In A Drunken Rage
By: Banshee
*Okay, just so you know, the characters in this story are not mine. there I said it, now you can't sue me.*
Lily sat in a rocking chair on her balcony, staring up at the moon. Her heart sank as she heard the front door slam shut. An angry pair of feet stormed up the stairs and into the room behind her. She got up and went into the bedroom to see her husband kick off his shoes in frustration and take off his shirt.
"Bad day at the office?" she said gently so she wouldn't startle him.
"What were you doing out there?" he said gruffly. She sighed and rubbed her swollen belly.
"Angel likes it...."
"She doesn't know! Stay inside!" he spat. She looked down at the floor in tears. His anger vanished when he saw her.
"Okay ... but be careful... I don't want my girls to get hurt." She looked up and smiled. He took her into his arms and held her tightly.
"Sev?" She said from the warmth of his sweaty and overworked neck.
"Yes Lil'?" he asked softly. She took one of his hands
"I love you." He slowly led her in a dance being careful about the six- month-old baby inside her.
"I love you too..." He kissed her softly. She smiled at him.
"C'mon Daddy, let's go to bed..."
~the scene faded into a haze and a new scene came in it's place~
Lily was now in the kitchen preparing her husband's dinner, He was due home any minute, and he'd been very unhappy for the past week. She was now nine months pregnant and showing it. The door slammed as usual but there was something different this time. The sound of him walking was not the same, he normally stomped, but he was staggering. She rushed to him, but what happened was not what she'd expected. A fist collided with her cheek and she fell to the ground with a thud. She shivered in fear
"Sev ... are you..." She couldn't finish because he'd kicked her very hard in the ribs.
"Shut up!" She sat there sobbing with her hair in her face.
"Stand up!" She just sat there, quivering in fear,
"I told you to get up!" He kicked her again.
She screamed, "Stop! Please Sev, Stop! You're gonna hurt the... " But she was silenced by a hard kick to the head which knocked her out.
When she woke up she was in a white room, her head and body was throbbing in pain. Someone was crying beside her, she turned to see who it was, she blinked a few times and she saw Severus sitting in the chair beside her rubbing her hand and crying, he looked up and saw she was awake.
"I.... I'm so sorry Lily... It's all my fault..." She looked at him, then it hit her, he was beating her.
"She's gone..." He broke down crying again. The reality hit her about as hard as his kicks to the face, but slower.
"Angel..." she whispered... Tears raced down her cheeks.
"No...no no no...no ....No... NO!!!" She sobbed into her knees. He got up and ran out of the room as she screamed.
~a month later~
She was out of the hospital, She hadn't seen her husband since she awoke. He never came home.
Lily paused and thought back when she spoke with the doctor. They'd buried Angel not far from the house but she didn't dare go to visit it. It hurt her too much; she couldn't bear the thought of her baby, dead before it could really live, before she could hold her. Lily still had the scar; it would stay with her forever as the sign of her baby's death.
Then one morning an official looking owl flew in and left a letter. It read-
-Dear Miss Lily Anne Snape
Your husband, Severus Lucas Snape has filed for a divorce. You have seven days to agree or decline and appeal for counseling, if you do not in that time space it shall be taken to the Council for Domestic Affairs. Have a pleasant day.
Flabishon Summers
Department for Domestic Affairs
Ministry of Magic
She let the paper fall to the ground. She was hurt, tired, and sick of the house. She desperately needed to get away. She ran to the door threw on her cloak, ran outside and threw out her wand hand. Soon a large bus jumped out in front of her.
Lily climbed on and thrust some gold into the man's hand that opened the door, and ran up to the top story of the bus and looked around. It was very dim, but there was a young man sitting at the back. She took a bed three up from him and stared down at the bed in tears. The man spoke up,
"Lily? Is that you?" She looked up at him and gasped.
"James?" She got up and made her way over to his bed.
"You look horrible. Why were you crying?" He said, forgetting his manners.
She told him the story, when she looked up at him after she'd finished, and he looked outraged. "You'll come and stay with me... I'll take care of you until you're back on your feet." She nodded and sobbed into his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her and rocked her while whispering, "Shhh... It's okay..."
