HP One More Chance.

I tried to flip through the music list on the music player all afternoon, trying to find a song while listening to it while writing, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find a song that I felt.

no feeling

Sure enough, there is no way to invest in code words, and I am entangled to death.

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BY wing someone

The plot will continue to intertwine between reality and the past, whose death scene will appear in the end?

Please leave a message.

BYEc_2

RE.4.2

In the plot of this section, a small change has been made according to the original work: (thanks to Liu Guang for reminding) when Lily and Snape were in sixth grade, Voldemort hadn’t started killing people on a large scale at that time, so Lily’s mother would not die At the hands of Death Eaters (because her mother was a Muggle) Also, if Lily's mother died at the hands of Death Eaters as we originally wrote, there would be no such thing as Harry's aunt.

According to this, at the time of revision (compared to the earliest serialized version we released in Jinjiang), the plot was changed to Lily's friend, Jessica's parents (her parents were wizards), and then Lily was killed by the Death Eaters. Naturally, his actions towards Snape were also due to the importance and loyalty Gryffindor had always shown his friends.

☆, 4.3

"It's so cold."

After watching the crimson sunset burn away the clouds in the sky, the sun gradually sank.The deep purple separated the sky and the earth like a transparent crystal, and the light of day disappeared into the distant horizon.Just like the curtain of an opera, black velvet curtains spread over the sky, covering the sky and turning into a huge black hole in a blink of an eye, seeming to drag people into darkness.

"...Why haven't you come yet, really..."

He couldn't stop muttering, and the wind around him was blowing harder and harder.It was clearly the beginning of summer in June, but Alice, who was still wearing a long-sleeved school uniform, felt chilly all over her body and made people shiver.

If it wasn't for leaving the Room of Response after noon, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a black figure at the corner of the promenade where few people usually pass by, she would have thought her whereabouts were "seamless".

"How can there be someone like him..."

After all, she has never been the one to attract attention, but seeing someone standing there deliberately waiting for her this time, she is really curious about who that boring person might be.

But when she turned around and walked over to find out, the black shadow disappeared with a "hoo".Before she had time to see who that person was, she only saw a note suddenly appear on the ground.

Crouching down to pick it up, a line of wet ink wrote concisely and clearly:

——Evening, Astronomy Tower, ask me something.

"If he doesn't show up in 10 minutes, don't blame me for breaking the appointment."

Alice leaned on the railing absently, with her hands crossed in front of her chest, just standing stupidly on the balcony of the highest point in Hogwarts - the terrace of the Astronomy Tower, thinking about the person who was not punctual, while Squinting and looking down at Hogwarts in the night.

She seemed to have seen the handwriting on it the moment she received the "invitation" to meet, and she had no doubt ascertained who the person in the message was without a signature.

After all, she was too familiar with those handwriting.

——Be able to carefully write dense notes and remarks in every potion book I have read. Even if I have understood all the mysteries in the book, I still have to satisfy my strong curiosity to take the potion. The production method is improved one by one...

Such a person who has nothing to do, if she hadn't stayed behind to watch him make potions after a certain class many years ago, she would not have been lucky enough to read the book at his hand, and then discovered the reason why this person was What the professor called a "genius".

— Severus Snape.

Thinking of this person, Alice always felt as if her chest was blocked, and she felt uncomfortable, but she couldn't tell why she felt uncomfortable.She could only gasp, and couldn't help covering her heart with her hands, trying to suppress the restless beating heart, trying to calm it down.

Knowing him is no longer a matter of a day or two. It has been a full six years since I met him on the Hogwarts Express at the beginning of school and then met him.But in fact, she and him are no more familiar than Lily and him. Except for the classes that the two colleges take together every semester, the only time they can meet face-to-face and chat for a few words is when Lily is present, the three of them walk together. On the way, talking and laughing.

But since the fifth grade, since they have passed the grade exam, everyone has to take the NEWT courses of their choice, so apart from attending certain courses, it is naturally impossible to see each other often.In the meantime, some really unpleasant things happened, which completely broke the relationship between him and Lily.Thinking of this, as a bystander, she really didn't have the nerve to bother him any more.

