In this farewell, there\'s no blood, no alibi

Disclaimer; I do not own Harry Potter and I do not make any money from these writings.



Author’s Note; I AM LOOKING FOR A BETA READER. Any options? *puppy dog eyes*

Okay this was a lot longer than I thought it would be...I guess I got carried away.

It turned out to only be two chapters! There won’t be a third chapter. :] This is it. I hope you enjoy and please review!



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It had been just seconds ago when Lily had lunged at him, when she had kissed him after pushing him away. He was confused, but he wasn’t confused enough to pull back and question her. He was too scared that if he did, she would realize what she was doing and pull away. Instead, his hand lifted, fingers losing themselves in her hair again, holding her face harshly to his, his lips pushing fiercer against hers, his tongue slipping out of his mouth and gliding along her bottom lip, demanding entrance but refusing to take it unless she gave consent. He wanted to be in control, but he was scared to take it. He was scared the second he went too far, she would punch him again, force him away again and tell him to fuck the hell off. He couldn’t stand the thought of Lily Evans rejecting him more than she already had. He had never felt so vulnerable before, never felt so nervous.



He had imagined kissing Lily so many times, but it was so much better to be doing so in real life. He had forgotten about everything for now. He had forgotten about how she was leaving, about the fact he had his responsibilities and she had heard. All he could focus on was the proximity of her body. The way her lips were hungrily attacking his.



Lily had no idea what she was doing. Like Severus, she had imagined a moment like this several times, but she never thought it would happen. His kisses were so...passionate. His lips felt nothing like James’. James had experience yes, but...she supposed that was the problem. As much as she enjoyed his touch – god, she loved his touch, she couldn’t deny that – but every time he did touch her, every time he did kiss her...a small part of her squirmed inside because she knew how many girls he had been with, how many lips his mouth had kissed, how many breasts his hands had caressed. Had Severus been with a female before? They had never spoken about it. She supposed there must have been one night where one of those Slytherin girls must have looked too tempting to resist – oh god. His tongue was gliding along her bottom lip and her brain went fuzzy. Her thoughts died away and she instantly let her lips part, allowing him entrance.



Severus didn’t hesitate. His tongue plunged into her mouth and he forcefully pushed it against hers, massaging it and despite the desperation inside of him, his intentions were caring, his massage more of a caress rather than a ruthless attack. Lily felt herself melt at the feeling of his tongue pressed against hers and she didn’t bother to try and fight it, didn’t bother to try and tease him. Sometimes she would do that to James. Flitter her tongue away from him and make him catch it. No; she couldn’t think about James. It made a great feeling of guilt stab her in the gut – apparently not sharp enough to make her pull away though. Not only that, but she didn’t want to tease Severus. She wanted him to have her, to take her, she wanted their tongues to entwine. She didn’t want to run from him like she had wasted so many years doing.



Oh god, what was she thinking? This was insane. She had come here tonight to escape him and doing something like this would only make things worse. How far would they go...she felt ashamed when she realized how far she wanted it to go. His tongue withdrew from her mouth and his teeth bit down on her bottom lip – it wasn’t hard, but gentle as he nibbled playfully, but sensually. The feeling managed to make a groan escape her mouth and the noise vibrated against his lips, causing the demon of lust to stir inside of him. The fact that he had made her moan...there was no other feeling better than that.



Both of them were panting for breath as the kiss was broken, his teeth releasing her bottom lip from its trap. His forehead fell down, resting against hers and both of them had their eyes shut still. Neither of them wanted to open their eyes. Both of them were terrified that if they did, they would discover that such a powerful kiss had all been in their imagination; that the intense moment had never existed. “Severus...” She breathed out, followed by another pant as she took in oxygen which her lungs were demanding for.



