"severus."
it was a simple plea that escaped her lips as she clutched his arm, wishing he'd stop. the ghost of her words lingered in the air like smoke from one's lungs, and he watched the fire from underneath the kettle die out, the cold of the dungeons slowly injecting its poison. he refused to look into her eyes because he knows that the moment he would, all of his plans will shatter like fist on glass, clean skin turned red.
"severus."
he can feel her breath on his neck and he wants to grab her, to chain her next to him, so she'd never leave his side. but he knew that she would hate him if he did. he knew that she will never forgive him if he did.
so, he kept to himself, distracted by the way the liquid on the kettle bubble on the surface, the presence of gas catching his attention.
"leave," he swallowed, his saliva burning his tongue. "potter."
he heard the click of the door and the tap of her shoes, the faint sound of apparation outside the room, and he breathed in sharply.
he touched the bubbling liquid with his finger and watched as the water turned red.
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severe + s.s. & l.e.
Fanfictionhis love was deadly. ¦ a seven part short story ¦ warning: this story is really shitty and short; it's a product of procrastination and poor time management
