she ever spoke to during her time as a prisoner of war.
Only Snape, Merope, and Harry Potter could verify this fact. It occurred six weeks after Harry's disappearance, as Snape stood by the invisible barrier that separated the evil girl child from those of them who had hearts. He had looked up to see herstaring at him, and then she had spoken to him.
"You look as I remember my mother," she said softly. Snape started, gazing at her expressionlessly. The mask slipped from his face, and Merope saw that he was so sad.
"She was my sister," Snape said. "And you…you are of my blood."
Merope looked at him in equal sadness.
"I know," she said, even more softly. "Harry told me." Snape straightened, frowning.
"I speak to him sometimes," she verified. She laughed unpleasantly and Snape felt disbelief that this girl could have belonged to his sister. "My father always told him what a pathetic Mudblood he was, but you know what? He's not as weak as my father would like to believe."
"Why do you say that?" asked Snape. He couldn't bring himself to despise this dark young woman. She smiled in a way that suggested she was pleased, but there was uncertainty behind it.
"They've been torturing him for weeks," she said. "He hurts, so badly. I can feel it, when we talk. He hasn't given up though. I wouldn't call him weak at all."
Snape stared at her, conflicting emotions battling in his chest.
"Where is he keeping him?"
Merope laughed again, her face malicious.
"I couldn't tell you that, Severus." It was the first time she had used his name, and it startled him. "If I told you that you'd go and get him, and I wouldn't be able to go back to my father. I have lots to tell him."
"Such as?"
"Like how his loyal Death Eater isn't so loyal as he thought." He knew she was lying. She didn't want to destroy her mother's brother. "Like the things I've found out from Potter. Like the prophecy." Snape tried not to betray his sudden curiosity.
"How did you come to know of the prophecy?" asked Snape.
"My father told me of it, and Harry showed it to me."
"Ah. Foolish boy. Tell me what the prophecy says."
"I can show you, if you like."
Snape submitted, and the prophecy, passed from Trelawney, to Dumbledore, to Potter, and to Merope, was passed on to him. He remembered the first part, remembered how he had run to the Dark Lord to tell him of it. The second part, however, caused him to re-evaluate his opinion of they son of James Potter.
So the boy is destined to become a murderer, the very thing he hates, and he knows it. He knows that he must kill or be killed, and that if he fails the rest of us will die also. He truly does carry the weight of the world on his shoulders.
He looked at the strange girl before him, and couldn't decide if she truly hated Potter. He asked her.
"I have hated him my whole life," she said emphatically, "And I always will."
He couldn't tell if she told the truth or not.
It occurred to Snape one day that neither the Dark Lord nor Albus Dumbledore wished to give in even the slightest bit to the other. They would leave their hopes to die lest they give that hope to the other. He perceived that Merope understood this, and he thought suddenly that Potter too, had always known this. But now he was stuck, for whilst Dumbledore refused to return Merope to Voldemort, Snape did not want to. He could not sacrifice family for the lives of the rest of the world and he hated himself for it. The girl was entirely dedicated to Voldemort, and that would not change.
Her view was as firmly fixed on destroying the Light as Potter's was on destroying the Dark. He realised that she had been born into the role just as much as Potter had been, and would fulfil it if it cost her her life. Just as Potter would do.
And Snape did not know how he felt about that.
On the day that Snape saw Harry, the rain was pouring down and the sky was dark. When he responded to his Master's call and was told that he would be visiting Potter, it struck a chord of fear and apprehension deep inside him. It was three months to the day of Harry's disappearance, and he was well acquainted with the delights that Death Eaters took in torture. He did not want to see the boy.
Yet he was guided to the small stone cell slowly but surely, and as they approached, his anxiety mounted. Themuted servant who had led him disappeared into the darkness, and Snape entered the cell slowly.
"Hello, Snape."
Snape started and turned to find the owner of the voice. The sight sickened him, even where the smell had not. Potter sat on a raised stone table, a chain binding him to the wall. His eyes were closed and a small smile graced his lips. It disappeared when he opened his eyes and looked at Snape.
"Merope sends her regards," he said.
"You should not encourage the connection, Potter," said Snape, though his heart was not in it. He did not see how Potter had the strength to talk.
"She's not as evil as everyone thinks," Harry murmured softly, closing his eyes and leaning his head back against the wall.
"You are deceived," spat Snape. He looked around the room. There was no water.
"How long since you have eaten?" he asked.
"How long have I been here?" Harry returned.
"Three months," supplied Snape. Harry shrugged.
"Food doesn't really seem the most important thing to be worrying about."
Snape stared at the mutilated body, the silence stretching between them. He looked at the swollen red hand that Potter held cradled against his chest. It was covered in blood and pus. Harry saw where he was looking.
"Oh, yeah. There's this one that likes sticking things through my hand." He held the hand in front of him gingerly, but there was no expression on his face. "I can't feel it much anymore, though."
Snape didn't reply.
"What are you doing here?" Harry asked.
"The Dark Lord has asked forme to test a potion on you."
"Hm. Well, as long as it doesn't kill me…"
Snape did not wish to think of this person before him as Harry Potter, did not want time to reconsider, and so he uncapped the potion and Harry swallowed it without hesitation. It took a second, but then Harry lurched forward as a sharp pang hit his stomach, and it didn't stop. He moaned in pain and a drop of blood trickled down his chin. He coughed violently and blood spattered the floor in front of him. Snape left him then, unwilling to remain any longer. He made his report and left, and went straight to Albus Dumbledore.
"You must cease this foolishness, Albus. Exchange the girl if you must, but get him out of there. He is dying."
"You weren't very nice to him you know," Merope said when Snape entered the room. Snape placed her meal before her but did not reply. He had done what was necessary, for Merlin's sake, and nothing more. He had taken no delight in it, that was for sure, and as much as he detested the boy he had no wish to see him suffer so, nor did he wish to be the cause of such suffering.
Three days later came the day upon which Harry would be returned to the Order. It had been Snape who arranged it, taking Dumbledore's deal to the Dark Lord, and it had been he who would lose the most.
The moment approached,as Voldemort stood with his Death Eaters, and Dumbledore with the Order. It should have been just the two of them, but neither trusted the other enough to risk it if anything went awry.
"Show me my heir," commanded Voldemort, and his voice was deep and insistent. With a nod from Dumbledore, Merope was shown to her father. Voldemort's eyes gleamed red in satisfaction, and Dumbledore gestured that he should reveal Harry.