Finally, his eyelids fluttered open, just at the same time as hers did. She forgot what she had been about to say the moment their eyes met. She stared into the dark orbs, which were so uninviting compared to her warm gems. Their pants slowly began to fade away, but their heart rates refused to slow down, still pounding against their chests as if demanding to be released from the prison of their body. It was obvious then that both of them wanted this, no matter how wrong it was and without warning, both of them moved forward, lips crashing together once more. This time, Severus had no time to caress with care. He had longed for this moment forever and if was still going to be the last time he saw Lily, he would make sure their farewell was one neither of them would forget.



His hand released the grip of her hair and both of his hands trailed down her sides. Lily’s body reacted to his feathery stroke, her back arching so that her breasts pushed up against him. His lips pushed harder against hers when he felt this and his tongue forced through the parting of her lips without wasting time asking for permission. His tongue ran along the root of her mouth and he felt her body shiver against him.



Strong hands reached gripped her hips, fingers pressing into the annoying denim jeans that covered her legs as he tugged her forward. His lower regions were screaming for her, despite the fact they had barely begun – that was just how long he had wanted her for. She could clearly feel these screams as well, because as he tugged her forward, their waists banged together, hip bones meeting, causing him to buck forward and grind into her. The thin, chequered pyjama bottoms that she had caught him in did nothing to hide him.



Then suddenly she was gone. A gush of cold air washed over him as Lily leapt away, breaking the kiss, stumbling backwards as if he had just shocked her. She was breathless and her body was shaking while she desperately tried to ignore the damp feeling inside of her underwear, tried to ignore the way her body screamed at her to return to Severus. Their bodies meshed so well together...No. There was a reason she had pulled away. “Severus, maybe we should...” She panted out, one hand touching her forehead as she tried to get a grip of herself. She had a boyfriend. She had a boyfriend! And if they let this get too far, if they spent the night together, what then? It would still never work! It would only make things harder. “Maybe we should think about this.”



“Lily.” Severus groaned, a slight whine to his voice as he tilted his head backwards, swearing to the big man upstairs for torturing him like this before slowly moving towards her. One hand lightly touched her arm before he slowly moved to stand behind her. His hand stroked down her arm while his head bent down, lips pressing against her neck. “Lily...” This time he didn’t sound like a sulky teenager. His voice was husky, seductive and full of longing. “What could there possibly be to think about?” His breath was hot against the flesh of her neck and he moved closer to her ear, nibbling on the lobe.



Lily felt her breath get raspier again, though it caught in her throat when she felt his nips. Her eyes closed and her head automatically fell to one side to leave that side of her neck exposed for him. “There’s...there’s a lot to..to con...consider...” She managed to stutter out, though she was slowly beginning to lose focus easily.



Severus’ hand moved back up her arm and he gently pulled her coat off of her. She didn’t even seem to notice as it tumbled to the floor, covering his feet. She stood there in her jeans and a white vest top which didn’t do much to hide her pert breasts. The sight made Severus want to groan, but he didn’t. Instead, he began to kiss down her neck and as he reached her shoulder, his slightly hooked nose knocked one of the thin sleeves off so that it fell down her arm rather than rest on her shoulder. He then nipped her shoulder playfully.



“I want you.” He murmured. He placed another kiss on the flesh of her shoulder, before moving back towards her neck. “You want me.” Almost as if to prove this, one of his hands trailed down her back, making her spine tinge. It ran over one cheek of her denim-clad ass, before moving in between the small parting of her legs. The palm of his hand rubbed her hard through the trousers and she gasped loudly at the feeling. “There’s nothing to consider. You came here to say goodbye.” His hand cruelly abandoned her lower regions, both hands settling on either side of shoulders to stir her around so she was facing him. All she could do was stare at him, lips parted ever so slightly and eyes glazed over – this time not with tears, but with desire. “Aren’t you going to say goodbye to me properly?” He concluded, one eyebrow lifting. He couldn’t help but smirk; it was the smirk that had always irritated Lily. So cocky, so arrogant...and right now, so goddamn fucking sexy. That was it. Lily didn’t need anymore convincing.



