Prologue
She seemed strong and she smiled all the time. But he could see that she got weaker and weaker. They knew each other for 30 years, he could see if there was something wrong with her.
And now there was definitely something wrong with her. It started as a small illness but it got worse, much worse. They tried everything. She was stubborn, she wanted to survive and he stood beside her. He had to do it, he owed his life to her. The doctors were stubborn, too, they really tried to save her, to help her. Nothing worked. "We aren't wizards", they said.
Then he remembered: he knew someone who can do magic. He knew this is their only chance.
The only person who could save his mother is no one else but Anna.
I'm back with Anna and Severus! I still don't own nothing but my lovely heroine and don't make money writing this fiction. I wish though.
R&R makes me happy!