A certain lack of resorative property (Closed to Harry)
After getting Harry's reply, Severus turned his attention to sending a message; but the name was missing. Somethbg cold settled into Severus' stomach. He went to the phone; dialed the front desk, spoke very briefly to the person who answered.
She was gone. After years here, Narcissa Malfoy was gone.
What happened next was a blur. Things broke. Someone shouted and someone snarled.
When it was over, there were shattered picture frames in the bin, the bloody Muggle messenger was smashed thouroughly, and Snape was back in the lab. The rhythm of brewing was soothing, the clink of a silver stirrer against the cast iron cauldron a familiar, comforting sound. Constant, regular, like a heartbeat.
He did not think too deeply on why that was, and lost himself in his work.y
She was gone. After years here, Narcissa Malfoy was gone.
What happened next was a blur. Things broke. Someone shouted and someone snarled.
When it was over, there were shattered picture frames in the bin, the bloody Muggle messenger was smashed thouroughly, and Snape was back in the lab. The rhythm of brewing was soothing, the clink of a silver stirrer against the cast iron cauldron a familiar, comforting sound. Constant, regular, like a heartbeat.
He did not think too deeply on why that was, and lost himself in his work.y