She groaned in a way that sounded like pleasure but at the same time, oddly like defeat, pushing her lips to his once more, breathing in deeply through her nose. As she did so, her hands trailed down his chest, before stopping at the edge of his shirt. Her heart was threatening to leave her chest any second now and breathing was so difficult. Her knees were shaking and she couldn’t help but feel nervous, despite the amount of desire she was feeling. She had been with one man; James. It wasn’t as if she was experienced. Then again saying that, she had no idea how experienced Severus was either. She didn’t want to know because right now, with his lips on hers, she liked to think she was the only one who had got him this hot and bothered. She could never think that with James after his well known playboy ways.



Her hands snatched hold of his shirt and she pulled her lips away from his, leaning her body away slightly just so she could pull the shirt up. She yanked it over his head and threw it the other side before forcing her lips to his again. He pressed himself into her, his muscular chest squashing her breasts against his while his hands roamed her body, unsure of what to explore first. In the end, they landed on her ass and he squeezed it gently, before moving down to grab hold of her thighs. He lifted her easily and automatically, her legs – strong from ballet lessons every summer – wrapped around his waist, gripping hold of him. This caused his erection to dig into her and she groaned against his mouth. In response, he groaned back, their vibrations blending together.



His hands cupped her ass to support her and he moved forward, stumbling in his rush but being very careful not to drop her. Unable to continue the kiss while carrying her without it getting sloppy, his lips departed from hers, but didn’t abandon her completely. Instead, he left rushed and wet kisses over her jaw line, moving down her neck. He desperately wanted to take some of the flesh into his mouth and suck, knowing the feeling was erotic for a woman – or at least, that’s what he had read somewhere. However, he wasn’t stupid enough to mark her. While thinking about Potter was enough to make his enlarged penis shrivel back down to a soft one, he had to remember there was another man involved and leaving a love bite would only cause unwanted drama for his darling Lily.



The bedroom was too far away from Severus’ liking and therefore, they ended up in the kitchen which had been closer. One hand still supporting her by her ass, his arm reached forward towards the dining table to push everything off of it. Plates smashed as they tumbled to the floor, papers flew everywhere and he even wasted a bottle of butter beer, the liquid now beginning to spread out on the tiled floor. He didn’t care though. The moment it was clear, he lowered her down onto it in a sitting position. Her legs remained wrapped around him, pulling him closer to her, his erection still pressing against her, begging for release, begging for her entrance.



His head pulled back and his hands snatched hold of the bottom of the vest, pulling it up over her head and throwing it down, just missing the pool of butter beer. His eyes went wide as he took her in; he had never seen her so bare before and she was only half naked. The sight was beautiful. Her breasts were so round, so well developed and looking even more delightful thanks to the plunge push up bra she was wearing.



Lily couldn’t help but blush underneath his stare. She had never been like this in front of him, so open and revealed. So exposed. She very nearly brought her arms up to cover herself, almost feeling like a fool, scared he would not like what he saw. Her hands were pressed against his chest now, resting there rather still, her eyes taking in the muscular body he kept well hidden, before slowly glancing back up to look at his face. Almost as if he had sensed her worries, seen the way her cheeks darkened crimson, Severus made eye contact with her and grinned. He lowered his head, lips kissing her collarbone before his tongue rolled out; he licked downwards, licking down the middle of her breasts, until he was rudely stopped by the bra that kept her assets tamed.



Not happy with the interruption, he kept his head down, but his hand reached behind her to get rid of her bra. He seemed to struggle with the clasp in his hurry though. With a groan of frustration, he lifted his head, a determined frown on his face as his other hand reached behind to help. Why were bras so tricky? Honestly. He didn’t even see the point in them. It should be natural or nothing at all and situations like these were the reason why. Lily couldn’t help but giggle and he tried to glare at her, but he couldn’t. It was impossible to glare at her in a situation like this. Finally! The clasp came undone and he yanked the treacherous white lace material off of her, throwing it over his shoulder with a look of triumph.