Harry didn't know what was going, only that they were moving him somewhere and that it hurt a lot. The Death Eaters were rough, paying no heed to his injuries, and when they threw Harry to the ground his mangled hand was the one that broke his fall. He shook his head to clear it and looked up, and in the distance he saw Dumbledore. He seemed so far away. A foot connected with his ribs.
"Get up, Potter. Go on, they're waiting for you."
Harry didn't wait to see if it was a trick. He struggled to his feet, his body protesting with every movement, and put one foot in front of the other. His right knee buckled beneath him but he kept going, expecting with every step to hear the high shrill of Voldemort's voice as he uttered the fatal words of the Killing Curse, but it never came. He was a quarter of the way there when he realised that they couldn't simply be letting him go, and sure enough he saw someone walking towards him.
Their eyesmet and he realised that it was Merope, her unwavering gaze fixed upon him.
As Harry reached the half-way point he felt his feet slowing, almost dragging, and he stopped when he stood before Merope. He stared into the face of the girl whom he had never met but knew so much about, and then looked over her shoulder to what awaited him on the other side. He saw their questioning faces, their fear and their curiosity, and he looked back at Merope.
Her gaze, too, was off in the distance, and when it returned to his they reached out as one and clasped each other about the arms. Harry drew Merope close, remembering Snape's words, and he willed the magic to work as he wanted it. For some reason he could not define, he trusted Merope, and she him. They had seen each other at their highest and their lowest, perceived each others most desperate wishes and hidden thoughts, and it was enough. They had seen what awaited them if they returned, and found it sadly lacking, and so Harry focussed on the magic, and together he and Merope disappeared.
Where they were going, even Harry didn't know, he just let the magic carry them until it felt right to stop. They left behind the responsibility and the fear that they had secretly hidden, fear that they would never be able to live their own lives. Maybe they knew they would have to face it eventually, but for a few precious moments they could almost imagine that there was no Voldemort, no Dumbledore, no war, and no responsibility. They united in their disappointment at life and ignored the pull of the light and the tug of the Dark and disappeared into their own world where everything was grey.
Voldemort had been right in a way; there was no good and evil, only power and those too weak to see it. But Harry saw it now, and he acknowledged it. If Voldemort died today, there would be someone else ready and waiting to take his place. If Harry destroyed Voldemort, and someone else rose, the Wizarding world would expect Harry to save them again. If Harry didn't destroy Voldemort, he himself would be killed and the Wizarding community would be in peril. It was a Catch 22.
Some said thatpower and evilwere essentially the same thing, but Harry wasn't so sure. One led to the other, but that didn't necessarily mean that they couldn't exist alone. After all, if you didn't have power, you couldn't be evil, but Dumbledore was proof enough that strength did not have to be aggressive.
It was how you wielded power that mattered. It had nothing to do with strength.
Harry became aware that his feet were on the floor, but he didn't look around to see where they were. He hurt all over, but instead of moving to examine his injuries, he stepped closer to Merope and bent to press his lips to hers.
He drew back slowly, apprehensive and fearful. These were forbidden feelings, but they felt so right. He kissed her again, with sad desperation, seeking reassurance that she could not give. He saw his own emotion reflected in her eyes, and knew that as long as they felt the same way, then this was right.
Harry wasn't quite sure when he had fallen in love with her, only that it had happened and it was real. She was a person so much like him in her experiences and feelings that it was hard to resist the comfort that she could bring. She was someone with whom he could identify, and whose feelings he was certain were genuine. He could tell they were; he had read her thoughts and she his, and feelings were not something that could be fabricated.
And so as Dumbledore and Voldemort accused each other of foul play, and demanded the return of the ones they hoped would win them the war, Harry and Merope learned that there truly was more to life than what they had always known. In each other they found the confidence to break the rules and take their first true steps into the world by themselves, and it was a bond stronger than any other.
Merope was by no means uneducated, and Harry allowed her to brew the potions and cast the spells that would heal him. It took only a few days to return him to health, and he hid the memory of those weeks in captivity in the darkest depths of his mind. He was used to it by now- adept at forgetting the things that weren't good and focussing on those that were. And so he smiled at Merope and said he was better, and together they set off for Hogwarts where Harry would convince Dumbledore that Merope was not evil, was not like Voldemort, and was not under his influence.
He asked her if she felt guilty for abandoning everything she had been taught to believe, guilty for deserting her father, and she told him no. Harry felt a flitter of doubt. He would have. There was no way he could have turned against everything he knew, and the idea had not even entered conscious thought, because he knew it was simply not an option. Maybe he was a coward, or maybe Merope was simply stronger than he, or maybe it was because no one else had their destiny already laid out before them.
Yes, that was it, he thought. Everyone else had a freedom he did not have, and it was a luxury he would not be able to afford until the war was over.
Harry walked into Hogwarts late at night to avoid the students, hand in hand with Merope. They paused in the Entrance Hall, and he saw a silver Patronus fly past. He recognised it as Snape's, and called out the man's name. Snape stepped from the entrance to the dungeons, his brows drawing together in surprise as he took the two of them in.
"What is this?" he asked softly, and Harry thought he sounded almost confused.
"We were on our way to see Dumbledore," Harry replied, tightening his grip on Merope's slim hand.
"Where have you been?" asked Snape. "It has been three days."
Harry shrugged.
"I needed time."
Snape sneered and stepped towards them.
"Well you seem to be in much better health. May I ask why you brought the girl with you?"
Harry frowned at his tone.
"Her name is Merope, Snape, and she is your family. I suggest you get used to that." Snape refused to glance at Merope.
"She is Voldemort's daughter," he hissed. "My sister would never have spawned such an evil child. And if she ever was my sister's child, she forfeited the right of being a member of my family the moment she became loyal to Voldemort."
Harry stepped back, appalled.
"Are you serious?" he asked quietly. "Of all the conceited, hypocritical things I have ever heard you utter, thisis the worst. Don't forget that you were loyal to Voldemort once, too. And you had a choice; Merope did not."
Snape's face was pale, but he refused to give in.
"How can you know she is no longer loyal, Potter? Just days ago she sat and threatened to divulge the Order's secrets to the Dark Lord."