By: Banshee
*Okay, just so you know, the characters in this story are not mine. there I said it, now you can't sue me.*
Lily sat in a rocking chair on her balcony, staring up at the moon. Her heart sank as she heard the front door slam shut. An angry pair of feet stormed up the stairs and into the room behind her. She got up and went into the bedroom to see her husband kick off his shoes in frustration and take off his shirt.
"Bad day at the office?" she said gently so she wouldn't startle him.
"What were you doing out there?" he said gruffly. She sighed and rubbed her swollen belly.
"Angel likes it...."
"She doesn't know! Stay inside!" he spat. She looked down at the floor in tears. His anger vanished when he saw her.
"Okay ... but be careful... I don't want my girls to get hurt." She looked up and smiled. He took her into his arms and held her tightly.
"Sev?" She said from the warmth of his sweaty and overworked neck.
"Yes Lil'?" he asked softly. She took one of his hands
"I love you." He slowly led her in a dance being careful about the six- month-old baby inside her.
"I love you too..." He kissed her softly. She smiled at him.
"C'mon Daddy, let's go to bed..."
~the scene faded into a haze and a new scene came in it's place~
Lily was now in the kitchen preparing her husband's dinner, He was due home any minute, and he'd been very unhappy for the past week. She was now nine months pregnant and showing it. The door slammed as usual but there was something different this time. The sound of him walking was not the same, he normally stomped, but he was staggering. She rushed to him, but what happened was not what she'd expected. A fist collided with her cheek and she fell to the ground with a thud. She shivered in fear
"Sev ... are you..." She couldn't finish because he'd kicked her very hard in the ribs.
"Shut up!" She sat there sobbing with her hair in her face.
"Stand up!" She just sat there, quivering in fear,
"I told you to get up!" He kicked her again.
She screamed, "Stop! Please Sev, Stop! You're gonna hurt the... " But she was silenced by a hard kick to the head which knocked her out.
When she woke up she was in a white room, her head and body was throbbing in pain. Someone was crying beside her, she turned to see who it was, she blinked a few times and she saw Severus sitting in the chair beside her rubbing her hand and crying, he looked up and saw she was awake.
"I.... I'm so sorry Lily... It's all my fault..." She looked at him, then it hit her, he was beating her.
"She's gone..." He broke down crying again. The reality hit her about as hard as his kicks to the face, but slower.
"Angel..." she whispered... Tears raced down her cheeks.
"No...no no no...no ....No... NO!!!" She sobbed into her knees. He got up and ran out of the room as she screamed.
~a month later~
She was out of the hospital, She hadn't seen her husband since she awoke. He never came home.
Lily paused and thought back when she spoke with the doctor. They'd buried Angel not far from the house but she didn't dare go to visit it. It hurt her too much; she couldn't bear the thought of her baby, dead before it could really live, before she could hold her. Lily still had the scar; it would stay with her forever as the sign of her baby's death.
Then one morning an official looking owl flew in and left a letter. It read-
-Dear Miss Lily Anne Snape
Your husband, Severus Lucas Snape has filed for a divorce. You have seven days to agree or decline and appeal for counseling, if you do not in that time space it shall be taken to the Council for Domestic Affairs. Have a pleasant day.
Flabishon Summers
Department for Domestic Affairs
Ministry of Magic
She let the paper fall to the ground. She was hurt, tired, and sick of the house. She desperately needed to get away. She ran to the door threw on her cloak, ran outside and threw out her wand hand. Soon a large bus jumped out in front of her.
Lily climbed on and thrust some gold into the man's hand that opened the door, and ran up to the top story of the bus and looked around. It was very dim, but there was a young man sitting at the back. She took a bed three up from him and stared down at the bed in tears. The man spoke up,
"Lily? Is that you?" She looked up at him and gasped.
"James?" She got up and made her way over to his bed.
"You look horrible. Why were you crying?" He said, forgetting his manners.
She told him the story, when she looked up at him after she'd finished, and he looked outraged. "You'll come and stay with me... I'll take care of you until you're back on your feet." She nodded and sobbed into his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her and rocked her while whispering, "Shhh... It's okay..."