Lily giggled some more at the way he seemed so proud of himself, but her giggles became a gasp as his mouth found her left breast. His tongue licked across her left nipple and she groaned. One hand lifted to rest on the back of his head, pressing him further against her, while her back arched, pressing her breasts closer to him. He didn’t seem to mind; Severus enjoyed a face full of Lily’s breast. His teeth nipped at her playfully and her eyes closed, unable to stay open. One leg fell away from his waist where she was distracted, but the other one stayed wrapped around. He sucked, a little harder than James ever had done and it kind of hurt, but the pleasure mixed with the pain and Lily found that the sadistic part of her enjoyed it, her fingers taking a fist full of hair as if to return the lustful pain. He groaned against her breast and the vibrations made her pants damp even more – they were so wet now they felt as if she had been swimming in them.



“Severus...” Lily gasped, suddenly feeling that his hand was fondling the other breast, as if he didn’t want to leave one out. As nice as it felt, she didn’t want his hands there. All this teasing was driving her crazy. She wanted them lower; she wanted him lower. His hands, his mouth, his penis...anything. She just longed for him to be there, to be somehow part of her, to have some part of him inside of her. The hand that held a fistful of his hair and pulled his head away from her breast and he hissed slightly in pain, but before he could complain, she had then pulled his face forward and crushed their lips together. Their mouths devoured each other, tasted each other and her hand released his hair.



Both of her petite hands moved to the hem of his pyjama bottoms and she let one hand slip underneath them. She pleasantly found he wasn’t wearing any underwear and her hand was welcomed by the throbbing member that had been rudely pressed against her, but not into her. Her fingers closed around it and she offered him nothing more than few teasing strokes. Severus’ lips pulled away from her and his head tilted back, a small moan emitting from his lips as her feathery, taunting touch. He then growled in frustration, apparently not enjoying being teased. He brought his head back to look at her and she smiled innocent. Her smile drove him mad and his hands moved to the top of her jeans, fingering the button open. Her legs immediately stretched out so he could pull the material from her legs, leaning back against her elbows and soon she was left in nothing but French underwear made from white lace, no pubic hair visible through the see through underwear to hint that she was one of those girls that shaved.



Severus cock twitched in her hand at the sight of it. Lily swallowed hard, before pulling her hand out of his trousers. She pushed herself to her feet, despite the fact her legs were shaking and threatening to not hold her weight up. Once she was up, her hands snatched hold of his bottoms and yanked them down, having to kneel down to get them all the way down, before standing back up straight, leaving him naked, leaving her with the most clothing on. Severus kicked the trousers away from him and his tongue licked his lips in a hungry way as his eyes roamed her body, which was more open to him now that she was standing up. She was amazing; so beautiful, curved in the right areas, but her stomach nothing but slim. Her skin was a glorious pale and even through the lace underwear, he could see how wet she was for him, her juices glistening against her thighs slightly.



He leant forward, his lips kissing her lips once before moving down her jaw line. “Get back on the table.” He ordered, but his command was soft, as if to show she had a choice. She didn’t want a choice though. Without needing to be told twice, Lily had lifted herself back on the table. She had gone to wrap her legs around his waist, but Severus grabbed her knees and shook his head, forcing her legs back down and parting them. His forehead was glistening with sweat now from how aroused he was, but he wanted to do something before they lost themselves in each other. Something he had wanted to do for a long time. Lily looked confused when he stopped her, almost hurt. Did he not want this anymore? Her confusion faded away when she felt his lips brush over her chest, his tongue licked over one nipple before then sensual running down her navel, it dipped into her belly button and by now, Severus was on his knees in front of her, his face in perfect line of her – Oh. That was when she realized what Severus was going to do.



