Professor Snape was staring sidelong at Gwen, taking her first meal in the great hall since the term had ended. Minerva couldn't meet her for lunch, so she ambled down by herself to see if any of the other professors were eating. It was only Snape at the head table. She didn't dare return his gaze. She couldn't understand that he was simply amazed at her. The only other person to avoid death at the hands of the death eaters had been Harry Potter. Once it was ordered, you were as good as buried. It was not to be so in the case of these two extraordinary children.

Snape understood why Harry had been ordered to death. He was forbidden by Dumbledore to reveal that secret. He also understood why he had survived. The love of his mother had protected him from the Avada Kedavra curse, which when uttered would terminate your life instantly.

As for Gwen, it was a mystery. Her death had been ordered after he left the death eaters, so he didn't know the reason. And somehow the death eaters had never found her, something else he didn't understand. Her she was, alive and confused looking. Her death had been avoided for the time being and Snape was certain the death eaters had given up trying to find her. Of course, he also knew that they would try again. It was only a matter of time before she was back on the top of their hit list.

There was something about this girl that put him on his guard. If she could hide herself so well from the death eaters (or perhaps someone else was hiding her) then she was very powerful, or had very powerful connections. He remembered her mother very well, a Slytherin who turned her back on Lord Voldemort at the height of his power.

There was more to Guenivere LeFey than she even knew herself.

To be continued in Episode Thirty