Chapter 2 Graduation (Snape's POV)

"You wanted to see me Headmaster?" I asked, entering his cluttered office and taking the seat in front of his desk that I was offered.

"Yes. I need to know if you had come to a decision yet?"

"I have Professor. I'll do it, there is only one thing keeping me from completely wanting to do this."

"Miss Potter?" Dumbledore asked, peering over his half moon spectacles with a knowing grin on his face.

"Yes. Is it possible for me to tell her the truth about this?" I asked, Stella would despise me for the rest of our lives if I just told her that I was joining the Death Eaters. But if I told her the whole story she would understand and I could keep the one person who loves me in my life.

"Severus, I don't think that would be wise. I think it would be better and safer for both of you that you don't speak the truth of the situation to anyone. Just let them believe that you've truly joined the Death Eaters." Dumbledore said, the smile fading from his face for the first time.

"Alright. If you truly think that's best I will of course comply." I said sadly. I knew Stella would be very up set about this. But I had to do this, being as I was the only student at Hogwarts to have mastered Occumlency. I honestly didn't want to do this, but I knew that I had to, for Stella and for all the innocent people who have been killed.

I didn't want to make this a public thing... our goodbye would just be between us. James will be very pleased by this. He never did like his sister hanging around with me. Stella and I never cared who didn't like us being friends. "They can go hex themselves." She always said to me when we'd get odd looks from people around us.

And now I have to go break her heart and let her think that I'm some evil bastard. I'd rather die than have her think that I'm evil and that I'm really a Death Eater by choice.

Of course if this doesn't work I'll probably be killed.

"What are you going down here Sev?" Her sweet voice rings through the night to me. I tell her why, try to pretend that nothing is wrong. She sees right through me, of course. I showed her my arm. She begins to get angry with me and keep herself from crying.

"Some day." I tell her. Then I did something I've wanted to do for a long time, I pulled her into a passionate kiss, told her that I loved her and disapparated.

'Someday' I thought as I walked towards the Dark Lords camp.

'Someday my love.'