No man had been there before in that way. Yes, she’d had sex with James. They had foreplayed before they had, but...he had never dared put his mouth there. She wasn’t sure why. She supposed he was just one of those boys who didn’t like it which was a bit hypocritical considering he asked Lily for it all the time. She said no each time, of course.



Severus looked up at her and he couldn’t help but smirk at how shocked she looked. Her eyes were wide as she stared down at him and he could see the anticipation on her face urging him on. Her breasts were lifting up and down as she breathed in heavily and her hands were gripping the edge of the table so hard, her knuckles were going whiter. He had only ever imagined Lily like this in his dreams; practically naked, staring at him...wanting him. He moved his head forward and rather skilfully, his teeth grazed against her hip, before taking hold of the top of her underwear. He bit down on the fabric and very slowly, he began to pull it down using his teeth, dragging it down her legs. Eventually, he reached her ankles and let go, his hand swiping them off of her feet and throwing them to the side. His mouth than pressed a kiss to her ankle, before moving up her leg. He trailed a circle around her knee, before moving up her thigh, nipping every now and then at certain parts of the flesh. Lily was panting now and every single pant made him long to be inside her, but he kept up his self control.



He was finally greeted by the inviting sight of her glistening womanhood, so wet it was practically begging for him. He licked his lips again, before lunging his head forward. His tongue ran down her slit and she cried out, falling backwards. Her back fell against the table, her head hanging over the edge slightly, but she didn’t seem the notice. Her legs spread wider, one even lifting to rest on his shoulder in an attempt to give him more access. His hand lifted and while he sucked around her engorged clit, one finger trailer down her slit, before slipping inside of her. She moaned this time, her moan loud and echoing off the walls of the kitchen.



So much pleasure was coursing through Lily’s body right now and she had grown incredibly hot. The smell of her arousal was beginning to overtake the smell of spilt butter beer. His mouth was doing glorious thing and so was his hand. Another finger inserted inside of her and he was pumping in and out of her. His tongue lashed across her clit and she threw her head to one side. Her hips arched up, pushing his fingers in further and her eyes clenched tight at the feeling. “Oh dear lord...” She gasped, her voice more high pitched than usual. Removing his fingers, Severus then let his tongue trail up her slit for the second time. God, she tasted delicious. His tongue plunged inside of her and once again, nothing but a cry of pleasure bounced around the room. He lavished her, slipping his tongue and out, his fingers now working on her clit. He would make sure this farewell was unforgettable and while he would never admit it...he also felt like he had to compete against James, felt as if he had to be better than Potter. It was always going to be like that for poor Sev.



Lily couldn’t take it anymore. Her body shook and she felt a warmth in her lower stomach. She felt as if her body had exploded. Her flesh tingled and her lips parted to release a long moan. The noise rang out in Severus’ ears and he felt her orgasm, felt her come for him. He didn’t hesitate to lick her clean, his mouth moving its way around her, enjoying the glorious drink she had just offered him. Once he was done, he looked up, pushing himself back to his feet, grinning at her with lips that still had her juices over her. He admired the view that he got; Lily lying there, spread out on his table, red hair clinging to her sweaty face, legs spread wide open for him and her breasts heaving up and down so much they had a strange bounce to them. Her eyes were closed and her orgasm was still fresh on her face. No sight was more beautiful. He wanted to remember this memory forever – and he would.



The redheaded female felt his eyes staring at her and slowly, she let her eyelids flutter open. Her body was shaking from everything and gently, she pulled herself up, propping herself onto her elbows. All she could for a few moments was stare at him, amazed by how he had just made her feel. She was certain she had never felt pleasure like that before; she had never felt so wanted, so loved and now, as he licked his lips for her to see, she felt herself tingle in between her legs. She might have reached her peek, but she was not fully satisfied yet. She still had to have him completely. “Come here.” She sounded so shy as she whispered those two words, so timid and weak. Whether that was to do with her stability right now or if she truly was nervous, Severus wasn’t sure, but it sounded hot either way.



