Almost everyone was dancing at the Yule Ball. The scenery, as usual, was magnificent. The music had its elegance and addictive charm. He was actually surprised that Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger weren't dancing together. Even more surprised at Harry Potter's chosen dance partner.
Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, dancing around allowing the music to lead their brain. Severus had no dance partner, and he chose to have one either.
Behind the sharp-minded potions master, was a man of his words. Mysterious yet loyal.
The woman he wanted as a dance partner in heaven... where she belonged. Watching the dance, gave him fond memories of how close he felt to the girl. Even after accidentally insulting her, even after she married a man he detested, he still loved her. But he was not a worthy man for her heart. If only he had been there just in time if only he had known she was a target.
Perhaps, he could be dancing with her. Being able to see her smile again, would make his weekend. But now he'll never know now; much too late. The least he could do to honour her memory was to protect her son.
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Pen Beneath The Bush
Short StoryA collection of Flash fictions and short stories including fanfiction I've written over the years.
