Severus fought the tears trying to fall from his eyes as he looked at his lost friend in front of him.
He knew...
If he did this, he sealed their fate...
"I'm sorry." He choked out to her. "It's got to be now."
He gripped the wand in his hand tigh...
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October 1992
Severus will never understand why his students don't listen to him. He's the bloody Potions Master for Salazar's sake! The students should realize he knows what he's talking about when it comes to the subject he teaches.
At least it wasn't Finnegan this time
Severus turned as he heard a low whistle come from the door.
"That's a right mess... want some help?" The blue haired woman asked.
Severus stared at her blankly "Don't you have a class to be teaching?"
Mason smiled as she walked in to help him clean up.
It had gotten all over the walls and surrounding tables.
"Not right now I don't. I've got some time for my Slytherin Prince Charming."
He scowled at her teasing
"Oh sorry would you be the Slytherin King now? Being the head of house and all?"
"is there a reason for your visit? Or have you just come to annoy me?" He asked her
She grabbed a dust pan and a broom to collect all the glass on the floor from the broken vials.
"I've been thinking-"
"You can do that?" He interrupted, smirking lightly at her.
She glared at him. "Shut up."
He went back to scrubbing down the walls, smiling at his small victory.
"Anyways... I've been thinking. Those red haired twins? They seem familiar to me... did i- we- go to school with someone like them?"
Severus set down his sponge as he sighed and turned towards his friend. She'd been having a hard time since her memory loss. It was part of the reason she'd run away for so long. The memory charm had done a number on her, a great deal more than anyone had thought.
She'd always been so strong.
She remembered most large events in her life, like meeting Severus, attending Hogwarts, the death of her family.... but there were holes in her memory past her third year.
Miraculously she hadn't lost any of her schoolwork related memories, everyone assumed that would be what was taken.
But instead it was the people. Her interactions with others was... well as she put it... 'blurred'.
"Your probably thinking of the Prewitt twins, a few years older than us, their uncles I believe. They died in the war." He told her vaguely.
She looked far off. Severus knew she was trying to apply the knowledge she now had, to the faint hint of memory she couldn't really reach.
He turned back to the work at hand as he let her organize her thoughts. It wouldn't do well to overload her with information before she was ready.
