Severus took a deep breath. This was it. Elizabeth knew. He didn't have to tell her after all. Lord Voldemort did that for him.

Severus looked at his wife and begged with his eyes for her to understand. But she stared at him with fear in her eyes. Severus knew she was afraid that Voldemort was right after all. And Severus knew why.

So Severus sighed and neared Elizabeth slowly. She only backed up a step, and then seemed to collect herself. She stood still and waited for Severus to stand in front of her.

When Severus was in front of his wife, he looked her in the eye. He wanted to remember the last time she would ever look at him without fear. "I'm sorry Lizzy," he whispered sadly.

Elizabeth eyes were alighted in shock. Her mouth parted slightly and she moved her lips as if she was saying something. But she made no sound.

Severus shut his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. He opened them and took one last look at his wife. He would probably never see her again. And then he lifted his sleeve.


Elizabeth let out a small scream. She stared at the mark on her husband's arm and felt the tears fill her eyes. She then looked at Severus's face and saw the look of hurt he now had.

Elizabeth backed up frantically to get away from him. When he neared her, she fell backwards. His eyes filled with concern and he raced forward to help her up. But Elizabeth gasped and scrambled backwards on her hands.

"NO! Get away from me," she yelled.

Severus forced himself to stop. He turned away so he didn't have to look at her. He knew he deserved this exact treatment, but it still hurt nonetheless. He felt tears well up in his eyes, but he had to hide them. He couldn't let Lord Voldemort see him that weak.

And suddenly, he heard Voldemort laugh cruelly. He turned around and was met with Elizabeth's terrified gaze. She was now standing up, but she was clinging to the wall as if she couldn't move. Tears were falling down her face and she looked at Severus as if he was a whole new person.

Severus shut his eyes. He couldn't take it anymore. He knew he had officially lost his wife. How could he have been such an idiot?


Lord Voldemort smirked at the married couple of about a year. And already, they were separating. He had done his job well.

Now, to the real business of the evening.

He completely disregarded the other two people in the room and walked over to the now sleeping child.

He sneered at how peaceful a person could look in his sleep. Too vulnerable. He raised his wand and yelled the killing curse.

There was woman's scream, a baby's scream, and horrible, barely human scream.


Elizabeth continued to scream even after the green light had died down from the room. Lord Voldemort had tried to kill Harry. And the spell backfired!

Lord Voldemort was dead. Harry was alive. He was crying right then.

Elizabeth couldn't believe it. It was a miracle.

And then she remembered what had happened. She looked over at her husband and was suddenly not so afraid of him. Her fear had turned to disgust.

She sneered at Severus, a malevolent look in her eyes. "Looks like your master wasn't all that after all," she said cruelly.

Severus blinked, still staring at the spot where Voldemort had once been before a mere child had destroyed him.

Elizabeth glare turned cold as she looked at her dumbstruck husband. She then turned to Harry and walked over to his bed. She picked him up and walked back over to her husband.

"Don't…look for me," she said demandingly. She then spun on the spot and disappeared.