First Kiss Chapter one. Trying to work up the nerve!

Chapter 80

Chapter 80

Snape had of course been told about the hearing for Igor, he was not the least bit surprised when Dumbledore said that Igor was naming names and that he had of course named Severus as a Death Eater.

“I’d have expected nothing less from Igor, he is a cowardly man. If he could run free while others pay he’d turn in his own parents for that freedom.”

Dumbledore nodded gravely. “Yes he seemed quite distressed when I spoke up for you. I would take it he had been completely fooled to learn you were working for me.”

“He is not so hard to fool, but if the Dark Lord ever returns his life is over, even by the merest chance the Dark Lord forgave him his fellow Death Eaters would not.”

Snape knew it was a harsh life a person led when they choice the Dark Arts and to be a Death Eater for the Dark Lord. But most accepted that brutality, some even glorify in it. Snape thought of Bellatrix who was one of them who loved to torture and had gotten a bigger thrill from the pain she inflicted on others then in her own husband.

Snape was not at all surprised that the Malfoy’s had escape imprisonment at Azkaban. He knew Lucius well and knew his ability to slip through the cracks leaving a bit of gold behind to cover his tracks. Nor was he surprised that Lucius had not given up his dark ways in secret, he’d had expected nothing less from his old friend.

Snape had of course gone to visit him a few times over the years, first to congratulate them on the birth of their son, Draco and then to keep in touch with any news that might be gathering around Malfoy and his wife Narcissa that Dumbledore could use. So far there was not a lot going on, they spoiled their son rotten, who looked incredibly like his father, but Snape thought maybe not as intelligent as his father.

This of course he would never tell them. He did tell him how much he looked forward to teaching their son potion and how he knew he’d be a brilliant potion master and student at Hogwarts. He told them how he knew with his pure blood that he’d be in nothing less the Slytherin house.

Snape suffered through Narcissa’s insistence on giving him a hello hug, telling him how wonderful it was to see him. Snape still wondered at times if she hoped to make her husband jealous, although Snape could have told her, Lucius loved her very much but was not the jealous type; he had complete faith in Narcissa’s love for him and their child.

It was for that reason that Snape had taken to meeting with Malfoy away from his home, usually in the Three Broomsticks, since no one ever seemed to overhear you in that place, it was after all very crowded, and Snape could just walk down there talking to his Lily without the worry of being over heard by one of the teachers.

“Hello Li, I hope you’re doing well today?” Snape asked, as he walked slowly down the road toward the Three Broomsticks. “I am meeting with Malfoy; he wanted to talk about something. I am sure it’ll be some dull thing he had bought at some shop in Knockturn Alley.” Snape brought out his wand, moved it silently so that a smiling Lily was standing there. “I wish I could hear your voice again.” Snape looked sadly lovingly at the image.

“So do I!” Lily told him sadly but silently.

Snape smiled at the image for a while longer. “I love you Li, I wish I had not been so scared to tell you this when you were alive. We may have stayed together then. I do wonder at times if that was what you needed to hear from me.”

Lily smiled at him. “I did need it Sev, but I too was too scared to say it and wanted foolishly to hear you say it first.” She wished their conversation was more than one sided.

 “I know that Potter was always eager and ready to tell you his feelings. I have to admit it was one thing he never fear saying or showing, his true feelings.” Snape sighed he moves his wand quietly again the image disappearing. “Shall we go now?”