"If you were in her place, would you think any differently?" asked Harry. "I certainly didn't cooperate with Voldemort when he had me. And I know that she isn't loyal to him for the same reason I know that you are not," Harry said fiercely. "It is called faith, and it is time you had some of it."
Gripping Merope's hand, Harry turned and began heading for the headmaster's office, but Dumbledore had already responded to Snape's message.
"Ah, Harry," he said, his surprised gaze sliding over them. "And Merope."
"Sir," said Harry. "I'm sorry I didn't contact you sooner. I just…" he trailed off.
"I understand, Harry," Dumbledore said, smiling slightly. He looked weary of Merope, though. He looked past the two of them to Snape.
"Severus, may we use your office so that we may talk? I am afraid mine is too far away for this urgent matter…"
"Of course, Albus," said Snape impatiently. The man knew he didn't have to ask.
They moved down the corridor into the dungeons and Snape held the door as they passed through. They took seats around the desk and a fire sprang up in the hearth.
And it was on that evening that Harry Potter returned to Hogwarts and delivered Merope Riddle from the life she might otherwise have led. Harry told their story, and although he saw the scheming gleam in the headmaster's eyes he did not comment on it. He saw the doubt hidden deep in Snape's eyes, and although he tried to hide it they all knew it was there. And Harry understood, he really did. It was a similar doubt to the one he himself harboured, but he had moved past his and taken action.
The world would spurn Merope for who her father was, and scorn Harry Potter for loving her, but Snape was too careful to let them know what part he played in the whole affair. In admitting that Merope was his niece, he would be admitting to the terrible tragedy that had befallen the sister whom he had loved so very much, and he couldn't bear to acknowledge the pain that she must have gone through. For now he would be satisfied with the knowledge that the boy who could defeat his sister's murderer was safe, and while that was true he would always have a chance for revenge. He ignored the niggling guilt that grew in his chest, and wondered if avenging his sister's death and returning Merope or saving his sister's daughter and condemning the wizarding world would have been a bigger sin. He had made the decision; to sacrifice his last remaining link to his sister in return for revenge, but now it appeared that he could have both.
And so Harry returned to school and Merope to live at Grimmauld Place, and after the frenzy of friends and fans, life went back to normal. The days passed slowly and he could feel Voldemort's hate growing.
The attack came without warning and without mercy, half way into the next holidays. Harry had joined Merope at Grimmauld Place, and the moment they received word of the attack Harry knew that it was time. When they arrived at the site, Harry didn't seek Voldemort out to duel him. He could feel him, somewhere out on the battle field, and he knew Voldemort would be aware of his presence. So he stayed out of sight, creeping around the edge of the battle until he caught sight of the Dark Lord.
He left Merope in the shadows and stepped forward, but he didn't alert Voldemort to his whereabouts. His actions were not heroic, or brave, but he no longer cared about that. He just wanted it to be over, and so he cast the Killing Curse. It sped towards Voldemort, and the rush of hate that Harry summoned for that one moment made Voldemort spin around in surprise. His eyes widened in surprise and the look remained on his face as he crumpled to the ground, but Harry didn't see that. Instead, Harry watched as the green curse washed over Voldemort and then, forming once again, rushed back towards him. It happened so quickly that Harry couldn't move, and barely even had time to realise what was happening.
Merope watched from the shadows, and the fighting slowly drew to a halt as the Death Eaters realised that their master was dead, and in just a few seconds thegreatest obstacle of the war had been surmounted.
Of course, Harry didn't know that, because he was dead.
Snape laid a firm hand on Merope's shoulder as she knelt next to Harry, a lone tear hanging on her cheek.
"He won't wake," he said, though he knew that words alone would not stop her attempts. He had no doubt that she knew he was dead, but sometimes love truly was blind. In that moment Snape felt a stab of pity and a pang of protectiveness for the young woman before him. His hand fell back to his side and she stood up, and when she turned around and leaned in to him, Snape folded his arm around her and let her cry into his chest.
When she pulled away her face was calm, and Snape was startled as he realised that it was an expression he had seen Harry wear. He moved forward and she fell into step beside him, and he curled his arm around her shoulders as they walked off the battle field.
And so the tide of the war turned, and eventually it was over,and people could finally live without fear. In years to come people would talk of the brave young boy thathad givenhis life to save them all, and they would celebrate on the anniversary of the Dark Lord's downfall. And Harry Potterwould besomeone to be worshipped, and remembered, and you would seldom meet someone who mourned his passing.
They were there, though; his old friends, and his teachers, and those who had only been acquaintances. The ones who had known him as Harry,as a real person and not just a symbol, and the girl who had loved him.
It could be said that Merope was happy after the war. Snape was, too, to a certain extent. Their relationship was tentative at first, but they were all each other had. No one ever revealed Merope's identity, and it wasn't long before she lived just as everyone else did.
And then after many years, Harry Potter faded from their hearts and minds, and people got on with their lives. His name would remain forever, buteveryone had accepted and moved on. Harry Potter was gone.
A/N: I didn't plan for Harry to die, I really didn't, but all my fics tend to end up that way unfortunately. It just seems too clichéd when good beats evil and Harry lives. Sorry. But review and tell me what you think! Thanks for reading- Wujjawoo


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On 2012-06-06 17:48, Jukka Zitting wrote: > Hi, > > On Wed, Jun 6, 2012 at 5:16 PM, Michael Dürig <firstname.lastname@example.com> wrote: >> On 6.6.12 14:20, Julian Reschke wrote: >>> At first glance, this seems to be another case of where the test needs >>> to refresh() before saving, because in Oak, the session doesn't >>> necessarily have the latest changes. >> >> This is necessary in any case and should be fixed in the test case. > > The test is IMHO fine, what we need is Session.save() to do an > implicit refresh() (or an equivalent rebase operation) before > committing transient changes. In fact IIUC that's already the case > here. > >> This is caused by the way refresh(true) is currently implemented. It does >> basically a rebase operation: it re-applies all changes of the current >> session to the current trunk. Now when a node does not exist any more in >> trunk and there are changes to the sub tree rooted at that node, these >> changes are silently discarded. > > Perhaps we should replace such cases with conflict markers that > prevent the transient space from being resolved (for example with a > commit hook that prevents such markers from being present in commit). > Only if the session then explicitly removes or re-adds the modified > subtree, thus clearing the conflict marker, can the save succeed. That sounds like a good idea. Should we open a ticket describing the problem? That would allow me to annotate the test exclusions in the pom.xml with pointers t related work items... Best regards, Julian
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- Minimum stay:2-3 nights
- Sleeps:6
- Bedrooms:3
- Bathrooms:2
- Property type:Estate
- Internet:Yes
- Pets considered:No
- Wheel chair accessible:N/A
About the Property
3 Bedroom, 2 Bathroom Spacious Home With Ever-Present Panoramic Views
Furnished with style and comfort, we invite you to sink into overstuffed couches and chairs, put your legs up on ottomans and reclaimed wood coffee tables, and dine on the antique farm table or the vintage teakwood set under the stars. With multiple, comfortable eating and seating options available indoors and out, your most difficult decision will be where to sip your cappuccino or pinot noir.
