Yep, new chapter every POV switch... And the Chapter title is who's POV it
is.
Disclaimers: I'm bored and I have a computer and too much free time... that doesn't mean I own them... sadly.
Warnings: None thus far?
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The wall was blank. Much like I wished my mind was. It amazed me how much it hurt. I thought after losing the others I could take this kind of pain. Heh, guess I was wrong.
"Remus?" I jump slightly and turn towards the door, my hand already subconsciously going for my wand. I relaxed slightly when I realized who it was.
"Oh, sorry Molly, I wasn't paying attention. What is it?" I ask quietly, exhaling a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. Molly Weasley smiled at me tiredly.
"Well, Harry's here, I thought you might want to come down and say hello."
"Yes, I think I will Molly, just. give me a moment please." Mrs. Weasley nodded and left the room quietly. I inhale a deep shuddering breath. I know I should rush downstairs and greet Harry warmly, assure him I do not blame him for what happened to Sirius, but I don't think I'm quite ready to face the boy yet. It was one thing at the platform, where I had a specific goal of making sure things went well for Harry after all that happened, but now, a month and a half later.
Well, I suppose there's nothing I can do. I rise from the bed and gather my robes about myself. A cough from the doorway makes me jump a second time. This time I get my wand out and a curse half-way out of my mouth before I stop myself in surprise.
"Severus?" I blink at him in bewilderment. Severus Snape gives me a long, cool stare and crosses his arms over his chest casually.
"I told Potter you were out before Molly could say anything," he said, striding into the room and closing the door behind himself. I frown at him. He smirks at me.
"You're not ready to see Potter yet. Even if you don't blame him for what happened to Black," he says calmly. I stare at him blankly for a long moment then sigh.
"So, who do you blame for it then?" I start at both the sudden question and the fact that Severus is quite suddenly right across from me.
"Well." I begin quietly. To be totally honest I hadn't given it a lot of thought, the memory was still too fresh, too painful. "I think I blame Bellatrix mostly."
"Good."
"I place some blame on Sirius too..."
"Oh?"
"He should..." I pause and inhale slowly. He should have been more careful. But I know if I say it I'll break down, the one thing I would not do in front of anyone, especially Severus Snape.
"Have been more careful?" he finishes for me. My head snaps up and I stare at him with wide eyes. He smirks slightly.
"Y-yeah..."I murmur, looking away and clenching my fist around my wand a few times before pocketing it. He casts a long look at me and sighs.
"You're the only one left," he mutters, his tone slightly bitter. I frown and run a hand through my hair.
"Of what?"
"Of your little group. Sure, Pettigrew is still alive, but we know how good that is." I gritted my teeth, near uncontrollable rage filling my chest at the mention of Wormtail. But he is right. Of Prongs, Wormtail, Padfoot, and myself, I was the only one still alive and on what I considered to be the right side. I blinked suddenly as I realized something. It hurt. It hurt having the knowledge that I was the last one of our group. Not even Lily was around anymore...
"Are you alright Remus?" I jerked and blinked at Snape, startled to realize I had tears streaming down my face. I turn away quickly, not so much ashamed as not wanting to show weakness. Despite Dumbledore's trust in the man, there were still the natural hostilities from our school days that controlled our behavior, even now.
"I'm fine," I manage, barely keeping my voice steady. I hear him sigh and suddenly he has wrapped his arms around my shoulders from behind, his chin resting lightly on the curve of my neck. I bite my lip hard. I want to yell, hit, or at least ask him what he thinks he's doing, but I know, and I can't stop. The tears flow more freely now, still he says nothing, just squeezes gently and murmurs quiet, soothing phrases in a language I do not recognize.
It is a long time before I've finished crying. But never once did Snape sigh or make any sort of disapproving or disheartening movement or sound. He simply muttered away near my ear, arms supporting me as I soaked the sleeve of his robe with my tears. I sigh, feeling rather empty inside. Without a word he lets go and guides me to the bed, making me realize I am also exhausted beyond belief.
I watch him through bleary eyes for a moment as he helps me into bed. I cannot help but notice the gentleness with which he does it. And an odd thought strikes me.
"Severus... what ever happened to Evelina?" He stops abruptly, startled about this question that has apparently come out of nowhere.
"She died." His answer is short, his voice hardened slightly with pain.
"Oh..." I murmur quietly. After a moment of awkward silence he stands and turns away, and I feel my eyelids droop closed.
"I will come and fetch you at dinner," is the last thing I hear before I drift off to sleep.
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Disturbing thought, isn't it? Nice Snape... I dunno, does he seem OOC?
