Hermione opened her eyes slowly. "It was you," she accused looking over at Severus.
"No. Well yes. It wasn't really me."
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why did I dream you killed yourself as well as the others?"
"I'm sure it didn't start out as me as the prisoner with the others. I'm sure that was something you changed. Originally I was only the Death Eater, the murderer."
"But who?"
"I have no guesses."
"Severus, you love to prove yourself right."
"Not this time dear," he said as he gently kissed her forehead. "Let's go home."
ibA/N/b That's the end. Obviously, I made up the dreamweaver powder. I hope this makes sense to everyone; it makes sense to me but of course I wrote it. I hope that everyone enjoyed the whole drabble series. I hope that everything was explained. Thanks for reading/i