Ten - Epilogue
They sat by the fire, roasting marshmallow-mice and telling stories from the (nice, early) past till deep into the night, when the boys retired to their room. The autumn-holidays were peaceful, after the endless party after the fall of Voldemort and glorious victory of light.
Tom and Draco had stayed at Snape-manor, after Draco's parents were sent to Azkaban for their crimes, like all Death eaters, after the lists of names had been found in Riddle's office.
Bellatrix stared into the flames, twisting the silvery engagement ring between her fingers. Severus smiled at her, leaning back into her lap, watching the last flames in the fireplace.
"I can't believe it's over."
"I understand completely. But we're free now."
"I hope Tom will be alright."
"What should happen, he's not his father. They'll be alright."
"I suppose you're right, as always."
"Hmm."
"It's late, let's go to bed!"
"Yeah."
He extinguished the fire and made his way to the bathroom. When he reemerged, she held up the bed-covers and he slid beside her, pulling an arm around the woman he loved.
"Good night!"
"Night, may the angels guide your dreams."
"The only thing I dream about is you!"
"I love you."
"I love you, too, my faithful white rose."
-fin-
They sat by the fire, roasting marshmallow-mice and telling stories from the (nice, early) past till deep into the night, when the boys retired to their room. The autumn-holidays were peaceful, after the endless party after the fall of Voldemort and glorious victory of light.
Tom and Draco had stayed at Snape-manor, after Draco's parents were sent to Azkaban for their crimes, like all Death eaters, after the lists of names had been found in Riddle's office.
Bellatrix stared into the flames, twisting the silvery engagement ring between her fingers. Severus smiled at her, leaning back into her lap, watching the last flames in the fireplace.
"I can't believe it's over."
"I understand completely. But we're free now."
"I hope Tom will be alright."
"What should happen, he's not his father. They'll be alright."
"I suppose you're right, as always."
"Hmm."
"It's late, let's go to bed!"
"Yeah."
He extinguished the fire and made his way to the bathroom. When he reemerged, she held up the bed-covers and he slid beside her, pulling an arm around the woman he loved.
"Good night!"
"Night, may the angels guide your dreams."
"The only thing I dream about is you!"
"I love you."
"I love you, too, my faithful white rose."
-fin-