Review?
Disclaimers: I'm bored and I have a computer and too much free time... that doesn't mean I own them... sadly.
Warnings: None thus far?
!!!!!
The wall was blank. Much like I wished my mind was. It amazed me how much it hurt. I thought after losing the others I could take this kind of pain. Heh, guess I was wrong.
"Remus?" I jump slightly and turn towards the door, my hand already subconsciously going for my wand. I relaxed slightly when I realized who it was.
"Oh, sorry Molly, I wasn't paying attention. What is it?" I ask quietly, exhaling a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding. Molly Weasley smiled at me tiredly.
"Well, Harry's here, I thought you might want to come down and say hello."
"Yes, I think I will Molly, just. give me a moment please." Mrs. Weasley nodded and left the room quietly. I inhale a deep shuddering breath. I know I should rush downstairs and greet Harry warmly, assure him I do not blame him for what happened to Sirius, but I don't think I'm quite ready to face the boy yet. It was one thing at the platform, where I had a specific goal of making sure things went well for Harry after all that happened, but now, a month and a half later.
Well, I suppose there's nothing I can do. I rise from the bed and gather my robes about myself. A cough from the doorway makes me jump a second time. This time I get my wand out and a curse half-way out of my mouth before I stop myself in surprise.
"Severus?" I blink at him in bewilderment. Severus Snape gives me a long, cool stare and crosses his arms over his chest casually.
"I told Potter you were out before Molly could say anything," he said, striding into the room and closing the door behind himself. I frown at him. He smirks at me.
"You're not ready to see Potter yet. Even if you don't blame him for what happened to Black," he says calmly. I stare at him blankly for a long moment then sigh.
"So, who do you blame for it then?" I start at both the sudden question and the fact that Severus is quite suddenly right across from me.
"Well." I begin quietly. To be totally honest I hadn't given it a lot of thought, the memory was still too fresh, too painful. "I think I blame Bellatrix mostly."
"Good."
"I place some blame on Sirius too..."
"Oh?"
"He should..." I pause and inhale slowly. He should have been more careful. But I know if I say it I'll break down, the one thing I would not do in front of anyone, especially Severus Snape.
"Have been more careful?" he finishes for me. My head snaps up and I stare at him with wide eyes. He smirks slightly.
"Y-yeah..."I murmur, looking away and clenching my fist around my wand a few times before pocketing it. He casts a long look at me and sighs.
"You're the only one left," he mutters, his tone slightly bitter. I frown and run a hand through my hair.
"Of what?"
"Of your little group. Sure, Pettigrew is still alive, but we know how good that is." I gritted my teeth, near uncontrollable rage filling my chest at the mention of Wormtail. But he is right. Of Prongs, Wormtail, Padfoot, and myself, I was the only one still alive and on what I considered to be the right side. I blinked suddenly as I realized something. It hurt. It hurt having the knowledge that I was the last one of our group. Not even Lily was around anymore...
"Are you alright Remus?" I jerked and blinked at Snape, startled to realize I had tears streaming down my face. I turn away quickly, not so much ashamed as not wanting to show weakness. Despite Dumbledore's trust in the man, there were still the natural hostilities from our school days that controlled our behavior, even now.
"I'm fine," I manage, barely keeping my voice steady. I hear him sigh and suddenly he has wrapped his arms around my shoulders from behind, his chin resting lightly on the curve of my neck. I bite my lip hard. I want to yell, hit, or at least ask him what he thinks he's doing, but I know, and I can't stop. The tears flow more freely now, still he says nothing, just squeezes gently and murmurs quiet, soothing phrases in a language I do not recognize.
It is a long time before I've finished crying. But never once did Snape sigh or make any sort of disapproving or disheartening movement or sound. He simply muttered away near my ear, arms supporting me as I soaked the sleeve of his robe with my tears. I sigh, feeling rather empty inside. Without a word he lets go and guides me to the bed, making me realize I am also exhausted beyond belief.
I watch him through bleary eyes for a moment as he helps me into bed. I cannot help but notice the gentleness with which he does it. And an odd thought strikes me.
"Severus... what ever happened to Evelina?" He stops abruptly, startled about this question that has apparently come out of nowhere.
"She died." His answer is short, his voice hardened slightly with pain.
"Oh..." I murmur quietly. After a moment of awkward silence he stands and turns away, and I feel my eyelids droop closed.
"I will come and fetch you at dinner," is the last thing I hear before I drift off to sleep.
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Disturbing thought, isn't it? Nice Snape... I dunno, does he seem OOC?
Review?