TW: blood and thoughts of suicide
I've sat with Snape every night for the last week going through every potion book possible to keep the promise to my mother.
I don't know who I'm trying harder for her or myself.
When I found out she was hurt, something in me snapped. Like a tether on my life disconnected from the universe and sent an asteroid through me. Making me wake up from a nightmare I didn't know I was having.
Now I'm burying myself in books trying to wake her instead of focusing on my tasks.
We've narrowed it down to three potions:
-Healing Potion
-Wiggenweld Potion
-Antidote to common poisons potion (Stronger dosage)
"This is pointless." I growl in frustration, running my hands through my hair.
"Yes Mr. Malfoy, saving my daughter from death is pointless." Snape says not looking up from his book as he flips the page.
I look up at him and huff, "I meant searching for the cure is pointless. We've read every book in this school and nothing. Not even these potions could save her. I don't know what to tell you, professor."
He sits at his desk, I can feel his frustrations from where I'm sitting.
He's just as distressed as my mother, if not more.
He places the large book down on his desk letting out a large sigh as he rubs his nose in frustration, "Go to bed, Mr. Malfoy, we'll continue this tomorrow. You still have to focus on the Dark Lord's task, he won't let my daughter's death stop his plans." He says in a slow monotone voice that sends a chill down my spine.
"Do you really think a vanishing cabinet is necessary in a situation like this?" I growl.
"There's no other option. Not that you should care about Aurora since you abandoned her at such a young age." He yells, standing up. But not in frustration. More like he's tired. I have never been yelled at by Snape, not once.
"I did not abandon her!" I scoff.
"Then why are you with Serenity?" He raises a brow at me.
I don't speak. I just stand there in his office not saying a word.
He's right. I'll never let him know that but he's right. After second year I stopped talking to her. Called her names and dated her sister who I knew from a young age she loathed.
Not only did I abandon her, I began to hate her. I still do. That won't stop me from bringing her back though. She's the only person who is as heartless as me who can complete this task.
But for him to bring Serenity into this is another level of wrong. He's never shown her favoritism like he did Aurora.
Someone had to show her what affection was. Or somewhat of what it is. He was always too busy with Aurora and her 'issues'.
"I love your daughter and for you to suggest otherwise just goes to show how melancholy your relationship with her is."
Snape jolts slamming his hands down on his desk. His scowl deepening the lines on his face.
"I suggest you get out of my office, Mr Malfoy." He says calmly. I can hear the annoyance and anger in his tone.
"You know I'm right."
"You know nothing about being a father and seeing as you didn't grow up with a prime example of how one should act, you have no right to tell me how I can and cannot treat my children. I love all of them equally. For you to insinuate that the relationship with my youngest daughter is anything but happy is completely out of line. Even for you Mr. Malfoy, so I suggest you get out of my office before I hex you out!"
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Fanfic"Don't ever hit me again, understood?" He growls. I try and tug my wrist out of his hands. He only tightens his grip. He wraps his other hand around the back of my neck forcing me to look at him again. "Understood?" ~ "Get on the bed." He snarls. A...
