The Beautifully Tragic Life of Kassandra Snape

chapter 77- Arabelle gets married

12 years later

Who'd have thought, my baby. My sweet precious baby girl, getting married. Time has gone too fast, it's almost like if I blink, another year goes by. For one, she's 23. Still so young yet so mature- just like her father. My two twins are now 18, on their last year of Hogwarts, it's incredible.

I let a few tears fall as I look towards my daughter, there in her dress about to marry the love of her life. It turns out that the boy who had spoke to her on the train took a great liking to her, wouldn't leave her alone until she finally fell for him.

"My child, you're so beautiful. Where's my little girl gone." I cry.

"Mum, I'm getting married. I'm not dead." She laughs and we embrace.

"I've got you something from your father." I tell her and her face lights up.

"I thought the presents stopped when u turned 21." She exclaims, always so excitable.

"There's a few more left, for special occasions.

I hand it over to her and she unwraps it, it's a memory and I quickly conjure a penseive.

"Mum can you come with me?" She asks and I nod, as she pours the memory into the liquid.

"Always." I tell her as we lower our heads into the pensieve.

*Memory*

I hold onto my daughters hand as the memory appears and I gasp, as we stare directly at Lorenzo stood in front of a mirror, almost staring right back at us. Oh he was a clever boy.

"Arabelle." He says, clear as day and tears well up in my eyes once again. I have no heard his beautiful voice, nor seen him so animated in about 20 years. Oh my beautiful Lorenzo.

"This gift is for the day of your wedding, although I am totally against boys. If I had it my way, you'd stay with me and your mother forever. There's going to be a battle, and I'm not sure what the outcome will be but I'm prepared.

Arabelle, my beautiful daughter. From the moment you came into this world, I knew I wanted to do my best for you. I know at times I haven't been the best father, but I'm trying. I hope you know that.

I am so proud of you, you must know that no matter what happens next, you have given me reason, you have given me hope. I love you so much, I love your mother.

I'm always going to be with you, not even death can take that away. I wish you the most beautiful, happy and brilliant life. Just like the one you and mummy have given me.

I love you baby girl. Remember that, even if you cannot see me, I'm still going to be there.

Goodbye, my child.

Tell your mother just how much I adored you both, thank you for everything you have given me, for all the love and joy.

I love you."

The memory distorts and we relive beautiful and happy moments. Lorenzo and I seeing our first ultrasound, the hospital after she was born, the two of them cheering me on during the Triwizard Tournament, the two of them playing, picnics by the lake, birthday's, our last Christmas all together.

This has to be the most precious gift he had left her. He was always the most thoughtful and loving boy, even at the very end.

I think of him every day, visit his grave every week. I still wear his bracelet. I had never stopped loving him, even now after all these years.

The memories end and we pull ourselves back into reality, tears in our eyes.

"He really loved us didn't he mum." She states and I smile.

"With every single fibre of his body. Always."

"Let's get this show on the road then shall we? Or I might just change my mind about giving you away and keep you." Draco announces and we let out a laugh.

"Are you ready baby?" I ask her.

"Ready as I'll ever be."