If you enjoy cooking, you will appreciate our large, updated kitchen with a new 5-burner Italian gas range, double ovens and high-end small appliances and cookware. The built-in gas grill is conveniently located on the back deck for added cooking options. Or explore the health benefits of juicing with our Breville juicer - there is no better place on earth for organic vegetables and fruit from our gardens or local farmers.
We hope that you sleep long and well in the three thoughtfully designed and furnished bedrooms. The large master features a queen bed, ensuite bath with double sinks, enormous window with rose garden views and sliding glass doors onto the terraced back garden patio. The two other bedrooms boast antique double beds, oversized windows and beautiful rose garden or back terraced garden views. All of the bedrooms have spacious closets, and are furnished with a writing desk and a dresser. They also feature quiet ceiling fans, blackout shades and new pillow-top mattresses, down comforters, and quality linens for your added comfort.
The large living room with its cathedral ceiling is warmed by reclaimed wood beams, plush sage couches, antique side tables, opulent rugs, and multiple personal lighting options designed for reading and relaxing. It features a 47-inch flat screen television with Direct TV and a Blu-Ray DVD system. Our cozy corner library contains diverse offerings for your browsing or reading pleasure as well as a local section where you find guidebooks and practical information to help you optimize your stay in the slice of heaven that is Sonoma County.
Nestled high in the back terraced garden, the hot tub provides a secluded, steamy oasis with exceptional views, including the distant Mayacamas Mountains. It is our favorite place to greet the day in the early morning as the mist rolls through the Green Valley and to enjoy sunsets that seem to last forever. Due to the presence of unobtrusive landscape lighting, it is also an ideal spot to count the stars.
Our home and gardens are smoke-free and chemical-free. The house has an open floor plan and wide doorways. There are only 2 low steps to enter the house from any door and the master bedroom has a large walk-in shower. We have tried to eliminate all barriers to your enjoyment of this magical space.
Member since: 2013
Property Type
- Estate
- 2200 sq. ft.
House Rules
- Max. occupancy 6
Accommodation Type
- Vacation Rental
- Guests Provide Their Own Meals
Bedrooms: 3 Bedrooms, Sleeps 6, Beds for 6
- Bedroom 1: 1 queen
- Bedroom 2: 1 double
- Bedroom 3: 1 double
- The master bedroom has a walk-in closet and the two double bedrooms have deep, full closets. All have quiet ceiling fans, multiple lighting options, a comfortable reading chair, full dresser and a writing desk. ...moreless
Bathrooms: 2 Bathrooms
- Bathroom 1: toilet, combination tub/shower
- Bathroom 2: toilet, shower
- The bathrooms are large, bright and airy with natural light, large mirrors and graceful light fixtures. The vintage tiled counters are spacious and the shabby chic white cabinets contain many convenient drawers. Both bathrooms feature magnifying mirrors (handheld) and hairdryers with diffusers....moreless
Our small but growing library contains Wine Country and hiking guide books, bird and tree guides, Western gardening, 'good reads' on wine and olive oil, fiction and nonfiction and magazines. ...moreless
DVD Player:
Blu-ray DVD player. RedBox available in Sebastopol. ...moreless
- Away From It All
- Family
- Romantic
- Sports & Activities
- Tourist Attractions
- Arboretum
- Botanical Garden
- Churches
- Cinemas
- Health/Beauty Spa
- Library
- Live Theater
- Museums
- Playground
- Recreation Center
- Restaurants
- Synagogues
- Winery Tours
Local Services & Businesses
- ATM/Bank
- Babysitter
- Fitness Center
- Groceries
- Hospital
- Laundromat
- Massage Therapist
- Medical Services
Leisure Activities
- Antiquing
- Bird Watching
- Boating
- Eco Tourism
- Gambling Casinos
- Horseback Riding
- Scenic Drives
- Shelling
- Shopping
- Sight Seeing
- Walking
- Whale Watching
- Wildlife Viewing
Location Type
Mountain View:
The majestic Mount St. Helena of the Mayacamas mountain range in the distance, the rolling hills of Graton/Sebastopol and redwood covered hills of Occidental surround....moreless
Sports & Adventure Activities
- Basketball Court
- Cycling
- Deepsea Fishing
- Equestrian Events
- Fishing
- Fly Fishing
- Freshwater Fishing
- Golf
- Hiking
- Hot Air Ballooning
- Kayaking
- Mountain Biking
- Pier Fishing
- Racquetball
- Rafting
- Roller Blading
- Sound/Bay Fishing
- Surfing
- Swimming
- Tennis
- Water Tubing
Beautiful 5-legged antique farm table seats 8 bathed in sunny views of vineyards and mountains, hills and sparkling ponds....moreless
- Dining Room
- Seating for 8 people
Air Conditioning:
Air conditioning is rarely used in Sonoma County as even on the hottest summer days the evenings are cool. There is an air conditioner in the kitchen. Portable air units are available upon request....moreless
Clothes Dryer:
Large capacity dryer in the house; supplies provided. Ironing board and steamer also provided....moreless
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- Garage
- Hair Dryer
- Heating:
Satellite wireless internet which can be a bit slow. Cable is not available in our area. ...moreless
- Iron & Board
Linens Provided:
Full linens are provided with a change for each bedroom. ...moreless
Living Room:
Two large living rooms provide multiple options. The main living room has a 47' TV and Blu-Ray DVD player. The sitting room off the kitchen opens to the back patio and gardens and has a fireplace....moreless
Spacious off-road parking with easy access and exit. Number of vehicles allowed is limited to a maximum of 4....moreless
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Towels Provided:
Large, plush towels are provided forbathrooms, kitchen and hot tub....moreless
Washing Machine:
Large capacity washer in the house; supplies provided....moreless
Coffee Maker:
12-cup coffee maker, 6-cup drip coffee maker, single cup french press, coffee grinder, Aerocino milk frother for cappuccino. Electric tea kettle....moreless
Dishes & Utensils:
Service for 12 - indoors and out. Wine glasses in many shapes and sizes including champagne glasses. Stainless steel pots and pans, ceramic baking pans and a wok. ...moreless
New stainless steel dishwasher - as quiet as a whisper....moreless
Large kitchen with eating counter (seats 3 plus). Extensive high quality small appliances: KitchenAid standing mixer, 9-cup food processor, high power blender, immersion blender, hand mixer. ...moreless
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Assorted spices, olive oil, vinegars, teas, condiments, baking ingredients, paper napkins and food wrapping products....moreless
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The large, partially covered patio provides views of the terraced garden, orchards, vineyards and mountains. It features a 6-8 person dining table and seating options for sun and shade....moreless
- Lanai / Gazebo
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Mar 31 - Oct 29, 2017
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2 night min stay
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Fees and Rental Conditions:
- Cleaning Service $150 + tax
- Property Damage Protection $59
- Tax Rate 12%
Rates are subject to change until confirmed.
