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proudslytherin in hp_random

Does love really conquer all?

Jan 10, 2008 01:27

Who? Pansy Parkinson and Severus Snape
What? Second chances
When? Sev's birthday in grownhp6words
Why? Oh...you know ( Read more... )

severus snape, pansy parkinson, roleplay

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the_iscariot January 10 2008, 07:10:14 UTC

Severus bowed out early from the party, after the cake and the gifts, and yet more embarrassing moments that were caught by one if not more Potter children and their traveling cameras. There was a begrudged, rare smile on his face as he walked back to the office, sliding off that silly little crown Molly had conned him into wearing.

Lily was back at the party, and the children still underfoot. As far as he could tell the castle was still at the carnival. Which left the rest of the school quiet and uneventful. He liked uneventful.

He walked into his office with his head bowed and his robes thrown over one arm, still humming some song from his youth, before turning at seeing...

He paused for a moment. Just staring.

proudslytherin January 10 2008, 07:16:54 UTC

"I was told it was your birthday. Judging from the look on your face perhaps saying Happy Birthday isn't what you want to hear." She kept her tone light as she studied him. The last time she had saw him they were in her cell in Azkaban and he was granting her request.

"I ended up here. I'm not sure why, but I assumed perhaps I was supposed to come and see you."

He looked very pale to her. Had he always been that pale? It was as if he was seeing a ghost.

Oh. Right.

She stood up and moved to the side of his desk so he could take his chair back if he wished. "It's instinct to check in with my Head of House when I'm here." A beat. "Are you alright? Do you need to sit?"

the_iscariot January 10 2008, 07:37:45 UTC

No.
Not this.
No. He'd do whatever else was required of him. But please not this again. Please. Please. Not...this. Do not ask this of him. There would be nothing left. There was no soul left to tear apart, no heart left to quiet. Not even the words of the devoted because Severus knew he had stopped believing in his Masters long ago. He couldn't even remember how Lily's eyes glowed now if he tried. He couldn't do this. He couldn't...he wasn't this strong.

Except he could...

Had.

He was shaking as he heard her voice. He looked up at her, hearing words she had never said before. This was not a memory. Not a dream and he had dreamed of her, a million times over. He had saved her, kept her cradled to him. Protected her.

Killed her. Sometimes he even enjoyed it.

"..Pan...Miss Parkinson..." He reached forward, his hand moving to brush against her cheek, the whisper of a touch.

Ten years ago he had.

proudslytherin January 10 2008, 07:49:00 UTC

Pansy watched with wide curious eyes as he seemed to be transported to some place she couldn't reach him. The more she watched she wasn't sure if that was completely true. It seemed as if maybe he was transported to a place that she had been before. A place with bars and concrete and the sound of dueling all around them. It was a war, and she was about to become a casualty. But she would die with dignity. He would give her that ( ... )

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