He moved forward and he positioned himself in between her legs. He didn’t enter her yet, just let his head rub against her. His eyes stared down at her and as she shuffled forward to try and get him in, he smirked, merely pulling his hips back slightly to deny her that. She pouted and he smirk felt himself twitch at the sight. Leaning down slightly, but keeping balance, his lips hovered just next to hers. “Tell me you want me.” He whispered. He had to hear it. He wasn’t sure why, but he had to hear her say it. She had said to him so many times in her dreams...



“I want you.” Lily obeyed immediately. She leaned forward to kiss him, before he moved his lips just a small fraction away.



“Tell me you need me.”



“I need you.” What was he doing? Trying to drive her insane?



“Tell me...” He hesitated for a few moments. Was it really smart to go there? He wasn’t sure. But none of this was smart. “Tell me you love me.”



Lily hadn’t expected that. She didn’t pull away or tell him to fuck off. Her body froze and her eyes just stared at him. She felt his erection still grazing against her and that was a rather big distraction – literally, rather big. She tried not to focus on it though and bit her lip nervously. After a few seconds, she leaned forward, kissing him softly, slowly...tenderly, before pulling away. “I love you.” She whispered against them. She was not lying. She had loved him for ages. That was always the problem.



Severus had heard enough. He couldn’t hold back anymore; hearing her whisper those words made him feel...well, there wasn’t any way he could possibly describe it. He pressed his face forward, his lips meshing together with hers and she groaned softly at the desperation in his mouth. His hand moved to direct his cock and without warning, he entered her completely, sinking into her sheath, his lips parting from hers to groan loudly – he hadn’t expected her to be that tight. He had felt how tight she was when his fingers and tongue had slipped into her, but...god, it felt amazing when he himself was inside of her. Her breathing instantly became laboured and her legs lifted, wrapping around his waist and drawing him closer to her. She rolled her hips into and both of them groaned at the feeling. “Take me.” She whimpered afterwards.



The dark haired man lifted one hand and he wiped his forehead, pushing hair away from his eyes before nodding. He leant down and his lips met her neck, nipping at the flesh. His hands took hold of her hips to hold her there, before pulling out of her. He thrust back in and her elbows fell away from underneath her, causing her back to press against the wood of the table once more. God, he was incredible. Having him be one with her felt better than she could possibly imagine. Her body was screaming with pleasure, throbbing with ecstasy and she was certain no man had ever made her scream the way he was making her.



He continued his thrusts, his eyes shut as he pumped in and out of her tight hole. His own body soared with a feeling that he was certain had no word. There was no word strong enough or good enough to describe this. Sweat slicked over both of their bodies in a faint sheen, but it wasn’t bad sweat; it was sweat to show their appreciation, to show how much their body was enjoying it. He leant further down so that his lips could reach her breasts, being careful not to lose his footing or his focus. Her hips suddenly lifted to meet his once she had grown used to the speed he was going and the feeling was incredible. He groaned against the flesh of her collar bone and she responded by whispering out his name. She repeated it over and over, but her whispers became moans and her moans became cries.



“Oh god!” He moaned himself, his tongue slicing across her erect nipple. However, her hips lifted up to his once more and he couldn’t focus. His vision went blurry and his head fell forward, sweaty forehead resting in between the nape of her breasts, his pants of air hot against her flesh. Her hands lifted, tangling themselves up in his long hair. His thrusts got harder and she matched, forcing her hips up into his, their skin beginning to slap together, making noises. He wasn’t sure how much more of this he could take. He was so ready to release, but he didn’t want to. He didn’t want this to end; he didn’t want this to be over. He wanted this to continue forever and a day. He wanted her to be his. He wanted to be inside of her every night; he wanted to wake up to her in the morning. Sadness overcame him – even at a time like this – because he knew he couldn’t. He knew this was the only time he would ever be this close to her.