——The world is unpredictable, even if we are best friends, so what?

"Besides, I don't know if I can be regarded as a friend he recognizes..."

Alice lowered her head and sneered at herself.She didn't know why she had so many thoughts floating in her mind tonight, she was obviously just thinking about meeting that person, even if it had been a long time, she wouldn't bother recalling so many memories to remember his appearance.

——No, in fact, his impression on her is not vague at all.

Sometimes, maybe he forgot, or maybe he didn't realize it.Many times, she had come to his side quietly like a ghost, looked at him silently, like an elf, only smiled at him who was sleeping soundly without being noticed, and then when he was about to wake up, she smiled at him. Then turned around and disappeared.

He didn't know who she was, as if he had never known her before.

"That's great. At least until now, I'm still me, and you're still you, so it won't be as bad as you and her..."

"Talking to yourself is not a good way to relieve boredom, Miss Miku." Suddenly, a sentence that did not belong to me came from the end of the spiral staircase, it was a gloomy and proud male voice, "I thought you I was worried, so I brought someone else to this appointment."

Although Alice was inadvertently taken aback by the sudden voice, she soon came back to her senses and knew that the person who was coming had finally arrived, and she felt a little relieved secretly.

"Don't worry, I'm not so suspicious."

She walked slowly from the edge of the terrace back to the inside of the Astronomy Tower, and after gently brushing off the dust on the small steps with her hand, she signaled that the other party could sit beside her for a conversation.

But Snape didn't intend to appreciate it, he just stood two meters away from Alice, and deliberately stood in the dark shadows, as if he didn't want her to see him.

"It's not good to be careless, especially at this time of day...you know what I'm trying to say?"

"If I'm not mistaken, Severus, you should know about the conversation between me and Lily this afternoon."

Before Snape arrived, apart from recalling the meaningless past, she had also been wondering how he had learned about her conversation with Lily.

——Since he can also know, Potter must be one of the insiders.

To make them unaware of his presence, apart from hiding himself with the Invisibility Charm, if it was Potter, maybe an Invisibility Cloak.Although the two of them didn't know each other's actions, if the purpose was to follow Lily, they followed all the way to the Response Room and overheard the conversation between her and Lily, which is not surprising.

"Your hypothesis is really wild and unconstrained, and I have to praise your ability to make up stories is really extraordinary." Snape sneered, and his tone clearly showed that he was 1 upset after his plan was exposed.

But Alice was obviously used to him treating her like this, so she immediately took the initiative to get to the point, and asked him straight to the point: "So, what do you want to talk to me now?"

"Why do you want to say good things for me in front of Lily? Do you think that after doing these things, you will deserve my heartfelt thanks for everything I have done for you? In front of others, add a little more praise to me, a guy who is about to step into the ranks of Death Eaters, so that when others scold me in the future, I can say a few more bastards?"

Even after so many years, the aggressive and poisonous tongue still remained the same. Snape stared straight at Alice sitting not far away, with mixed emotions in his eyes. idea.

——Does she do this to pity me, the poor man?Do you feel that if you don't speak up for me, I will always lose my head in rumors and suspicions?Or is it that she has been acting as a bad person, helping others without knowing what the situation is.

"Don't get me wrong, Severus." Alice heard a series of harsh questions from him, stood up suddenly, turned around and walked out of the depressing astronomy tower again.

"I never said a good word for you from the beginning to the end. For me, it was just stating the truth that I agreed with. It's really not about who to defend, it's about myself persistence."

"What you said is really great, Miss Miku."

Snape slowly walked out of the dark place, and began to approach Alice who had gone away step by step.

The moon rose from the thick clouds at some point, and the fine moonlight poured down like mercury on the wooden floor of the Astronomy Tower, reflecting a little mottled traces and illuminating his face at the same time.

At this moment, Alice saw his appearance clearly.

