Sarah is she
Sarah hates me
Sarah believes him
when he lies

Sarah will die
I shall die
One day, when they all bury us alive

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James managed to get back to work. Being Governor was unstandable. It was an abysmal. As soon as you finish one thing another one is due next minute.
But that was still decent. A thing he couldn't bear was when people came to visit someone in the Azkeban. He had to take them to exact place where they were. All those Dementors and all the dull souls depressed him.
Working with Dementors was not easy. He had no adroit to order them around. They trusted no one accept Ancilla. They pretended James' orders are abstruse.
When Ancilla finally came back he was relieved. He started doing some of his work.

He and Lily loved the house. Their neighbours were kind. James didn't have to worry about their wedding because Lily was helped by Sirius and Remus (when he could) to get everything ready for that special day. Speed of time accelerated so fast that the very next morning James woke up and realised that today he is going to marry a woman he loves.
-"You finally woke up" - Sirius bursted into his room. James reached for his glasses. Lily wasn't there beside him. He was alone on the bed.
-"I'm marrying her today, ain't I?" - James yawned and then stretched.
-"That's my boy" - Sirius said happily, sitting beside James, hugging him with one hand and rubbing his hair with the other one.
-"Never believed that this day will come, ha James?" - Sirius said to him, going over to the door, and opening them for Remus. Remus who previously knocked, carried a tuxedo in his left hand, and all the other accessories in the other.
-"We'll fix you the best we can for your wedding. You'll look like Eros" - Remus said, pulling him out of the bed.
-"Now go and take shower" - Sirius ordered.

The 'I do' part of the wedding was happening inside the St Matthew's Church. It was wizarding church, located inside the Godric's Hollow.
The organ played its ethereal accords as James was stepping in the middle of the benches towards the altar. All the present wizards fixed their eyes on him. Sirius, as their godfather on the wedding followed him.
A tall, slender vicar, in black robes, smiled as James reached him. Next was Lily to come. James turned around to the door waiting to see her.
And there she was! Alas, all the expensive clothes and perfumes and make-up, she was just natural in a white wedding dress. Flower girls carried her long dress behind her.
She stepped beside James. Happiness was facaded on her face.
-"We are gathered here to..." - organ music was abdicating slowly as the priest went on and one. -"Lillian Marrianne Evans, do you take James Augustus Potter as your legal husband?" - Priest finally said.
-"Yes." - Lily grinned. Her eyes were wet with tears.
-"James Augustus Potter, do you take Lillian Marrianne Evans as your legal wife?"
Silence. A thought run through his head. A thought about freedom, lament, and angst passes, but he saiys -"Yes".
He looked agogly at Lily.
-"The groom may kiss the bride."
And so it was.

Rest of the celebration happened in a huge Burg (Burg (German) - medieval castle). A tall dome was occupied. Lily and James were standing at the entrance and greeting guests.
-"Minister, how glad to see you" - Lily said.
-"Delighted, my dear" - the Minister of Magic shook hands with both of them, than went of to sit down.
-"Potter" - a pierce voice said. James and Lily turned around. Ancilla was there... et voila!, her enchanting husband accompanied her.
-"Ancilla, how splendid to have you here" - James grinned readily, while she fixed inflexible, gloomy smile. Her long robes were black with thin deep red vertical lines.
-"And you must be Ancilla's husband" - James said slowly giving him hand. He prudently shook it.
Ancilla's husband possessed those certain, suspicious, distrustful pair of emerald green eyes in void sockets; the raw-boned face, and gaunt body.
-"It's my pleasure" - he said in icy voice. The absolutely matched in look.
-"Ancilla told me a lot about you" - James said to him. For all the time, she was breathing heavily, controlling herself.
-"She did, did she" - he said miserably, looking at her spitefully. -"We should go sit down." - He said abruptly after a nasty intermezzo. He went off without second glance at her.
-"He is just insufferable" - she snapped through her teeth, and speeded up to follow him.
James sent Lily an easy smile.
And a lot of other important and less important people came. After all the invitees were in, the doors were about to be closed with great force of abstract energy.
But than one more invitee came. He paced into the room in front of the Lily and James.
-"Severus, I didn't think you'll come" - Lily was overwhelmed.
-"Hello Lillian, hello James. I came here to congratulate you" - he said keeping the same intonation.
-"How are you? I haven't heard very long from you" - he said, giving out his gaunt hand.
-"I'm good. How are you?" - she shook it. James was looking away, scanning who was sitting where.
-"My father upbrought me to always answer positive on this question" - he said coldly, looking at James. If his glare could kill, James would be castrated from his core now.
-"Hehehe..." - Lily gave gauche smile. -"Would you like to sit down?" - she inquired.
-"That would be admissible" - he voiced rigidly.
-"Good."
-"Yeah, good."

