This is a one-shot for an idea I had in mind for so long... It's just a try, let's say so.. Hope you like it! Reviews are welcome :)
Same Mistake
Your father or your mother. You didn't really know who you hated more. Your father because he always despised you and he never was there for you, or your mother because she allowed it happen, telling him a lie about her magical origins since the very first moment?
You have decided for all these years to make the object of your hate them both, everyone truth be told: who had guilt, who had it in part, and who wasn't to blame at all. And in the last five years the grudge for the rest of the world has, if possible, raised, when at the end of the war and your expiation mission, you've said goodbye to the magical world and you've believed to simply delete your mistakes.
"Oh excuse me!"
In you run against time, against yourself, a black head of hair ran over you.
"Watch your step!"
You whispered sharply, but letting show through the new Severus that was already taking form, collecting the papers that fell out of the young woman's hands.
"I'm a stylist"
She hurried to explain with a awkward smile, noticing your confused expression you wear on the face as you flipped through those strange sketches that seemed dresses.
"And who are you?"
That's how you met Alexandra, a -old girl that looking at you just one time, succeded to read your soul, succeded little by little to replace Lily and who you labour under the illusion to start again with deleting the past, a past you neither let her aware of.
"Severus, I have to tell you somthing…And I don't know how you react!"
She wakes you up from your thoughts that were coming back again to you secret, to the will to free yourself from it but even to the fear of seeing her walking away.
"I think I'm pregnant… No… I'm sure…"
And those word lost in the room's echo are just like a punch in the face, because you could be happy, because you could finally start to hope again, because you could finally just smile… if just you don't notice you've lied.
And you made your mother's same mistake.