Denial
by DR asia
Severus Snape stood in the Headmaster's office, stumped.
Sirius Black was dead. He had foolishly mocked Bellatrix and a split second later, was cursed and fell into a well. The whole event sounded too…simple. Severus was sure that someone from above was laughing at him. Sirius Black, his tormentor, rival, almost-murderer, dead. And why did that leave him?
He didn't believe it. Outrageous. Didn't the same man survive twelve years in Azkaban? How could he just fall into some hole in the wall and die?
He simply didn't want to believe it.