Snape went around the tables greeting his friends and acquaintances. There was nowhere to sit. All the seats were occupied. He stopped by Lucius Malfoy.
-"Where the hell were you all this time?" - he said reproachfully.
-"I'm at Hogwarts, teaching" - he sighed.
-"Oh, I see" - Lucius was glad to see him.
-"So, you and Narcissa are married now?"
-"Yes" - Lucius said neatly. Narcissa smiled to Severus.
-"Well, I'll see you" - Severus said, withdrawing, looking for a seat.
-"I will not doubt that anymore" - Lucius said harshly.
Severus continued looking over. An empty seat was in his vista.
Snape approached the seat. At the table were sitting three persons. Someone he knew pretty well, Ancilla, a man who likely had to be her husband, and another, Cimmerian looking wizard.
-"There you are" - Ancilla hissed, getting up, and urging Severus to take his seat.
-"You know my husband" - they exchanged lurid stare. Of course, Ancilla introduced them to each other long ago.
-"Hello Calvin" - Severus said.
-"Severus, lovely to see you" - Calvin uttered, frigidly.
-"Severus, this is Grumio Accusatio. He is a great friend of my husband" - she introduced the wizard to Snape, who politely said -"How do you do?"
The wizard replied him with the same thing.
-"So if..." - Ancilla's husband continued the yarning to the other man. Ancilla was obviously bored. She looked at her husband and turned her eyes. Snape silently replied with a miserable smile.
They went on and on with their talk. Than they thought that it would be nice to go around and talk to some of their friends. Ancilla was left there with Severus.
Severus sighed, tormented.
-"I haven't seen you from when we graduated" - she started. -"And still, there was no intention to contact me, and tell me where you were" - she added.
-"I'm sorry. My delirium unable me to think properly. That damn Lily girl" - Severus inhaled the air slowly.
-"Don't bewail. You're not linked to Calvin. He's pain in the ass" - Ancilla quarrel was serene. -"Do you work anywhere, though?"
-"My dear Governor, yeah I heard what job did you get, I am an assistant of a Potions teacher at Hogwarts."
-"Professor Snake's assistant?" Snape nodded his head.
-"Congratulations."
-"I would fancy DADA position better, but c'est la vie."
-"You're interested in Dark Arts?" - Ancilla asked zealously, pouring herself some wine.
-"You speak like you don't know me; of course it is" - Snape said gradually.
-"Than would you..." - he touched his hand on the table with hers -"...would you ever join the 'other side'?" - She squeezed his hand.
-"You mean join Lord Voldemort" - it was clear to him what she wanted from him.
-"Precisely." - Dim gas filled her eyes.
-"I would be stupid if I never expected something like this from you."
-"It's all your decision... you have all the predispositions" - she was breathing solidly every word she would pronounce.
-"So you're part of that obscure clique?" - Snape asked, putting his hand over hers.
She looked around, and said: -"I am." Simply.
-"And you are trying to pull me in, too" - Severus fixed her eyes, totally.
She raised her eyebrows in sign of agreeing.
-"I'll think about it" - he let go of her hand, but she continued squeezing the one she held under.
-"Would you please stop compressing my hand?" - he asked.
-"Sorry" - she briskly moved her hand.
-"I see you two are having fun" - cold and composed voice of Lucius Malfoy interrupted. Ancilla gritted her teeth as he was taking his seat.
-"Go away" - she glowered. He overlooked her counteraction.
-"Lucius, she... she is just telling me about the Dark Side. She said she went over. I have no doubt that you did the same" - Snape said in earnest and solemn mode.
Lucius glanced look over the table to her, surveying what she felt.
-"You couldn't be more right" - he said. Nostalgia was slowly taking over him.
-"I expected this from you two... so similar... so sawed for each other, you two match from your core" - Severus was saying.
-"Stop it" - Ancilla snapped. Lucius was about to do the same.
Loathsome cessation of sound overpowered them, until Lucius said.
-"So are you ready?"
-"Ready for what?" - Severus asked. He tried to search for the answer in both Ancilla and Lucius' eyes, but only a glow of apocalyptic sequence was there. Sequences that would interfere, and continue into a equally poliphonetic fragment.
-"Just be ready" - Lucius said, mystically, getting up. He called Ancilla to follow him. She was serene on his request, and did it.

James, Lily, and the other crowd enjoyed the time of their life. Sirius, James, Lily, Remus, Peter, and few other important people shared the table.
-"Lets cheer for Lily and James" - Sirius said, raising his glass, absolutely smashed. He had more alcohol than he had in his whole life. And he kept taking more. And more.
-"Cheers" - everyone drunk up their liquid.
-"Lets do it once more" - he said, adding more of what he was drinking, and raising glass. Than he drunk it.
-"I'm glad you're so happy" - Remus told Lily and James.
-"We're just married" - James hugged Lily.
The celebration went on until three in the morning when people started leaving, and Sirius dropped on the floor mortus drunk. Some other guests started going the same path Sirius went.
At the end from what has been few hundreds, only few ten of people left. They all stood in huge circle.
James instead of pointless conversation with some of the guests, went over to check if there's anyone interesting left. And there it was. Ancilla was sitting at the table, he head on the tableau. She seemed:
-"You are so drunk, aren't you?" - James asked, sitting down.
-"I don't think I'll be able to go to work tomorrow" - she looked at him, her eyes red and narrow.
-"Wow, my boss is goten herself so drunk... she can't even get up and go home" - James sniggered.
-"It's all Lucius' fault" - she hissed through her teeth.
-"Yeah, he was pretty smashed when he was leaving. Could barely keep balance and not fall down. You're married though. You shouldn't wander off with other married man" - James was saying.
Ancilla wanted to say something, but her husband appeared behind her.
-"Look at you, you're all drunk" - he spitted, censoriously. He finished his talk with Minister of Magic and came near.
-"Leave me alone. Go away from me. I hate you" - she was saying, quietly, but vindictively.
He pretended he did not hear that.
-"We must go now" - he took her hand, and pulled her, but she just didn't want to move away from the table.
-"Only thing we must do is die" - she said, letting herself being dragged by her husband.
-"I'm still having my two weeks off for honeymoon" - James yelled after her.
-"Take as much as you want" - she replied.
-"Splendid." - James rubbed his hands back together. Than he returned back to his wife, and his friends.
More people left.
Remus and Peter promised James that they will return Sirius his home, safe.