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Our home is ideally situated to enjoy all that Sonoma County has to offer, indoors and out, all year-round. We are located in the scenic Green Valley in the heart of the Russian River Valley. Our property is just minutes away from dozens of wineries, tasting rooms, microbreweries, bars, world class restaurants and eateries. For less traditional culinary and cultural experiences, don't miss the paella at the Occidental Friday evening Farmers Market (get there early!) and the hippy hash and duck tacos at the Sebastopol Farmers Market on Sunday. Oh... lest we forget, Screamin' Mimi's in Sebastopol - 'Sonoma County's Best Ice Cream' for their olive oil ice cream - or anything else! For groceries, fresh fruits and veggies and a wonderful selection of local wine, we are just 7 minutes from one of the finest markets in Sonoma - Andy's.
We also want to be sure to mention that we are only 6 miles (about a 13-minute drive) from the fabulous, singular Wild Flour Bread Bakery in Freestone. Our perfect day starts with steaming bread, scones and Taylor Maid coffee from Wild Flour, continues to through the quaint town of Bodega for a stop at the artisans' cooperative, antique store and surf shop and then up the spectacular coast from Bodega Bay to Jenner. The coastline is lined with scenic overlooks, hiking trails and diverse accessible beaches. You can continue up the coast but we prefer to turn inland at Jenner for a change to the Russian River scenery and dinner in Monte Rio or Guerneville. The variety of topography, scenery and activities that await you with 20 minutes of our property is truly astounding!
Manager info
Year Purchased: 2012
About: My husband, David, and I are 'southernized' former New Yorkers. Born, raised and married in Brooklyn, our adult lives have been enriched by spending them in Memphis, TN where we have come to know and appreciate great music, Slow Food and wonderful friends. We fell in love with Sebastopol and the surrounding area on a romantic vacation in the summer of 2012. We were captivated by the physical beauty and the lifestyle. We never expected to find a house so quickly, as we cannot move for several years. But as soon as we saw this property, we knew that we could not let it go. So until we are able to live in 'Our Home in the Vineyard' full-time, we welcome you and your family to share it with our family.
Why Sebastopol, CA, USA:
This property has a magical quality that touched us from the moment we stepped out of the realtor's car; it has held us in its grip ever since. The property stirs your soul while simultaneously imparting a sense of tranquility. You feel exhilarated yet at peace. It is an intangible quality, yet undeniable and while a very personal experience, we have found it to be universal among all those who have visited. Perhaps it is the gentle slope of the hill on which the home rests, the beautiful, terraced gardens that are perennially in bloom, the accessibility of all 3 lush acres or the unusual diversity of the breathtaking views that surround the home. Perhaps it is the fact that the house and the outdoor living areas take full advantage of the spectacular surroundings by bringing the outside into every room. The house is spacious with large rooms and an open floor plan that is unique in this area. It is impossible to capture these qualities from the photos; we invite you to come and experience it for yourself.
The Unique Benefits at this Estate:
To quote one of our guests, 'Home in the Vineyard is a warm hug': we could not agree more! It fills our senses and captivates our souls. At Home in the Vineyard, we are fully immersed in beauty and verdant abundance and delight in the casual elegance and comfort of the Sonoma lifestyle.
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Welcome to Home in the Vineyard!
Majestic views and large windows in every room brings the outside in!
Relax or dine on the expansive garden patio off the kitchen and master bedroom.
Enjoy the open floor plan.
New 5-burner gas cooktop, double electric ovens.Just added new fridge/dishwasher
The comfy sitting room looking out onto the back patio and terraced gardens.
The spacious, light-filled master bedroom opens to the back patio and gardens.
Master ensuite bathroom - spacious and sunny with double sinks, walk-in shower.
Spacious third bedroom offers expansive garden views and antique furnishings.
Secluded 6-person hot tub with stunning views of gardens, vineyards and stars.
Raspberries from our organic garden.
View of the house from the front vineyard.
Relax and enjoy our magnificent vineyard views.
Enjoy the Sonoma lifestyle with outdoor dining and lush terraced gardens views.
Front door entryway and dining room with sweeping vineyard views.
The large, open kitchen with amazing views invites cooking and dining in.
The large, open kitchen and comfortable sitting room with wood burning fireplace
The large yet cozy family room invites relaxation and conversation options.
The master bedroom is filled with light and views of the gardens and orchard.
Garden bedroom features antique furnishings; sweeping views of roses, vineyards.
Large hall bathroom features full tub, shower and ample counter/storage space.
Enjoy the organic vegetables, herbs, fruit that abound in our gardens & orchard.
Spring is filled with the beauty and fragrance of lilacs, wisteria and roses.
Home in the Vineyard - the Sonoma lifestyle at it's best.
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By Sean Manning and Andrew Sealy | 04/18/2013
Shepherdstown, W.Va. – In January of 2007, Phil and Shanna Mastrangelo opened the doors to a juice bar on 111 West German Street. With just 79 cents in their checking account and $250 worth of outstanding checks, the Mastrangelos needed a big opening day. The menu listed only juices and smoothies, but the steady stream of customers from the community allowed them to break even.
