Part Seven – Hope
The triple funeral was a quiet affair. There were few mourners and Severus was the only one who was family. He realised with a shock that he was the last of his line and the only one of the family left.
Lord Voldemort had allowed him time to organise the funerals. Severus shuddered in remembrance of how his master had spoken with sadness of the loss of them all.
Leaving the cemetery Severus looked around and seeing that no one was in sight on the country lane he shed the last of his tears for his family and silently apparated to the boundary of Hogwart's School.
Looking up the road at the school he had spent seven years at the memories came flooding back. Everywhere he turned there was another reminder of his past.
Walking up the path he took a deep breath as he saw Albus Dumbledore coming out of the school and walking towards him.
"Severus," he said in greeting. "I was sorry to hear about the loss of your family."
Severus nodded.
"I must admit I'm a little surprised to see you here again."
Severus turned to look back down the path. He did not blame the Professor for not wanting him here.
"Come inside, and tell me what has brought you here." Severus turned around at the words and Dumbledore gestured towards the entrance hall.
"I need your help," Severus burst out.
Dumbledore nodded. "Come and tell me what's happened, and I'll see what we can do."
Severus nodded and cautiously walked back into Hogwart's School with the Headmaster at his side. Listening to Dumbledore casually talking as they walked to his office, Severus began to believe that perhaps his grandpa had been correct and that things would be all right after all.
The End
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