One More Light (Severus Snape's Love Story)

Chapter 3

"When I left, she looked much better, Headmaster." Said Dobby.

He was talking to Severus Snape, the headmaster of Hogwarts in his office.

He sighed when he turned to Narcissa, "Thank you Cissy. Without your help, I could never save her."

"No need to thank you, Severus. It's the least we can do."

After Dobby and Narcissa left him, his mind started to fly few weeks ago when he found out that she was pregnant.

--------------

"Kill her," The Dark Lord commanded Severus Snape to kill Samantha Edwards who were lying helpless on the floor, near the pole she was tied on before. 

Severus was on his knees immediately, "My Lord, you had asked me once, what would I want in return after I killed Dumbledore. And I want this child. I don't have any. I don't have any woman as well. If this mudblood really is pregnant, it must be mine, as she's my sex slave. After she has the child, I promise you, you can take her life."

The Dark Lord looked at him and knew that if he denied him, the others would questioned him, as he made the promise before. So he gave the slave to him.

He carried her to another jail in the Malfoy Manor where Narcissa helped him in examining her. 

He then sat down on the floor next to her.

"She's pregnant just like the Dark Lord said." she said to him.

"Get some food for her, please," asked Severus, "she hadn't eaten for days."

"I will also ask Lucius to buy some potion for the baby," said Narcissa.

"No, I will brew them myself."

He took off his robe and covered her, after he healed all the wounds and bruises with his magic.

"You're awake," he said when he saw her open her eyes.

"Where am I?" she asked.

"The Dark Lord had given you to me. But I still cannot set you free. At least, you will no longer need to suffer those tortures anymore."

She lifted her head and looked at him, "Why?"

His right hand cupped her hand on her lap, and she let him. He then slid nearer to her that their legs were touched. Still she didn't move away.

He pulled both of her hands into his laps and held them with his both hands. 

"Ms. Edwards," he said.

"Sam," she said.

"Pardon?"

"Call me Sam."

"Only if you call me Severus."

She nodded. 

"Well, The Dark Lord spared your life because you are pregnant."

She pulled her hands from his as a reflect. She then slid away and trying to stand, but failed. Severus immediately helped her standing up, but her hand pushing him away. Tears streamed down again and she turned away from him.

"I'm very sorry, Sam." he said, wanting to touch her back but decided not to.

"Are you sure that I'm pregnant?" She turned and asked.

He nodded and a single tear fell from his eye. "I'm very very sorry."

After few minutes in silence. He opened his mouth and said, "If you want to abort the baby, I can brew you the potion."

"You will let me?" She asked him.

"Yes, I will respect your decision. You just have to tell me."

She nodded and after another few minutes of silence she said, "What if I want to keep it?"

He stepped forward and held her waist, turning her so they were facing each other, "Then I will be there for you, I'll be whatever you want, whatever you need."

"But how we conceived the baby," another tear fell from her eyes, "isn't something that I want to share to anyone. And people will ask about it. Who's the father. If I said it's you, it will ruin your reputation as well."

Her answer shocked him. Whether how kind he treated her after the torturing, he was still in fact a rapist. He even beat her brutally. But now, she was concerned on his reputation.

"I killed Albus Dumbledore, I think adding the title of rapist, will not ruin my destroyed reputation."

She stepped back, "Professor Dumbledore is dead?"

"He was sick, Sam. He will not survive. He asked me to do that so I can gain the Dark Lord's trust and finish my mission, help Harry to kill him," he whispered to her ear.

"I never thought that the things have changed a lot outside these walls."

"Yes. Now, even the ministry had been destroyed." He whispered before he pulled her to his arms.

He stroke her back and whispered, "I will take you out of here. When you are out, you have to go back to your parents and stay there until the war is over. I will come to you, I promise. You can continue your school after the baby is born. I will arrange it for you. I will also support you financially."

"I know you will," she said while her face still snuggling his chest, her arms were hugging him back.