HP - Shadow Monarch!

Chapter 110 - Snape is John Wick.

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Third Person POV

Hogwarts.

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"You're going home?" Snape heard the girl in front of him ask as the train began to move, the sound of the steam engine echoing even from there, while it blew its whistle.

"That's not my home," Snape replied.

"What? I know what happened with your father... but he's still your father, isn't he?" she asked, her voice slightly concerned. Snape continued staring at her, wondering if she was in her right mind. Why would she be so worried about this when it came to him?

"If you know very well what happened... you should know that place is no longer my home," he said, shaking his head. He didn't even have the courage to return to his book, knowing that this girl would speak again.

"Even so... where are you going to live, then?" she murmured.

"I'm not lacking in money. Believe me," Snape replied simply.

"Alright... I'm just worried..." she said, looking at him.

"What's with you?" Snape asked, his tone slightly raised.

"What do you mean?" Lily murmured. The train had barely started moving, and Snape already seemed eager to expel her from the compartment.

"You don't usually act like this... Are you really okay? You know, it's very strange the way you've been behaving in recent months... You know you shouldn't even be near me. But you insist on staying with me all the time, even after I told you that I'm not the same Snape you once knew. You saw what I'm capable of..." Snape said, his tone questioning.

"I..." Lily, caught off guard by Snape's harsh words, didn't know what to respond, while Snape continued to look at her strangely. "I don't know..." She didn't fully understand it either, only that she always wanted to be close to Snape, feeling uneasy whenever he talked to other girls.

"..." Snape looked at her a little longer before sighing. "Please, if you're going to keep talking about trivial things, don't interrupt my reading; it's rude," Snape said simply. He may have treated her better than he ever had before, but he wouldn't allow any girl to interrupt his reading all the time.

"Do you hate me...?" she asked, seeing Snape return to his book.

"No, I just hoped to read this book on my journey to London since I won't have much time during the holidays..." Snape replied, returning to his reading with a calmer tone, hoping she would respect that.

"I guess you're right... What was I thinking... sorry..." she said at last, grabbing her bag and taking the opportunity to read as well, considering she was doing three specializations over the next two years before graduation.

And so the train continued, Snape reading everything he could about Salazar, finding some rather interesting potions in there, thinking how profitable it would be to put them up for sale.

Everything was going well until Lily spoke up again, and Snape was grateful it was when they were already close to London, the train cutting through the darkness of the tracks at night.

"That book... what is it? Is it from the restricted section that you have access to?" she couldn't help but ask, her curiosity taking over.

"No... it's by Salazar," Snape replied without taking his eyes off the lines, somewhere in the middle of the book, which was much deeper than most he had read—this one deserved special attention.