Loving Lily: A Snily Story

Chapter 112 - Dad

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Severus kept an unreadable look on his face as he walked down the rickety, aged wooden boards that led to the boathouse.

A figure around the corner emerged and to his chagrin, his heart skipped a beat for a single moment until he realized he saw-

"Good evening, Lucius." Severus nodded as his friend walked up to him.

Lucius's pale face had grown impossibly white from whatever meeting had just taken place, but he managed to hold onto his manners as he cast Severus a joyless smile and nodded, "Good evening, Severus."

Severus's black eyes scanned over his features as he silently asked for more information about what waited for him inside.

While Lucius offered no words of comfort, Severus couldn't ignore the sense of mortal dread that seemed to emanate from his friend, as if he knew something tragic had been planned.

"I will not ask you to say what you cannot." Severus said in his low drawl.

".......Then may I say what I am able?" Lucius asked.

Severus nodded.

A pause lasted a single moment before Lucius glanced down at the floor, moved his eyes back to meet Severus's dark gaze , and sniffed, "..........Goodbye, my old friend."

As Lucius stepped past him, Severus's dark eyes widened as his mouth fell open.

He had no time to send for Lily, it had been all he could do to convince her to wait in his office not fifteen minutes earlier.

He had no time to bid Ellery or Harriet goodbye.......

Through the heavy, glass windows of the boathouse, he could see Voldemort's imposing figure waiting for him, like a reaper on the horizon of a new day.

Severus clenched his jaw.

His end had come.

He couldn't help but give into his survival instincts as a single jolt of panic raced through him while he silently contemplated what he should do.

As he reached out to grasp the door knob to the boathouse, he closed his eyes for a split second and took a deep breath.

He had upheld his promise.

He had kept Lily and his children safe.

That was all he had ever really wanted to do.

With a resolute sigh, he opened his eyes, turned the doorknob and walked into his inevitable execution.

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Instead of a wide grin, Voldemort cast his general a snarl that signaled the newfound holes in his trust as Severus glided into the wooden room.

The black water lapped against the dock as Severus's black robes swished across the floor, their ends absorbing the moisture that had gathered on the boards.

"Severus......." Voldemort began, his voice somewhere between a hiss and a whisper, "I knew you'd come."

"Of course, my lord," Severus replied with a nod as he stopped some distance in front of his dark master.

He forced his pounding heart to slow as he watched Nagini raise her head in interest from the floor she lay draped across, at her master's feet.

"You've always been obedient, Severus," Voldemort began.