——Clearly, there was disgust, hatred, and disdain on the brows, but there was a gleam of light in the eyes, as if longing to be forgiven, forgiven, and saved.

She suddenly felt that he was like a lost child who was desperately trying to find hope and guidance.It's a pity that God's will tricks people. I don't know whose wishful thinking has been overturned. Everything is not as expected and runs out of control as expected.

At that time, she didn't know what consequences her premonition would bring.

"So, Mr. Snape, let me ask you seriously, are you really planning to join the Death Eaters?"

Alice jumped up lightly, sat on the railing, her left hand held tightly to the pillar beside her, and her right hand was raised high and stretched out towards the boundless night sky.Just like when I was young, a single figure looked at a bright moon, listened to the praise of the night and the carols of the stars, and smiled without saying a word.

Such a quiet scene is an eternal image that will never be repeated again.

——Will it not... repeat itself?

She suddenly understood the reasons for some things that she had never thought about before, nor did she presume to assert certainty.

"……it is true?"

Seeing that the other party was silent for a long time, she repeated it again without giving up.As if she was afraid that he would just acquiesce, she didn't dare to look him directly, afraid that he would really affirm her own thoughts as she had guessed.

"Miss Miku, do I need to lie to you?"

"No... you don't need to..."

Alice's eyes suddenly dimmed, she lowered her head in silence, and moved her gaze to the Hogwarts square a hundred meters below. Looking at the empty ground, a sense of loneliness arose spontaneously.

——I know, you will only become calm in front of Lily.

"Although I know I'm meddling, can I ask you why? Why you joined the Death Eaters."

She raised her head again, with a smile on her face as always, like a flower blooming from the ice and snow, with a little indifference and beauty.

——For mighty power?Supreme power?Concentrate on studying potions?Or...to earn Lily's attention?

But Snape's response was still indifferent, almost without any scruples and feelings:

"You don't have to know."

——something that no one needs to know.

"It's just a matter of your curiosity, and the matter has nothing to do with you. Even though we both studied potions in the same place, you care about me, but it doesn't mean I have to tell you everything."

"Really?" Alice replied far-fetchedly, her smile gradually fading.

"Then what else do you need from me now? But today is not a suitable day for discussing potions, so...if there is nothing else, let's end it like this, Mr. Snape."

—she didn't call him "Severus" anymore.

I always feel in my mind that maybe something has changed, and it is time for her to be clear about what she needs to do, and then draw the boundaries that should be drawn, so as not to let herself go out of the boundaries.

"I asked you to come today, just curious why you said that to Lily in the afternoon, there is no other reason."

After saying that, Snape turned around without hesitation and walked down the spiral staircase, leaving the Astronomy Tower alone.

He didn't know that her eyes followed him from the end until she left, and finally froze there, staring blankly at the place where he disappeared in the end, without saying a word.

——What a self-deceived fellow.

In order to pursue a kind of power and support my so-called "belief" all the time, I don't even think about whether it is worth it, and I don't care about the future fate.

"Are you really worth following that person?" Ask yourself.

— Severus, you're nothing but an idiot.

"You and I... are both big idiots, hopelessly stupid."

The author has something to say: 4.3 was a joy to write but also a pain.

First of all, the author, who is a textual research party, actually checked dictionaries and encyclopedias more than a dozen times for some words and characters in this paragraph. Even the height of the Astronomical Tower has to ask the author to look up the information.

(The "170 meters" in the article is actually more than [-] meters, please note)

然后作者先生一开始只提供了500多字的草稿，结果剩下的3000多字全是我一个人码出来的（4.3总字数是3600多字哦）……也加了不少情节，单单是开头的Alice的独白就一个晚上折腾了我1400字……呕血啊。

But the word count doesn't matter, the point is that Severus and Alice are finally on the same stage again... OTL, I know you have been waiting for a long time, so, "Long waiting everyone."

BY wing someone

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Recently, Mr. the author realized that after reading a draft of hundreds of words, it was pulled into a manuscript of thousands of words...

Anyway, it's a pleasure...

