The Healer // Severus Snape Love Story

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No ones POV

Ophelia, I trust you'll tempt the girl and capture her

The malevolent voice of a spirit whispers to a slimy, hideous siren, who resides beneath the depths of the black lake.

"Yes, my Lord.." the siren nods in the direction of the voice.

If you succeed, she shall be imprisoned until my return.

"Of course my Lord" the siren bows to the voice and swims off into the murky, ice cold water.

***

Reselda's POV

The night before Christmas. I lay awake in bed feeling excited for whatever tomorrow holds.

"Oh Magna, I hope everyone likes what I got them.." I whisper to my little friend.

I went to Hogsmade a few days ago to attain some gifts for my friends with the small amount of money I had. For Jessica I was able to find a beautiful charm bracelet with little silver kittens around it. Her favourite animal. For Xavier I found a novel he once told me was his favourite but could never find a copy of. I went to a small bookstore in Hogsmade and miraculously, found the book. Of course for Albus I went to Honeydukes and bought him loads of sweets and chocolates.

The hardest out of everyone to buy for, was Severus.. I wanted to so badly to get him something though, even if it was small, so I racked my mind until I finally decided on an acceptable gift for the potions master.

A quill. Not just any quill though. A beautiful green and black feathered quill I had Albus charm so that it would never have to be dipped in ink. It seems like a lame gift but to me it's symbolic of the times Magna and I had stolen his quills in attempt to annoy the man. I attached a note to the gift saying,

I promise me and my 'insufferable' owl will not steal this one

    xx, R

Before sending Magna to deliver the gift in the night.

I close my eyes to try and get some sleep for tomorrow.

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11:47pm. I'm awoken to the sound of a beautiful melody filling my ears. A woman's voice pierces the silent night air. My heart swells at the sound. The direction of the voice comes from outside, possibly near the black lake. I slip out of bed and walk to the window. Straining my eyes, I peer through the gently falling flakes of snow and see a light several metres onto the lake. The singing becomes clearer than before, and finally piques my curiosity.

I throw on my large overcoat overtop my thin silk night gown. Pulling my slippers on I head out my chamber and towards the voice.

I step out side and the air is not terribly cold but enough to shock my senses. Making my way down to the lake the voice beckons me as it calls my name.

I reach the edge of the lake where the sheet of ice covering the water begins. A beautiful woman stands a ways onto the lake next to a crack in the ice.

"Reselda.." she calls.

"Is this a dream?"

"No.. Reselda dear come closer.." she gestures with her hand for me to come.

"Who-who are you?" I ask, staying in the same spot, reluctant to move.

"Why dear.. I'm your mother.." she simply replies.