Today, Mellow Moods Cafe & Juice Bar, located on 119 West German Street offers a menu chalked full of different smoothies, juices, sandwiches and coffees. Some of the beverages include the Green Mountain smoothie (strawberries, mango, pineapple, spirulina and agave) and the Garden Elixir (carrot, celery, tomato, cucumber, garlic, basil and optional hot sauce).
Hungry customers can find more than 20 different sandwiches and burgers, but the only meat is in the tuna melt or the fish taco.
"We do not think one type of lifestyle is necessarily better than another when it comes to whether you are a vegetarian or eat meat," Phil Mastrangelo said. "I personally eat meat, but I will not judge you if you do not. No one opinion is better than the other."
The Mellow Moods concept is largely taken from other eating establishments that Phil and Shanna liked. While Phil lived on Ocracoke Island, N.C., he frequented a coffee shop called Ocracoke Coffee Company. The shop offered bagels, smoothies and other specialty drinks that were considered healthy items. When Phil and Shanna were in Hawaii for their honeymoon in 2006, they frequented a small restaurant named Tropical Taco, which served only fish tacos, lemonade and water. Even with the simplified menu, Tropical Taco was popular and helped inspire Phil and Shanna to open a place of their own.
"[Tropical Taco] actually started in the back of a Volkswagen van. They put a window in the side of it with a little counter that you could walk up to, and they'd take your order," Shanna Mastrangelo said. "The simplicity of it was really interesting, and they had a line out of the door everyday."
While sitting on a beach in Kauai, Phil and Shanna decided to bring the ideas of both restaurants to the Shepherdstown area. They wanted to create a place with a minimal menu. The main goal was to maintain a steady, positive atmosphere that made customers want to come back.
"We want people to come in and feel like they are valued and not just another customer like 'oh gosh there's another person in line, so I have to go wait on them', which is what happens at a lot of restaurants nowadays," Shanna said.
Not only is customer service important to the Mastrangelos, but they also want to serve the community the healthiest foods possible. Phil's father, who was a park ranger for the C&O Canal, made sure that his family ate healthily. He passed away when Phil was just 11 years old, leaving Phil's family in a weakened financial state. Bulk frozen pizzas from Sam's Club became a regular meal for the Mastrangelos. Although Phil loved the taste of them, he knew they were not the healthiest option.
As he entered his late teens, Phil got back into eating healthily with different foods. He felt like what he had been eating was making him sluggish, so he started to eat more healthily with organic and gluten-free foods, and he felt more energetic immediately.
The Mastrangelos have made a commitment to trying to use organic and locally-grown foods in their menu. Organic farming is a form of agriculture that uses natural growing techniques instead of employing synthetic fertilizers and pesticides. It is what many consider a much "cleaner" way to eat and is a growing phenomenon internationally.
In addition to the organic foods on Mellow Moods' menu, almost all of the foods are gluten-free. Gluten is found mainly in wheat and other grain products, but is added to many other foods as a thickener or to give them texture. Many people have gluten allergies that can result in severe gastrointestinal distress.
"Just recently we found out that the genetically modified wheat that's on the shelves that most people eat also has another protein that is hard for us to digest, so we're beginning to wonder how many people are actually gluten-intolerant or how many people are just having bad reactions to this type of wheat," Shanna said.
The Mastrangelos want healthy, wholesome food to be part of the relaxed atmosphere they strive to create for their customers in Shepherdstown. As parents to two children, they are happy to be fostering healthy habits, and they believe that their restaurant is one of the few places in the area that serves only healthy food.
"I want to be the Ronald McDonald of healthy foods," Phil said.
Six years after opening, Mellow Moods is a popular dining destination in Shepherdstown and Phil says he is thrilled to own a place where customers can come and relax while eating healthily.
Mike Smith takes full advantage of the wildlife surrounding him. As park superintendent at Droop Mountain Battlefield State Park, Smith has acres of land to forage for food and hunt for animals. According to Smith, foraging provides a healthier way of living, but more importantly, a chance to get outside and connect with nature.
Michael Buttrill manages a 15-acre organic farm in Renick, W.Va., where he produces his own biodiesel fuel to power his vehicles and tractor. Michael has been perfecting his fuel for seven years with a goal to live more sustainably and rely less on non-renewable resources.
Innovation Zone has brought an entirely new learning style to Doddridge County High School. Every other Friday the school runs on a two hour early dismissal schedule when students separate into different groups to learn new skills from teachers and community volunteers.
Dr. Mark Cucuzzella has been a runner his entire life, but when injuries plagued him throughout high school and college, he searched for a remedy other than his doctor's advice of "don't run." He began to shave the heels off of his own running sneakers, becoming a true pioneer in the minimalist running movement. After opening Two River Treads in Shepherdstown, W.Va., one of the first minimalist running stores in the United States, Dr. Cucuzzella solidified himself in the running community.
Shepherdstown, W.Va., native Carlos Niederhauser can look back on a life that had him participating in the world's longest car rally, traveling the globe, fixing foreign race cars, developing real estate and becoming a landlord for over 100 Jefferson County properties.
After the death of her father Dr. John Moossy, Joan Moossy honors his memory by publishing his autobiography and working to preserve his art and home in Shepherdstown for aspiring artists. Coming from New York City, she is dealt with the decision on how to continue her father's legacy within this tight-nit community. Joan looks to open the doors to her father's house and welcome any artist who is looking to getaway from their everyday surrounding and rekindle their passion for art.
Story Synopsis- Sheila Brannan lived her life in a constant creative roll until a brain aneurysm in 2007 threatened her stained glass career. Since recovering from that, she is back in her home studio and has gotten to a place she considers to be the "new normal."
Lars Prillman is a 28 year old organic farmer in Shepherdstown, W.Va. He spent his early 20s as a traveling musician in Knoxville, Tenn. He found his "calling" while doing an apprenticeship on the farm of one of his former 4-H counselors. He now runs his own farm with the help of his family.
Phil and Shanna Mastrangelo own Mellow Moods Café & Juice bar, an organic restaurant in Shepherdstown, W.Va. Their hope is to give people a vacation-like atmosphere in their everyday lives while serving locally-grown, healthy foods.


