(a/n - so I put them all together as separate fics in one large collection called The Potions Cabinet. This next one is for the antidote to uncommon poisons - write about someone who is being healed emotionally, and is another fave ship of mine, Snooch, which again, isn't very popular, so please be nice!)

All Is Not Lost.

Severus sat shivering in his dungeons. He hadn't the energy to light a fire. He couldn't believe it. She was gone. It was the anniversary of her death today, and though Severus had tried to move on, he still hadn't fully managed it. He sighed, as he let the tears fall freely down his face. She was gone, and nothing could bring her back. Absolutely nothing. Severus was a failure. And he knew it. Rolanda, however didn't.

She had always admired Severus from afar, and she knew what would happen today. She knew that it was the anniversary of the death of the Potters. Lily, in particular, for Severus. And she knew that he would be hurting. And so it was that Rolanda decided to pay a visit to Severus that evening. She let herself into his rooms through the floo network, for she knew that he would be in no mood to answer the door, and a house elf had kindly informed her that the fire was unlit in the mournful potions master's room. Rolanda stepped out of the ash and dusted herself off, before coughing lightly, making Severus look up, and blush, for his features were incredibly unattractive at that moment. His eyes were swollen and bloodshot and his face was blotchy. His infamous hooked nose was red and sniffly. Strangely though, Rolanda felt he was just as attractive, if not more, than before. She sat down next to him, and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

"Severus, sometimes, life is hard." she whispered. "Sometimes, things are thrown our way which we don't particularly like. Sometimes, we get hurt. But we have to pull through Severus. We must pull through. You're not alone in your heartbreak, and you're not alone in overcoming it, for I will be with you every step of the way. Instead of containing your feelings, talk about them, let them go. And then you can truly move on." She smiled kindly. "So why not start by telling me about your heartbreak, and I will tell you about mine."

And so it was, that Severus poured his heart out to Rolanda like he had never done before, he told her all about the golden Lily, and how Petunia had ruined her childhood, and then at school, how Lily had distanced herself from him and started dating James Potter. How Severus was happy for them, even though he didn't appear like it. And yet how Voldemort had cruelly managed to take her away from him, ripping Severus' heart to pieces in the process. All the while, Rolanda nodded and soothed and comforted him, for she knew what it was like to have to deal with heartbreak alone, she knew that if you had nobody there to help you, you began to slip towards the great black hole of depression, as your days began to mould together as one and your nights became endless replays of emotional outbursts as your heart got twisted about inside of you, and slowly got pulled away from your soul, so that you became a ruined wreck. Rolanda knew that if you are ever to get out of that black hole, you need a constantly strong self will and a comforting and caring friend. And she was determined to be that friend for Severus.

Rolanda therefore opened up her heart to Severus, and told him about the time when she had had her heart broken. Karkaroff had used her and abused her, just wanting to become a little more powerful than he already was, and her, the well known quidditch player was the one who could do that. Of course, at the time, Rolanda had been blinded by love and lust for the dark wizard. And now she knew what a fool she had been. It had taken years, and a trip into a dark, dark land. But she had pulled through, and Rolanda knew that she wouldn't jet Severus go through the same. She was unsure what it was, but Rolanda always seemed to be drawn to the dark wizards, although she knew that Severus was different to Igor. Severus was an underdog, and she had seen his weak spots. And so she was going to help him.

Throughout the night Rolanda helped Severus, and together, they began to see him just smiling slightly. Ever so slightly. By sunrise, the two of them were asleep on the sofa, their arms encircled around their waists, and small, secretive smiles on their faces.

It would take a while, but soon, Severus would be over his emotional ordeal, and Rolanda would be with him every step of the way. All was not lost for Severus, like it had been once over for Rolanda. Together, they could heal any emotional torment that they had to go through. Together, they were strong.

(a/n - and so that was my next installment! I hope it was worthy, and reviews are love by the way!)