Disclaimer: I do not own or intend to make money from this attempt at a story. The wonderful honor of creating Harry Potter belongs to the JKRowling the Great.
Summary: Slightly severitus/werewolf challenge. Year Six
I'm finally giving up my fan fic virginity, yes folks this is my first attempt at writing.
All reviews will be welcome although if you don't like, please be gentle (I bruise easily).
Enough with the rambling
On with the story:
Moon Child Chapter 1A cauldron sat gently simmering on a steady flame it's silver depths quietly bubbling, this peaceful calm was one of the reason Severus loved his job as Potions Master. To watch the delicate bonding of elements and the harmony of the binding ingredients, it gave him a sense of well being he never felt around people. Unlike the headmaster or his so-called master his potions were never demanding, it was an art that required full dedication without commanding it. He'd always gotten a sense of satisfaction with the creation of a new potion; it gave him insight into the beginning of life. Not so much primordial ooze but a primitive potion.
Scowling at the thought of how much time teaching took from his beloved concoctions he slowly added the Aconite.
Leaving the potion to simmer he left his thoughts to wander the bright green of the potion reminded him of a pair of green eyes'of courseâ€Lilyâ€. his Angelâ€. the Angel who betrayed him to that disgusting Potter.' His thoughts strayed to his last memory of her, her eyes burning like phosphorus light. He could recall how her breath softly brushed her lips with passion that burned like her flame red hair. Feeling his pulse racing with remembered delight he tried to quiet the tattoo his heart was beating on his chest he almost collapsed with shock when an owl shrieked to get his attention.
Giving the owl his best glare he slowly unwound the letter it carried only sparing a glance at his trembling hands.
Job done the owl flew of leaving a puzzled Slytherin behind.
The letter was of crisp parchment that looked slightly worn, the familiar script was written in blood red ink
"Lily" was the only word he could utter before his fragile control started to collapseâ€. "This better not be a prank or the sender WILL pay dearly".
Gently prying open the envelopeâ€. pausing for the expected curse he was surprised a minute later when he still felt the same.
This letter really was from his Angel, after taking a deep breath he unfolded the parchment and slowly devoured the last words of his soul mate.
My Immortal Beloved,
These are the words I wish I could tell you in person but due to fate I will not get the chance to. As I await my doom there are some things I need to share with you. I don't know how to make easy what secrets I now impart but I need to tell you of our son. I wanted to tell you before you left on your mission that I was carrying your child, but with it being the last time I would lie in your arms I couldn't find the strength to tell you. I knew how dangerous your mission was and I wanted you to remember our last night without anymore worries on your shoulders. I didn't want to be the person to place more shadows on your soul. My Midnight Angel I will always love you and I want you to know that I never betrayed you with James. When you still had not returned in January he offered to marry me to protect our child, you know how bad it was to have a child out of wedlock in those days. James offered to give our child legitimacy till you returned on the hope that he could be free to be with the one he loved. You see the reason he offered so freely was because he was gay, and times being what they were his disgusting family wanted to disown him. I loved James only as a brother and didn't want his families' prejudices to hurt him so I agreed. We both got protection from the marriage especially as he gave his family an heir.
Now about our son you hopefully know him already by his assumed name but the name I gave him is Meilyr Severus Snape. Knowing you as I do my dark avenger then you've probably developed quite a disliking to him due to his appearance, this is caused by a glamour charm I invented myself. I placed this charm the minute after he was born partly to protect you from exposure but also in the event you do not want to claim him, if the latter is true please do not hurt him. The charm can be removed by the counter charm contained in this letter. I hope you and Meilyr can learn to know each other as family, I have a nasty feeling our child will be left with my magic hating stepsister. I must end this letter before I run out of time to send it, know that my spirit will always be with you.
Till we meet again Master Midnight,
Yours
Lily
Trying to contain his rage and frustration he managed to put out the flame under the potion before staggering form the castle and collapsing by the lake.
Roaring with frustration and anger he could only scream "Oh my godâ€Lily! Why Lily why!" before the curses came, he hurled every hex he knew at the uncaring lake, raising his face to the sky he let the tears of loss run from his eyes. Weak from the strength of his feelings he pounded his fist on the ground in front of him then fell into the welcoming arms of oblivion.
A/N: Well what do you think? Please review and tell me if it's ok. L.L.L.