Together Again ✦ Snily

[chap.39]

"If only our tongues were made of glass, how much more careful would we be when we speak."
- Shaun Shane

edited by: InfectedTWD ❤️
beta'd by: severusdowney ❤️

dedicated to: bellatrixway

next chapter is the last! prepare yourselves xD
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Chapter Thirty-Nine: Heartache
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||Third Person||

Snape stormed into Lily's home, his face beet red with anger. He'd been extremely preoccupied on the entire way home, not even paying attention to his surroundings.

Lily looked up from the Daily Prophet she was reading on the sofa, and put her tea down. Severus looked livid, his eyes piercing the floor in front of him rather than looking at her. He was carelessly clutching a sleeping Harry in his arms. Everything was a blur to him, never had he been feeling a mixture of such anger and betrayal... and melancholy.

"Sev -" Lil started in a soft voice, walking toward him feeling apprehensive. "Sev, is everything okay? You look cross."

He simply kept his gaze from her, afraid that he'll either be unmanly and cry or be un-gentleman-like and yell. Instead he held out snoozing Harry, somewhat avoiding her eyes.

"Put him to bed."

"Severus? You don't seem yourself -" Lily pressed, taking her son from him.

"Just put him to bed for Merlin's sake! We need to discuss this." Severus' dead tired eyes reached her's as he held up a copy of her pregnancy file.

Lily's complexion went lurid in a matter of seconds; her mouth opening and closing as if she wanted to say something... but couldn't find the correct words or formation. He looked hurt, well of course he feels bloody hurt. You did this. You created a mess.

She didn't speak a word, and quickly tucked her son upstairs and returned to the pacing man in front of her. Just when their relationship was steady and stable, somewhat ready for a level of higher feelings.

"Why the fuck didn't you tell me?!!" Severus venomously hissed through clenched teeth, his hand creating a red fist at his side. Everything about him was fuming... Lily wouldn't be surprised if fire didn't pour from his nose like a dragon. "You. You're pregnant. PREGNANT. What the hell is wrong with you?! Do you think I'm just a helpless cad, someone so hopeless that he cannot handle such news?!" Snape yelled, and it scared her.

His tone was scarcely harsh and there was no remorse or forgiveness in it. Just a pure icy voice, with a stony cold facade upon his face. No. She didn't want to go back to that relationship. Not the relationship where he carelessly ignored her and treated her like shit; not the relationship where she had to pretend his mean words and actions didn't pierce her heart. She loved when he was soft and caring and smiled; caressed her cheek and kissed her lips and made her happier than she ever thought possible.

Not right now. He was still pacing the floor, his long fingers running repeatedly through his black hair that fell to frame his scary death look. It was bizarre to think that the Severus in front of her was the same Severus who tells her that he loves her every night.

"Sev -"

"NO!" He bellowed. "Don't... don't whine my stupid little nickname and think I'll soften up. You're pregnant for Slytherin's sake, you're pregnant. You're pregnant. How are you pregnant? When? Why? How long?!"