Story Title: Confessions of a Broken Death Eater
Author: ChangJessica2x5
Archive:ive that I was
evil and that I never deserved her.
Graduation came and went and she married "Mr. Perfect Potter". I heard
about it from the Dark Lord himself. I think he knew of my love for her.
I turned sides that night and went to Dumbledore and confessed. I was
tired of killing, tired of lying, tired of it all. I was tired of this
endless servitude to a man who was unworthy.
A year later the orders came that we were to attack a house in the middle
of London. Unknown to me I would arrive too late to save my love. At that
moment I knew I was branded a traitor. He had figured me out somehow and
for that she and her husband died. I couldn't save her. The Dark Lord
fell that night as well. My love's son saved the world.
But he was a second too late to have saved his mother.
As I held her to me I felt her life slowly leaving. Smiling at me she
told me the words that forever made me regret that I had never spoken up,
that I never told her my feelings.
"I loved you the first time I saw you, Severus. Please take care of my
son for me." Her final words were of love and hope. Whispering my promise
to the wind I cried and held her and her son to me. When Dumbledore found
me I was a wreck. He sent her son to his aunt or some other muggle
relative to take care of.
Years later when I saw him again he was his father's child – determined,
sly and handsome. He'd saved the world and never knew it. I watched his
struggle with all the fame and attention.
He could have been mine. My son. Mine and my love's.
I saw nothing of his mother but her smile. I was hard on him. I did it to
strengthen him but mostly to protect myself.
But I did what I promised. I protected him. I always will. He is mine. He
is all I have left of my Lily, of my love.
So how can anyone say that I am heartless.
I love...even still.
~Fin~
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments
that take our breath away."
Author: ChangJessica2x5
Archive:ive that I was
evil and that I never deserved her.
Graduation came and went and she married "Mr. Perfect Potter". I heard
about it from the Dark Lord himself. I think he knew of my love for her.
I turned sides that night and went to Dumbledore and confessed. I was
tired of killing, tired of lying, tired of it all. I was tired of this
endless servitude to a man who was unworthy.
A year later the orders came that we were to attack a house in the middle
of London. Unknown to me I would arrive too late to save my love. At that
moment I knew I was branded a traitor. He had figured me out somehow and
for that she and her husband died. I couldn't save her. The Dark Lord
fell that night as well. My love's son saved the world.
But he was a second too late to have saved his mother.
As I held her to me I felt her life slowly leaving. Smiling at me she
told me the words that forever made me regret that I had never spoken up,
that I never told her my feelings.
"I loved you the first time I saw you, Severus. Please take care of my
son for me." Her final words were of love and hope. Whispering my promise
to the wind I cried and held her and her son to me. When Dumbledore found
me I was a wreck. He sent her son to his aunt or some other muggle
relative to take care of.
Years later when I saw him again he was his father's child – determined,
sly and handsome. He'd saved the world and never knew it. I watched his
struggle with all the fame and attention.
He could have been mine. My son. Mine and my love's.
I saw nothing of his mother but her smile. I was hard on him. I did it to
strengthen him but mostly to protect myself.
But I did what I promised. I protected him. I always will. He is mine. He
is all I have left of my Lily, of my love.
So how can anyone say that I am heartless.
I love...even still.
~Fin~
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments
that take our breath away."