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Peace Monuments Dedicated in 1996
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February 29, 1996 - Peace Table #3 for Asia, Hall of Peace, Unity Pavilion, International Zone, Auroville, Tamil Nadu (India). By Japanese-American craftsman George Nakashima [1905-1990] of New Hope, Pennsylvania (USA). The Auroville community sprang from the Sri Aurobindo Ashram in Pondicherry, where George Nakashima was once a disciple. March 31, 1996 - "Children Trusting in the Future," Nagasaki (Japan). "Erected in tribute to the young people of Asia who suffered in the fires of war while trusting in the furure... Represents two girls who disappeared into the sky over Nagasaki praying for a peaceful world free of nuclear weapons." Based on a painting by Hiroshi Matsuzoe and a letter from Mrs. Shina Fukutome, mother of one of the two dead girls depicted in the painting. April 1996 - "Triumph of Peace Over War," Peace Symbols Zone, Nagasaki Peace Park, Nagasaki (Japan). From the City of San Isidro, Argentina. "The parts of the sculpture other than the red sphere symbolize the chaos and death of war,while the red sphere at the top signifies the ultimate triumph of life." April 1996 - Peace Bell (Bonsho), Gan Sacker / Sacher Park, Nahlaot, Jerusalem (Israel). resented to the city as a symbol of everlasting peace. Engraved with the quote from Psalms: "Pray for the peace of Jerusalem. They shall prosper that love thee as well." From Japan? May 3, 1996 - International Friendship Bell, Oak Ridge, Tennessee, USA. Represents 50th anniversary of the City of Oak Ridge. Paid for in part by contributons by the people of sister city Naka-Machi (Japan). Only inscriptions on the bell are PEACE, INTERNATIONAL FRIENDSHIP, and the dates of Pearl Harbor, Hiroshima, Nagasaki, and VJ Day. Bell cast by Sotetsu Iwazawa in Kyoto (Japan). Pavilion designed by Professor Jon Coddington. June 1996 - "Ensemble pour la Paix et la Justice" / Group for Peace and Justice," Parc de la Tęte d'Or, Lyon (France). Cette sculpture a été réalisée par Xavier de Fraissinette ŕ l'occasion du G7 de Lyon, les 27, 28, 29 juin 1996."
1996 - "A Landmark for Peace," MLK Park, one block west of 17th Street & College Avenue, Indianapolis, Indiana (USA). Marks the spot where presidential candidate Robert F. Kennedy [1926-1968] announced on April 4, 1968, to a large, mostly Black audience that Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. [1929-1968] had just been assassinated in Memphis, Tennessee. (Kennedy was assassinated on June 6, 1968.) Designed by Indiana artist Greg Perry, the monument includes busts of King & Kennedy sculpted by controversial artist Daniel Edwards from handguns melted down after a police buy back program. Click here for a description by Rev. Chris Buice of Knoxville, Tennessee, including text of Kennedy's speech which helped prevent race riots as occured in at least 110 other US cities. Click here for a 2009 video about the event and monument. Click here for air view of the park & monument. A plaque credits Diane Meyer Simon and various Simon family interests as major contributors. The plaque also says that the monument is "Dedicated to the memory of Larry Conrad" but says nothing about Conrad (a local lawyer and Democratic politician who died in 1990). Visited by EWL 08Aug09. 1996 - "Wish Tree for Peace," Akasaka Hikawa Shrine, Akasaka, Tokyo (Japan). A ginkgo tree which is 400 years old and grows branches and leaves splendidly even now, although it has a huge hole in its trunk as a result of an air bombing during WW-II. "Wish Tree," a project to wish for peace, [has been] placed around this ginkgo tree. After the spectators write their wishes on white pieces of paper and tie them onto the branches, the messages will be sent to Yoko Ono and will be stored in the Peace Monument.
1996 - UNESCO Memorial Plaque, Media School, Pienza, near Siena, Tuscany (Italy). Celebrate the 50th anniversary of the UNESCO constitution. Text (quoted from the constitution's preamble): "Nello spirito degli uomini hanno inizio le guerre. Nello spirito degli uomini devono essere innalzate le difese della pace. / Since wars begin in the minds of men, it is in the minds of men that the defences of peace must be constructed." "In 1996, UNESCO declared the town a World Heritage Site, and in 2004 the entire valley, the Val d'Orcia, was included on the list of UNESCO's World Cultural Landscapes." /// "It was in this Tuscan town that Renaissance town-planning concepts were first put into practice after Pope Pius II decided, in 1459, to transform the look of his birthplace." Information & left image courtesy of Francesco Pugliese & Peter van den Dungen. Right image of UNESCO plaque marking the Historic Centre of the City of Pienza is courtesy of TripAdvisor.
1996 - Peace Garden, Seattle Center, Seattle, Washington (USA). "A quiet place of contemplation. Included in the site, just west of the Space Needle Turnaround, is a Peace Pole (one of hundreds located around the world by the Goi Peace Foundation of Tokyo, Japan); The Conflict Resolution Table, designed by the teenagers of the Seattle Center Peace Academy; the Aki Kurose rock (honoring Aki Kurose [1925-1998], a Japanese American educator and peace activist, in 2002) and the Middle East Peace sculpture installed in 2003. The garden was created by Seattle Center staff with a varied combination of materials including the cobblestones from the original International Fountain."
1996 - Nobel Peace Walk, Wagga Wagga (Australia). "Historical and educational project paying tribute to those people who's [sic] life's work was to promote peace. The project's theme is 'peace for all time.' The walk was conceived by master stonemasons J Shephard & Son and commenced in 1996. It was inspired by their involvement with the design and construction of the original Rotary Peace Monument [qv]."
1996 - Butterfly Peace Garden, Batticaloa (Sri Lanka). "Provides counseling & support to children traumatized by civil conflict in the region. In late 2004 the BPG also became a centre for helping victims of the tsunami which devastated the Batticaloa area. Supported by a variety of local & international agencies and charities, including the governments of Canada & the Netherlands, WarChild International and Ashoka International, which named BPG co-founder Paul Hogan a fellow in 2003."
