Prompt: elf-made wine
Author:
elliek_21Wizard: Severus Snape
Rating: PG
He inspected the letter again. It had been committed to memory yesterday, but the urge to re-read it was too great.
I’ll arrive at precisely eleven. He doesn’t know.
It was his last chance, his only chance. A nearly inaudible sound came from the door as it opened.
"Were you followed?"
"No."
She rushed to embrace him, accidentally knocking the elf-made wine off the table as she passed. It pooled on the floor like shed blood.
"Severus, does this mean-"
"I never wish to marry."
"Then it's over."
He read about her marriage in The Prophet a week later.