It's normal for someone to write 4.3 as a pain.

Because even the author who was responsible for the draft was half dead by his own IDEA...

what.

BYEc_2

☆, 5.1

It had been more than an hour since the Riddle Mansion Apparated back home, but the sequelae of Cruciatus still remained on Snape's body, showing no signs of fading away.

"damn it……"

He has been lying on the bed shivering in pain, holding his shoulders tightly with his hands and shaking uncontrollably.Just like when he was beaten to death by his Muggle father back then, the pain emanating from inside his body reminded him of the cruel reality all the time, making him realize how small his own power was, no matter in the past or now.

——Facing his father who looked at him with disgust and hatred, he endured the pain of being beaten red, and didn't say a word, he could only helplessly watch his mother screaming and crying, but Powerless against his father's anger.

——In the face of the condescending and supreme Dark Lord, he also didn't dare to say a word, but obediently obeyed the other party's instructions and let him manipulate him.Even if the devil wanted to punish him, he didn't have any strength to resist at all, except to endure silently, he still endured.

"...I just don't know what to say."

Seeing himself like this, he hated him more than anyone else.

——No one can protect me, what else can I do except keep silent, even resistance is powerless.

A mournful cry from the depths of the soul resounded throughout Snape's mind.

Feeling such pain, the flustered heart has been tightly surrounded by a heavy and restless emotion.As if being completely sucked out of any breath in the bottom of the water, subconsciously kept suppressing the beating heart, but the nerves kept twitching helplessly.This feeling made him feel as if he was in an airtight black box, and the oxygen needed in his chest was almost exhausted. If this continued, there would be no relief other than death.

——Is life better than death?

Can't find any reason.

Because his life has always been like this, always tightly intertwined with pain and anxiety, and the cold iron chains locked him on the wheel of fate, and he could not escape.

"Mom, hug."

A child holding a cute brown bear is putting his pink cheeks towards his mother's rough hand, acting like a baby to her, hoping that his mother's eyes will return to him again.

"Yes, my dear little one."

The mother smiled cordially, bent down and gently reached out to hug the child who was sitting on the ground, and touched his face affectionately.The child waved his hands happily, pursed his lips and kissed his mother's cheek back.

——What a sweet scene.

Standing in the back alley of the bar for a long time, Snape, who was waiting for his father to appear, accidentally saw this scene, and couldn't help but think of his mother—Irene Snape.

She had never treated him like this, even though she was indeed his real mother.And he never treated her like this.Ever since he became sensible, the idea of ​​"not liking his mother very much" has always existed. The reason is not because his mother tried to punish him and scolded him severely, but just because she said "I don't understand."

He didn't understand why, despite being a witch who could use magic, his mother never used almost omnipotent magic in front of his father.Even at the point of crisis, seeing herself being beaten and tortured by his bastard father, she just cried helplessly, never having the slightest thought of "using magic".

"Mom, is father more important to you than my existence?"

He wasn't brave enough to ask Irene like that.However, after she finished asking, she didn't answer him a word, just shook her head blindly, her eyes filled with bitter tears.

"Forgive him, he was always your father."

——Although he is drunk and abused all day long, will you still love him?

"Did you still love that bastard until the last moment before you died?"

Finally one day, Snape stared at Irene, whose face was as pale as paper, with expressionless face, and asked in a hoarse voice towards her cold corpse.

On the day of my mother's burial, the weather was always cloudy, and the cold light rain started to fall in the early morning. Even though the sky began to light up, the sun did not appear for a long time.

The night before, in an endless sleep, Irene held her trembling son who had been beaten by her husband and never woke up again.

When Snape sensed something was wrong, he stretched out his bruised hand and approached his mother's pulse cautiously, but there was not even a slight pulse.

"She... died."

Father had already left.After beating him again the night before, he dragged his angry body to a bar on the street and drank heavily.

He was the only one left in the empty house.Outside the window, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was trying to wash away all the unbearable filth, hysterical.

He remained indifferent, sitting in front of the coffin with blank eyes, without saying a word.The chaotic thoughts were all used to recall anything related to Irene, so as to comfort his pain.