1996 - Henri Dunant Monument, Nobel Peace Walk, Wagga Wagga, New South Wales (Australia). Henry Dunant [1828- 1910] founded the International Red Cross. He & Frédéric Passy [1822-1912] shared the first (1901) Nobel Peace Prize. 1996 - Bertha von Suttner Monument, Nobel Peace Walk, Wagga Wagga, New South Wales (Australia). Bertha von Suttner [1843-1914] received the 1905 Nobel Peace Prize. 1996 - Albert Schweitzer Monument, Nobel Peace Walk, Wagga Wagga, New South Wales (Australia). Albert Schweitzer [1875-1965] received the 1952 Nobel Peace Prize.
July 18, 1996 - Rotary Peace Monument, Baldwin County Courthouse, Milledgeville, Georgia (USA). One of several peace monuments promoted by the Rotary Club of Wagga Wagga, New South Wales (Australia). 1996 - Rotary Peace Monument, East Los Angeles Community College, East Los Angeles, California (USA). One of several peace monuments promoted by the Rotary Club of Wagga Wagga, New South Wales (Australia).
1996 - Historical Marker, Pittsburgh Street, Springdale, Pennsylvania (USA). "The heritage of the Carnegie Hero Fund was commemorated in 1996 by the Pennsylvania Historical and Museum Commission through the issuance of a roadside marker, which was installed near the sites of both the mine and the cemetery in which many of the disaster's victims were buried [after the massive explosion on January 25, 1904, in a coal mine at Harwick, PA, near Pittsburgh, claimed 181 lives and inspired Carnegie to create the Fund]. More than 1,600 such markers have been issued by the state since the program's inception in 1946. The blue and gold signs dotting the state's highways commemorate subjects having meaningful impact and statewide or national significance."
1996 - Carnegie Monument, Hardy Ivy Park, 310 Peachtree Street, Atlanta, Georgia (USA). Formally named the Carnegie Education Pavillion. "Created from the intricate facade of the downtown Carnegie Central Library, which was built in 1901 and demolished in 1977 to make way for the Fulton County Library that now stands at that site. Fortunately, these architectural bays were preserved and ultimately used to create this elegant 23 foot square pavilion in 1996. In homage to the Carnegie legacy, it is a monument to higher education in Atlanta with the seals of nine local area colleges and universities embedded in the pavilion floor." Fragments under the pediments: THE ADVANCEMENT. OF LEARNING. MILTON. CARNEGIE.
1996 – Visitors Center, Martin Luther King, Jr., National Historic Site (NPS), Atlanta, Georgia (USA). Museum about Martin Luther King, Jr., and the civil rights movement. Opened in time for the Olympic Games in the Summer of 1996.
1996 -- International Peace Fountain, Woodruff Park, Five Points, Peachtree Street and Auburn Avenue, Atlanta, Georgia (USA). Includes "Phoenix Rising from the Ashes" by Gamba Quirino (1967). "Commemorates Atlanta's pivotal role in the world wide human and civil rights movement." Created in time for the Olympic Games in the Summer of 1996. 1996 - 228 Peace Memorial Park, Zhongzheng district, Taipei (Taiwan). Former Taihoku Park renamed in 1996. Contains the National Taiwan Museum, the Taipei 228 Memorial Museum, and a number of memorials to victims of the 228 Incident of 1947, including the National 228 Monument. 1996 - Himeji Historical Peace Centre, 475 Nishi-nobusue, Himeji, Nyogo Prefecture (Japan). Depicts World War II desruction and subsequent restoration of Himeji Castle (1580). 1996 - Jane Addams Memorial Park, 600 North Lake Shore Drive, Chicago, Illinois (USA). Honors Jane Addams [1860-1935], founder of the Women's International League for Peace and Freedom (WILPF). Jane Addams [1860-1935] & Nicholas Murray Butler [1862-1947] shared the 1931 Nobel Peace Prize. Park includes black granite statue "Helping Hands" by Louis Bourgeois. Entry #272 in the "Peace Movement Directory" by James Richard Bennett (2001). About 1996? - Peace Monument & White Rose, Courtyard, Palacio Nacional de la Cultura / National Palace of Culture, Guatemala City (Guatemala). Former National Palace. "They have a tradition concerning peace and a symbol of peace, the White Rose. To celebrate another day of peace in their country and the ever-fresh peace process, at about 11:30 AM, the Army Honor Guard, changes a white rose that has been placed on a monument in the court yard with another fresh white rose. The day old white rose, symbolizing 24 hours of peace, is then given to a guest of the country in a ceremony." NB: Guatemalan civil war lasted from 1960 until 1996.
July 18, 1996 - World Wall for Peace (WWFP), Little Five Points, Atlanta, Georgia (USA). A project of Partnerships in Peace (PIP). Created in time for the Olympic Games in the Summer of 1996. One of several WWFP's sponsored by World Wall for Peace, Berkeley, California (USA). Another WWFP is in nearby Nashville, Tennessee. Photo includes the PIP "Peace Mobile."
July 19, 1996 - Monumento a la Paz, Tegucigalpa (Honduras). "El monumento y cerro han sido parte de la vida de los capitalinos y ha tenido momentos oscuros y olvidados. Por ańos el sitio fue talado de sus árboles y victima de constante de fuegos, pero su situación esta cambiando. Un plan de renovación ideado por la Alcaldía Municipal del Distrito Central incluye su reforestación y la construcción de un megaparque. Sus propósitos son el rescate ecológico de este pulmón de la capital y brindar a Tegucigalpa un lugar de recreo para las familias." October 11, 1996 - Memorial to Innocent Victims of Oppression, Violence and War, Courtyard, Westminster Abbey, London (England). Said to embody suffering on a scale before which 'language stumbles and falls silent in the face of the horror and pity', according to the Dean of Westminster, Michael Mayne, in his speech of dedication. One of 21 peace monuments named by the PPU website. Named in "A Peace Trail Through London" by Valerie Flessati (1998). October 23, 1996 - Vaishali Peace Pagoda, Vaishali, Bihar (India). October 26, 1996 - Civilian Public Service historical marker, Friends Center, 1501 Cherry Street, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania (USA). "Commissioned by the Pennsylvania Historical and Museum Commission." Honors "some 12,000 men who were classified as conscientious objectors to war...during World War II." November 1996 - World Wall For Peace (WWFP), Chapin Park, Myrtle Beach, South Carolina (USA).
November 4, 1996 - World Peace Bell, City Hall, Ottawa, Ontario (Canada). Scanned left image courtesy of WPBA. One of 20 World Peace Bells in 16 different countries. Please email your comments & questions to geovisual at comcast.net. Thank you.
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