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

chapter 145

Chapter 145

In the morning the sun was filtering through his dark curtains covering his windows. Snape sat up slowly looking around his room, his mind feeling numb even after sleep. The one thing that had brightened his sleep was having Lily come to him, telling him she loved him and she knew he did it for him not to him.

 Snape smiled softly, ironically as he remembered his dream, crying against Lily as she held him gently in her arms. The morning pain and doubts though came back full force as he wondered briefly if the dream was only a ego dream that his mind gave him to try and help him through his grief.

Snape looked around the room, then to the ceiling speaking softly.

“Do you… really….. Forgive…… me Lily? Do you really….. Love….. Me, even…. with the…… horrible….. Things I have…… done, to everyone……” Snape asked her in anguish he wanted nothing more then to see her beside him talking to him and loving him as she had done before.

Snape sighed long and sadly. He got up out of bed dressed and went into the kitchen where he fixed some scrambled eggs they tasted like mud. He couldn’t choke them down and pushed the plate away from himself.

Snape sat looking glumly at the table, what he really wanted and he knew he could not have was breakfast at Hogwarts, where he was the most happy and it had been since he was eleven years old and had first gone there, it was home.

“What do I do first, search Number twelve Grimmauld place or go and break the others out of Azkaban?”

Snape knew; the reasons to break them out; was because of the success Draco and he had at Hogwarts. Another part of him, did wonder if maybe this was the Dark Lords way of saying I am glad of the work you did for me, but now I shall torture you a little more. After all the only friend he had right now, the one he could count on to talk with to hold him when he was feeling very lonely was now unable to with the return of her husband. Not that he was not happy for her but he did wonder many times for his motive in things.

“I wouldn’t put that past him, he has such a cruel streak,” Snape stood up; he would at least make Narcissa happy with the return of her husband.

 Snape left the house after looking to make sure there was nothing out there watching his home. Snape walked a few steps then turn on the spot leaving his home.

Snape arrived at the dank lonely prison out in the middle of the water. It was cold and felt as though the dementors had left a piece of them here to make life miserable even with them gone from here. Snape changed into a black panther; he knew he was safer at this time as an animal then to let a Ministry guard see him, as himself. Snape walked low to the ground, sniffing the air as he went slowly up to the prison. Snape frowned there seemed to be no one around the prison it was quite deserted. Snape walked slowly inside the prison, he saw no one at first; and then he heard someone talking down the hall. Snape creped along still low to the floor as he peeked around a corner to see two guards listening to the small radio they had playing.

Still out there is Severus Snape, the dark wizard and Death Eater who killed Albus Dumbledore. He is very well known and most beloved headmaster of the most famous school of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It is as yet known all the details, but we have it on good authority that Harry Potter the boy who lived, the chosen one was there at the time of his death. Now people are wondering what he may have witness, when this brutal murder had taken place.

Where is the boy that lived the chosen one, is he still at Hogwarts, where it is said they are to lay Dumbledore to rest right there on the grounds?

Snape walked on, he did not need to hear anymore, he moved just past the door then he changed to a man again, he slipped back to the open door where the guards were paying more attention to the radio then they were to their jobs.