Enchanted Parchment
A short one tonight, but I liked the impact. Also, sometimes people simply do not have the time or energy to write lots. Or, in Severus' case, the patience. My emails went slightly mad with the number of reviews last night - thank you so much, I hope this story helps to brighten your day in some way, because it certainly brightens mine.
For those of you wondering if I truly am Albus Dumbledore, you would be correct. Except without the manipulation. Or the scheming. Or the planning. Although I do work in planning. But not evil planning.
Yet. ~ SS19
Severus. I am sorry.
I am. Truly.
It has been three days. Surely your anger has cooled off by now?
I did not mean to say the incantation wrong.
Will you at least write a message back to me?
Please?
You ruined it.
I know. I'm sorry.
Four weeks worth of work. As well as all the summer spent studying.
I know.
Half my salary for a month on ingredients.
I'll replace them!
That was going to be the epitome of my career.
You can recreate it!
Not with the exact amounts I was using! Not with the same variables! It is all a matter of experimentation!
Oh.
A liquid Beazor stone. Easily replicated, when first created. Nothing more than a drop would have been able to bring someone back from the brink of death.
I'm sorry.
I told you it was at an imperative moment.
I thought I had put it somewhere where time would not be able to touch it! I really did! I would not do such a thing on purpose!
It's fine. I'll just redo it.
Severus.
It might not have worked anyway.
Can I help? At all?
No. Thank you.
All right. I'll leave you to it.
Headmaster?
Yes, Severus?
Apology accepted.