Chapter 1: The will
Severus looked at the poison in front of him. He had lost. Everything was lost. Harry Potter, Lily Evans's son, was dead.
There was no reason for him to life. He took the little bottle in his hand, and sarcastically mumbled: "To my health."
The bottle had nearly reached his lips, when someone knocked one his door. He quickly hid the bottle and said: "come in".
A small wizard with short brown hair enters his room. "I have a letter for you."
"Couldn't you send an owl?"
"Not for this kind of letters. Laws forbid it."
Severus took the letter and looked at it. A death note. Great. He opened the letter and started reading.
"With sorrow we bring you the death of Ellen Prince.
The funereal takes place 31 October at 6.00 PA
You are expected at 1 November for the will of Ellen Prince at 10.00 AM"
Severus looked up and coolly said; "You can leave now." The man nodded and left. Snape placed the poison back and signed. He sat down with the letter in his hand in front of the door and waited.
He didn't have to wait long. Draco entered the room and said: "The Dark Lord calls for you."
Snape coldly said: "Then we shouldn't keep the Lord waiting."
Nothing escapes the Dark Lord's eyes.