When he was a child, his mother quarreled with his father in panic, while he himself shrank in a dark corner, not daring to say a word.When he grew up a bit, his father began to beat him endlessly, and as a mother, she just watched coldly.

He saw that she no longer quarreled with her father, as if he knew some unchangeable facts, as long as he quarreled a few more words, his son would be slapped a few more times.

When the father let go and left, the mother resentfully took out the potion that had been stored in the deepest part of the drawer, and with trembling hands, gently applied the medicine on his body one by one as if she was afraid of hurting her son.But gradually, after a long time, he began to reject his mother's hand that stretched out to apply the medicine for him, and he never wanted her to do so again.

"No need, this kind of injury will get better sooner or later."

It's not for any reason, it's all because he hates her not using magic to fight back for him, just watching with cold eyes, secretly caring about him but refusing to stand up to protect him.

——She is a mother, but why is she unwilling to protect her son?

In the summer when she was 11 years old, when he finally received the letter from the owl, she was going to go to Hogwarts school, so she gave him all the books she had used in previous school.He was very surprised at the time, in this dilapidated house, everything was obviously destroyed by his father when he went crazy with alcohol, except for the stack of books she handed to him, which was completely wrapped and not damaged at all.

He took the heavy stack of books, and smiled in front of her that he hadn't seen since he became sensible.Although, he only laughed because he got this stack of books - as a wizard's mother, she would naturally write a lot of useful notes in these magic books when she was a student.

He didn't thank his mother for such a trivial matter. Thinking of everything his mother did to him in the past, he just felt mixed feelings and couldn't speak.

Immediately afterwards, when he was studying at the magic school, he consciously began to search for information about his mother and his life experience in the school library—Prince, a famous potion family, has produced many potion masters in the past, and As an ancient aristocratic blood...

In that moment, he was grateful to Merlin, because he was no longer a strange freak, a weak half-breed who was close to a mudblood.He is a descendant of a nobleman.

He is Half-Blood Prince, Half-Blood Prince, a nobleman famous for potions.

--But……

Incomplete memories are mercilessly interrupted here.

Then he couldn't think of anything more about his mother.At that moment, his mind was blank.

Undercurrents began to appear in the dark sky, and after a dazzling lightning pierced the sky, there was a loud roar that woke him up heavily.

"Irene Snape."

Snape stood silently in front of the tombstone with only his mother's name engraved on it, watching the coffin carrying his mother's body being slowly placed on the cemetery, watching the coffin being covered little by little by the wet soil, Until it submerged the entire coffin, a hillock protruded from the flat ground.

There was no mourning music played at the scene, and he did not cast a warming or waterproofing spell on himself, and let the rainwater act as music, pattering on his body.

"A descendant of a noble who is famous for potions, she still couldn't stop death from falling on her..."

It wasn't until the very end that Snape slowly opened his hoarse voice and spoke.His voice was a little higher than a whisper, but it still couldn't match the sound of the pattering rain.

"The person she has always regarded as a treasure did not come to say goodbye to her in the end."

- These were the last words he could say to her.

The author has something to say: It is said that the author was abused when he coded the draft.

But Miss Author really felt super painful feelings when editing.

(↑All kinds of looking for abuse, so respect yourself~~~~~~)

BY wing someone

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5.1 size is painful...

The author and I think so too.

Sorry for taking so long to update...

Because the author went to Ocean Park for a day trip, and then attended the reunion of classmates, so there is no draft for the author.

Finally, leave a message.

BYEC_2

☆, 5.2

5.2

When the pain dissipated, he didn't know.

There was a pile of broken glass on the floor of the room, reflecting the silvery white light outside the window, which was extremely dazzling.He vaguely remembered that it was shattered when the Black Devil's mark was stirred up in the night just now.

One night passed, but he hadn't had time to clean up.Shaking his head trying to wake himself up, he accidentally looked out the window, the sky in the east had already turned pale, and it was already six o'clock in the morning in the blink of an eye.

