Authoress note: The final chapter. As I keep creating one new story after another, I figured, I had to finish at least one – and the dices told me that it should be my realm that will come to a closure. Now I know that all of the action has been happening quite fast during the last chapter and I am honestly sorry for it. So this is my final one – nothing comes after that. Your last chance to comment or review!

It felt strange and unknown – this sitting on a cold, decidedly uncomfortable stone in a grey fog, but somehow feeling still warm, safe, befriended and loved. She figured that it had been this feeling she had missed in such a long time and that, once found, she never wanted to let go of again.

She liked listening to Davids stories, to hear his voice and to shyly hold hands with him. And she found that she was able of telling him her own stories. A sharing of their different pasts and grieves and the hope for a happier future together, seemed not unusual at all.

But Momo could not help thinking of Severus, because he was out there all alone and had noone. When humans are happy they wish to share their feeling with every sad person in the world.

"I have to go and search for him" she told David, who of course had noticed her eyes, which had kept gliding through the grey fog.

"It is his own decision, you know. He chose to walk away from us. And he decided on staying here." David answered kindly.

"I do not think that he chose solitude willingly, noone does." Momo retorted. "You understand?" she asked. Another new and unwanted feeling, the want of the approval of another for her own actions.

"Of course" David said. Momo gave him a heartwarming smile before she walked off.

Instinct was it, that led her through the hazy mists and past the edgy stones until she found a restless wandering shadow.

"Why do you keep stalking me?" Severus Snape asked without turning around. "And why do you keep running? Is there someplace you intend to go?" she asked his back and watched his reaction.

"Listen, girl, just go to your boyfriend and leave me alone, will you?" he asked in a tired voice.

"But there are three of us here, not more and not less." But all her watching him got her nowhere, she knew that much now, she could study him for years and still be as clueless about his personality as she had been when he had first snapped at her.

"The two of you belong together." He did not.

And for all her wanting to contradict him, she did not, for she knew the truth in his words. It would be as it had always been, he would remain an outsider, someone who had once tried in vain to fit into the good side and been cast out. Someone who had afterwards deemed himself only good enough for the evil part of the world, but found himself a stranger there as well. Someone who had long given up of ever trying to fit into any form of society, who had not chosen solitude, but found himself unable to integrate anywhere else.

"I do neither need nor want your pity" he snapped at her, but without effect. He did not have her anger, fear or detest, he only had her pity.

"Do you have nowhere to go?" Momo asked and her voice had grown quieter. And when she looked up at him, her eyes were that of a child.

"Just one place." He answered in a detached, cold voice. She shivered involuntarily and pulled her coat closer to her. "You should not…"

"Do not tell me what I should and what I should not consider!" he hissed at her. She could read the decision he had made in his black tunnels of eyes.

"Now, leave me" the "alone" remained unspoken. "Are you sure?" she still tried to ask him in vain, but she knew it was too late. It had been too late even before she had met him.

She had come here with the mission to save these lost souls and somehow she had managed to suceed in so many cases. But at that moment it all seemed so senseless to her, without any meaning. Because she felt that she had failed him. Severus Snape could not be saved.

"Leave!" he again told her harshly. For an instant she reached out to his hand and held the clammy, long fingers. "You are a good man, do not doubt that. I am sorry." She paused, he had recoiled his hand from hers. "Goodbye" her voice had become uncommonly thick.

Only a swoosh of black robes was what she saw before he was gone. And she felt tears pricking at her eyes, knowing that this would be the last time she had ever seen him alive.

"Did you find Snape?" David asked with concern when she came back. Then he noticed that she was crying. "What happened? Was he cruel?"

Momo shook her head. " I thought you could not kill yourself in the Realm." she silently replied. David jumped to his feet. "Where?" he asked immediately.

Momo took him by the hand and together they walked towards one of those many hateful rocks, against which a lifeless Severus Snape lay. He looked like a cast-away puppet, whose strings had been ripped off.

David clapped his hand onto his mouth and stared at the corpse. But he remained silent. Then he hung his head. "It was his own personal end, he chose it" still he did not sound convinced.

"He did it for us" Momo said very quietly. "Of course he would never have admitted so, but he did it, so that we could finally leave, so we had no reason to be part of the realm any longer and could move on." David nodded.

And with that, the pair who was holding hands, vanished into thin air.

Authoress note: Yep, this is it. Short and to the point and off, I know. But I made it! I know what I did was cruel, but I had to do it. No excuses. If you do not like then do not read. Finito!