Lily knew it too and she was biting down on her bottom lip so hard, it had drawn blood. She wanted to cry, but at the same time, she wanted to smile. She was feeling so much pleasure, so much desire...but at the same time, this was killing her because she knew it was a once in a lifetime thing. Her hands gripped tighter at his hair as he suddenly hit the sensitive area. Her thoughts went dazed and her eyes snapped open in shock. “Fuck!” It was so unlike her to swear and it sounded so over pronounced because her well spoken against. “Harder!” She demanded, her hands abandoning his hair, running down his back, fingernails scratching himself slightly. It was unlike a proper girl like her to be rough, but she couldn’t help it. He followed her demands, realizing he had hit her spot and he tried to keep that angle, slamming into her. He didn’t want to hurt her, but it seemed right now, pain was the last thing she was worried about.



“Oh god! Sev – Severus!” She stuttered out his name one last time and then she felt her body explode for the second time that night. She exploded right there on his kitchen table. Her juices washed over his cock and he continued to push into her. Her muscles clenched around him and Severus gasped, “Shit, Lily.” She was tight to begin with, but when she clenched...it was enough to make him reach his own peak. He spilled himself into her, his warm seed filling her completely and he rode out his orgasm, continuing his thrusts, though they became softer, beginning to slow down. Her body crumbled underneath him, shuddering slightly as her orgasm finished. Her hands fell away from his back, arms laying flat on the table. Her legs stayed wrapped around him, but they loosened, the muscles hurting from how tight she had been gripped to him.



Severus’ own body collapsed. He fell on top of her, still inside of her as he buried his face in her neck. They both panted for breath, their heart beats pounding furiously. For a few moments, they were silent, only their pants being heard. Neither of them dare speak; they didn’t want to ruin the moment. The glorious moment that they had dreamt about so long. Eventually though, Severus lifted his head, staring down at her. She stared straight back. His hand lifted, pushing red locks away from her cheek where they were sticking to her face slightly. “You’re beautiful.” He told her. It was unlike him to be so sweet, so honest, but he couldn’t help it. Lily always brought out a side of him that no one else saw.



His words brought tears to her eyes, because she knew...she knew she would be the one to walk away. She could see it in his eyes; he wanted this to last. Damnit, she wanted this to last. It couldn’t though. As said before; they would both just end up hurt. For now though, they enjoyed the night they had left. Severus picked her up in his arms, his tired body managing to carry her light weight to his bedroom. She held onto him, snuggled to him and he kept her tight in his arms, whispering sweet nothings to her until she fell asleep. He watched her sleep for a while; she looked so peaceful, so at ease...maybe in the morning he could talk to her. Convince her they could make this work somehow. He fell asleep, smiling at that thought. Except, when he woke up, she was gone. All that was left was a note saying ‘I’m sorry’. She had left it on the kitchen table.



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There was a bright flash of light and Professor Snape stumbled as he was released from the pensive. His cheeks were damp; he had been crying. His hair was ruffled from his journey and his robes slightly creased. For a few moments, all he could do was stand there and stare at the gateway to his most passionate memory. He remembered that night so clearly. The way she had moaned his name. The way she had told him she loved him. The way she had tasted, the tight sheath...the pain he felt when he woke up and she was gone. Lily Evans had been the only woman he ever loved. She always would be.



And he would never forgive himself for letting her die. He should have protected her. He should have chased after her and told her he loved her; instead, he woke up to the note and let her go. He let her carry on with her life because he thought that was what she wanted. He had no idea – not even now – that she waited for him to turn up and fight for her. He never did though. He regretted that now. He regretted it so much. And on that note, he stepped towards the pensive once more, heading towards the one memory that was slowly driving him insane; that night with Lily.



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Author’s Note; *tear* I feel so mean. D:

If you don’t hate me for being mean to Sevvy at the end, please review? xD