Right, so this is a story about welcoming people into the "On". The world beyond death. Dumbledore told Harry that were he to board a train while at that version of Kings Cross, he would move On. We can assume the On was heaven of some sort, and so we can also assume they get to meet others in the world of the dead.
These are going in no particular order, and unless I say specifically, have no relation to one another.
Oh, I forgot this on my last story...I don't own HP. This should be obvious.
Chapter 1: Severus Snape [Word count: 402]
"Look...at…me…"
Harry Potter looked down into the eyes of Severus Snape. Snape stared back into the eyes of Lily Evans as the life drained out of him. His vision clouded, and he felt himself slip away.
What could have been moments, hours, days, or years later, Severus Snape sat up. He recognized where he was at once. What appeared to be the Black Lake was to his left, and he was shaded from the hot sun by a large tree.
This was where he had ruined his friendship.
He turned around and was shocked, however, to see a wide open field and, walking toward him, Lily Evans. He sprung to his feet.
As she grew closer, he was shocked to see tears glinting in her eyes.
She stopped about four feet away from him, staring into her eyes. He could not tell if she was happy or sad, angry or disappointed. He just knew that her eyes were blazing with a sort of fire.
Finally, he said, in a very choked voice, "Lily…"
She closed the distance and threw her arms around him. "Oh Severus." She cried into his robes. "Why did you have to die too?"
His arms closed around her, and he whispered, "I had hoped against it, but I knew it was always possible…Lily…I've missed you…I was so stupid…I should have…I'm so sorry…"
She released him, and he was surprised to see her blazing look had returned. "I forgave you a long time ago for what happened at Hogwarts, and even that you joined the Death Eaters, but why did you have to give my son years and years of misery?"
Snape stared at Lily, and the anger in her eyes…well, it was clear. He had seen it time and time again since they had been children. He felt himself flush, unsure of what to say. Just a moment ago Lily had been sobbing into his chest, and now…now she was mad at him, all over again. In his head, he heard a faint echo of his own voice: "…mudblood…"
"I don't—Lily you know that I didn't—"
"I was ready to forgive you when I died. For everything. But now…I can't forgive that you tortured him, Sev, I really can't."
He felt tears in his eyes as she turned away from him. When she was a good distance, she turned back. "And…I missed you. Really, I did."
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-BellaBlack-