Chapter 1: Your voice

She looked to the left. Bodies littered the floor.

She looked to the right. Broken families were gathered in huddles.

She looked ahead. The faint whisper of hope filled the ears of all beings present.

It was done. The war was over. But there was still some unfinished business she had to attend to.

She made her way through the crowds to where Rita Skeeter stood poised with her infernal Quick-Quotes Quill, but something, or rather someone, was blocking her way.

"Come," the voice whispered. "Let the dead be buried."

And so she followed the voice into the castle, leaving the grieving to grieve and the pain-filled to cry.

But still her thoughts were filled with her former potions master's voice. She sighed; it was just one reason to love him.


A/N:To those who are confused as to why Severus is still alive after the Second Wizarding War, all will be uncovered in the next chapter. And remember, I do not own Harry Potter. I only steal bits from it temporarily and bring them back afterwards.