Lily and James arrived to their home. James carried Lily upstairs to their bedroom. He dropped her on their bed. He leaned over her so their faces touched.
-"What now?" - He grinned, seductively.
-"I don't know" - she said, hugging him.
-"Well lets just see..."

The very next morning they set of to their honeymoon. James believed that Lily's idea to go for a Muggle-style honeymoon was remarkable. They will spend two weeks in Nigeria as Muggle tourists.
James travelled the plane first time in his life. He was so excited when it exalted from the ground even though he was eminently sceptique that Muggle product can stay in the air. His suspicion was proven wrong. They safely landed on the solid ground.

They came back safely, and James continued doing his job. He started liking working with Ancilla and rejected a fair position that Minister offered him elsewhere. The Minister helped Lily get a job at the Daily Prophet. She became an editor, and from time to time was given a small article to write.

Snape completely forgot Lucius and Ancilla's promise for getting onto the Dark Side. Until one dire night. He finished his dinner at the Great Hall, and went to his room to get some sleep. He had a onerous day. Just as he opened the door to his chambers he noticed some frost in the air. He looked better around the dim room, and saw Ancilla there, sitting on the chair. She raised as she noticed him.
-"The master wants to see you" - she said quietly, as she approached him, and placed a hand on his shoulder.
-"Ancilla, I didn't expect you... I forgot about that..." - he was vaguely confused. She was wearing black garments - black robes under the large black cloak.
-"Follow me" - she said, leaving the room.
Severus had to run to keep up with her. She passed the well-known passages and corridors of Hogwarts.
When they were out of the castle, swapping the grass with their rapid paces, she said.
-"Such a nostalgia overtakes me. My Hogwarts..." - her voice was sarcastic as much as it was sentimental.
Severus was quiet. Where the hell was she taking him. As soon as they reached the Forbidden Forest she stopped, and said.
-"Don't move."
She grabber his hands, and apparated him along with her.
Next moment (Snape didn't have time to blink his eyes) they were inside a circular antechamber. Before he could comprehend where he is, Ancilla abandoned him, and lost herself in the blurred background. He couldn't know where she is no more. He was in the middle of the platform that somehow illuminated by itself from the substantial rock.
-"Here" - a cold voice said. Snape turned around. Behind him was a throne, plain and solid. Now, Severus saw a figure sitting. He wore black robes with ornamented hems.
-"Come closer" - the voice ordered. Severus did so. The snaky eyes on the vacuous face were empty with emotion. They surveyed him. They caught every minute aspect about him that Severus felt naked.
-"Are you willing to join the Dark Force?" - he asked, briskly.
-"Yes" - Severus said, but the Dark Lord wasn't sure that that was what Severus really wanted because next he said:
-"Are you aware that any of your gags you make right now may turn out wrong? And you certainly wouldn't like to get your friends Malfoy and Deitrich in trouble, who introduced you, because they will be paying if you don't behave properly... or ever worse, diss the Dark Service in any way."
-"I am certain."
For a mere second, the Dark Lord was looking at the Dark, on his left. Snape thought that that must be the place where Ancilla and Lucius were standing. He was right. Ancilla was just giving Lucius a frighten look through the dark and her mask, but he understood it.
-"That's a good start. Read this and sign" - Lord Voldemort conjugated a parchment, and a pen. Snape read it.

'I summon all the sane judgement in my brain to make this decision;
I let no one indoctrinate me without my will accept the Ruler of the Darkness, the appointed one;
I never speak ill of my Master, or the decision I made;
My corpus is not sold, but it's controlled by prosperity of my Master;
He is strict, brutal, and ferocious, but righteous;
He never forgets: always gets his revenge and always awards the ones that are worth it;
You fight against all the heresy: Mudbloods, Muggles, and the followers of the blameless;
They can't provide you the enlightening the Dark Side can.

It's one, it's unique, and if you don't think it's worth you, you're not worth it.

Sign here: _____________________'

For a bare moment, Snape thought about going into lament, but than he remembered Ancilla and Lucius, and what would happen to them.
Should he, or should not he do it?