The poison was particularly vicious. His body lay twisted from the pain, his lips and tongue bright blue an automatic give away as to the name of the poison. It also gave away the killer, since the name of the poison was the cheaters death. Hermione went quietly with the aurors.
She had loved him with all her heart, she thought he loved her as well. The pictures she found put pay to that notion. Never again would she fall for such foolishness. Her death would be quick unlike his, the aurors would see to that. Why, Severus, why?