Summary: The past will come back, the present will change them, now what will the future hold?
Disclaimer: I do not own them, sad but true
A/N: Yes this is an AU fic. Reviews are welcome, flames are shared with friends for amusement.
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Chapter 4
Severus went back to his room, his mind reeling with everything that had taken place today. He had gone from a man with not a care in the world to being a father to someone he had went out of his way to make miserable. Entering his room he kicked off his shoes, and laid down on the bed. He knew his dreams would be plagued tonight, and he knew he deserved it.
Drifting off into slumber, he dreamt of the past -- the day he had come to Hogwarts and his train ride here. How excited he had been about being away from his overbearing father for the first time. Then his dream changed. It became him being ridiculed by James and Sirius, hanging upside down from the weeping willow with his robes over his head. He was glad almost that they were so he would not be seen crying, but someone had seen.
Lily and those emerald eyes of hers had seen him wiping at tears and had yelled at he others to stop. Not wanting to be hexed by the fire-haired beauty, the others had called off their fun. This was only one of the many times Lily had come to his rescue.
The dream shifted, and Severus was in his fifth year. He was doing what he loved, making potions, but Sirius had promised revenge. As Severus was about to add the crushed unicorn horn, Sirius came by and threw something into the cauldron. The potion blew up in his face, and he came away with horrible fire-engine-red hair. James and Sirius had been beside themselves with laughter, until the night of the Halloween dance, when Lily had asked Severus for a dance.
He smiled even while he slept, for Lily was again his constant comfort even then. It was now after graduation, and he and Lily were traveling Europe together. Severus had been in awe when she accepted the invitation, thinking she would never go with him, as James would be furious. She had grown livid at his remark and replied, "James Potter does not own me. I can go wherever I wish. Besides he did not wish to take me, you did." Severus had accepted this answer and spent seven glorious days with the only woman he had ever loved. He and Lily had climbed to the very top of the Eiffel Tower, and Severus and kissed her there.
That was the beginning of what would be the only night of passion Severus would share with her. By the time they returned, James had found out she had gone with Severus and was furious. He proposed to Lily only two months later, and Severus, distraught by it, did not attend. He had met Lily once more after the wedding and asked if the baby she announced was his. Lily had told him no, that it was James' child, but that he could come and visit when James was not around. Severus, at the time, had thought Lily was taking pity on him; now he realized he had been watching his own son.
The dream soon turned horrific, as Severus walked into the house at Godric's Hollow. There on the floor was his beloved Lily. Her eyes that so many times had shone brighter than any star in the sky were now lifeless. He had looked for the child, but Hagrid had taken the boy away. Severus had crumbled to the floor and cradled Lily in his arms, stroking her hair. For an hour he had sat in the ruins of the house, until Sirius had seen him. Sirius ran up and slapped him across the face.
"This is all your fault. You and those damn death eaters. I do not care what Dumbledore says, I know you for the traitor you are. James and Lily are dead because of you! Now get out, you have no right to be here."
Severus had gotten up and run away. The pain became too much, and he had covered up for his loss by putting up a wall, never to let anyone in again.
