Such imagination seems to help the feeling slide.
I'll take it by your side.
The 28 days - 12:04pm - Next day
In a blink it would be over. The world would be the same as it once was, even better. Knowing that what once ruled over everything perished in a blink of an eye. This thought was the first of many that made in seem as though nothing could go wrong. He busied himself with books of complicated potions and spells. All deadly in some form or another. He knew that the one curse alone could not kill him.. He found something remotely close to what his imagination and wishes hoped. But 28 days was far to long to take.. He had to make it in a hurry and now.
She sat across from him at the table, he stared at the list intently. she knew he was contemplating just using the killing curse but, he liked to take the long complicated dramatic road. " 28 days " he finally said. Looking up through his fallen hair. She nodded and continued rolling her wand back and forth. In 28 days it was going to happen, in 28 days someone in some form will die. In 28 days... I might never see him. She thought to herself gravely as she stared at her still wand... 28 days.
He began sifting through cupboards finding what he needed. It was far to stressful and far to complicated. He thought of turning back and then thought of just letting it all come to an end. He couldn't help but feel partially responsible for the whole uprising thing. He knew Peter didn't die, and he knew what he was capable of... Yet. He was on a mission a mission he must never leave unless he was called. Back and forth , to and fro. It was tearing him apart.
Sarcasm and evil glares was all he had to shield any emotion he might have, and or wanted to show. She saw right through that, having had that shield herself to many times before. She got up and made her way to the window and stared down at the grounds. How she loved the school.. It was her only home. and yet.. It was her only home she helped destroy. How much pain she caused the students and their families.. going on hunts for no reason but for fun. All those people... she couldn't bare it anymore.
He stared out at his work table in disbelief. He was actually going to do it.. He was going to take down the one that offered him power.. and fame. The one that he most feared above everything else. He began mixing the exact measurements wondering if this was the right thing to do. Of course it was, he was over taking someone who over took millions. He was doing something good. and for a just cause. But it was his fault that he came back. He had the chance to kill peter that night after the meeting but he chose not to. WHY. He didn't have the answer.
She glared at her arm, the mark was barely visible but.. she knew it was there. and She remembered why she came. She looked back over at him, she had to do it. Just pick up your wand and do it. Before this goes to far.. Her master knew she had feelings for him, he mistook them for love of another kind but what they had was strictly friendship.. She held her wand in her hand and slowly moved away from the window. "Severus I.." He hushed her with an annoyed finger. "Don't talk." She nodded and lowered her half raised wand.. It would have to wait..