Summer '97
Suffolk, England
one fine evening at suffolk, as me and maximillian are washing the dishes. i felt a pain in my chest, and my heart is beating rapidly.
i kept circling the area and i washed my hands to grab a water.
"darling, are you alright?" max asked.
"i... my heart is... i feel some chest pain."
"should we go to a hospital? c'mon now..." he said and i shake my head.
"just a little rest, dear. " i said and sat down.
i started to cough, and maximillian approached me.
"blimey! sev, are you okay?"
"calming draught please. 2nd cupboard on the top left part" i said and he immediately went to get the draught. i had 6 drops and i still keep on coughing.
"dear heavens, let's go now." i held his hand and stopped him.
"it will go away for a bit..." i said.
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the morning came, as i was preparing breakfast. someone came through the floo network. i stopped chopping vegetables, and saw it was emmeline.
"emmeline? what are you doing here?" she looks gloomy.
"dumbledore is dead, severa." i put my hand in my mouth.
"how?"
"snape killed him. he fell down at the astronomy tower. harry witnessed it all"
oh my...
"honey, a little help with my- emmeline?" maximillian went down.
"3pm sharp at 12 grimmauld place later, we'll fly to hogwarts." she said and left. i approached maximillian and fixed his tie.
"dumbledore is dead..." his eyes widened as he heard the news.
"snape... killed him."
the silence surrounded the room, and i went ahead to the kitchen.
"arrange our luggage, bring minimal amount of clothes. i'll finish breakfast." i said and continued with the chopping.
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we flew at hogwarts and saw a lot of witches and wizards. we went infront and i placed a lily of the valley flower.
"rest well, old man..." i whispered and i saw harry. i approached him and i patted his back.
"that man is a legend. though our first meeting was tad messy, because i was in detention that time. he was my key to get out of every detention i had with mr. flitwick. i know how close you are with him, if you need something financially or any help at all. max and i are here, our home is open to you kids." i said and he just smiled.
"he told me, that you should talk to professor slughorn. he said he might have a clue about your mother." i stopped and stared at him.
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