That night when Tonks had returned home after her conversation with Severus, she went almost directly to bed. She saw no reason to remain awake any longer as she had an early start the following morning.
Her dreams came quickly and what she saw in them was certainly not the Severus Snape she knew and was gradually falling madly in love with:
He was standing in a darkened street, perhaps Hogsmeade although she couldn't be sure, and he seemed to be waiting for somebody. His wand was already drawn and he was clearly expecting to be attacked in one way or another, if not to do the attacking himself perhaps.
Soon enough, Severus was firing his wand at something she had not even seen as of yet but the dark mark came from his wand, illuminating the sky as the cry "MORSMORDE!" echoed around the buildings.
Tonks moved down towards the area Severus had been occupying and, from there, she could see the bodies of her father, Ted Tonks, and Dirk Cresswell, his friend, lying there motionless on the floor. She gasped, turning and running away as quickly as possible.
She awoke with a jolt, sitting straight up with the shock of what she had just seen. She noticed she had broken out in a cold sweat and she was unable to do anything other than sit there as her heart rate slowly decreased.
Her father and Dirk Cresswell had been found dead in that exact position that time two years ago and she was horrified to think that it could really have been Severus who had killed them. Of course, it was more than possible that it could have been him. It could have been any one of the Death Eaters. Why did her dream have to make her think it was him, though?
He frowned a little, unsure of whether she should maybe ask him about it. The sheer thought of him being able to commit such a crime made her wonder if he did have some evil in him after all. But then anyone could produce evil when they needed to and she knew he had to kill to keep the trust of the dark lord. She just hated the way it had been her father who had been his victim.