— Another day begins.

I don't know if it was because he was tortured by the Dark Lord last night, and now his body is completely exhausted.Resignedly, he fell back on the bed, closed his eyes involuntarily and went back to sleep.

In the last dream, he saw his mother.

——Dark corners, rainy nights, pain from scars, crying, silent funerals...

In an instant, the scene of himself standing in front of his mother's tombstone was vivid in his mind, and everything flowed quickly before his eyes like an endless stream, and then passed away immediately.He subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, but found that he couldn't grab anything.

"Damn..."

He cursed himself inwardly.However, the memories of the past are like sand in an hourglass, leaking away inch by inch from the palm of my hand.His eyes seemed to be blind, and his ears seemed to be deaf, and suddenly he couldn't hear a sound.

When he was able to open his eyes with difficulty again, a clear laughter like a copper bell and a familiar voice suddenly came from his ears.

"Hey, come and have a look! I'm here."

A butterfly-like figure flitted across the air in front of my eyes, but this action caused another distraught girl on the ground to shout anxiously:

"You little girl, come down quickly! If my mother finds out, she will scold me again!"

"Petunia, don't worry about me too much, I can fly! Look, I can fly even higher, higher!"

She was like an angel, the dazzling light on her body burned his eyes who were peeping.

- Lily...

Snape remembered the first time he met the red-haired girl.

Like a miracle of fate, so tricky.

That day, in order to avoid his father's beating, he sneaked out of the house in a fit of anger and started wandering aimlessly.Finally, in the evening, he strolled to the park alone. It was obviously eerily quiet all the way, but when he came to Qianqiu in the park, he unexpectedly found a sound of laughter here.

From the moment she raised her head, she accidentally broke into his eyes and fell straight into his heart.

—Lily Evans, the only friend he had in the Muggle world.

"Muggle-born, although she is not a pure-blood wizard, she is smarter than any pure-blood, and has a good talent for magic."

For such a special person, he once thought that it was the grace bestowed on him by the gods in his tragic fate.He didn't ask for everything from her, he just wanted to get a warm feeling from her heart.

"Can I... be your friend?"

—he asked timidly.

"Okay! Severus, you are my friend, always have been."

— she answered him brightly.

Always.

"Unfortunately, eternity cannot be found in this world."

Everything is still in the comfort that kills people's vigilance.

With the advent of 11 years old, from the moment he entered Hogwarts, the new environment gave him and her a new understanding.He went to Slytherin without a doubt, and she went to Gryffindor as expected.The dispute between the red and the green camps has always been a tradition in this magic school, and naturally he and she were not immune to being implicated.

——When you are with her, sooner or later, many problems will arise.

"I know."

He knows well that the written destiny cannot be defied, only obeyed.

"But I... am not reconciled."

The two were in hostile colleges, and they gradually became fascinated, and each of them began to have their own opinions.For Lily, who thinks that people are black and white, and him who is obsessed with the magic that the world thinks is extremely dark, such a clear stand has already laid the prelude to the separation between the two.

"But as long as you get along carefully, it's okay."

--right?

No, don't be stupid.

It never occurred to him that the reason for the two people's separation in the end was actually a word that seemed inconspicuous to him.

— "Mudblood."

"Just a slip of the tongue?" Lily's voice didn't have the slightest sympathy. "It's too late. I've been looking for excuses to forgive you for so many years. My friends can't understand why I'm still talking to you. You And your dear Death Eater friends... look, you don't even deny it! You don't even deny that that's what you're after! You can't wait to be under You-Know-Who, can you?"

He was questioned until he said nothing. He opened his mouth, but never made a sound, and then closed it again.

"I can't pretend anymore, you chose your path, and I chose mine."

"No...listen to me, I didn't mean to..."

"...you call me a Mudblood? You call people of my origin a Mudblood, Severus. What's the difference?"

He was struggling in his heart. He wanted to say something, but Lily gave him a contemptuous look and then swallowed it back. He watched her turn around and crawl back from the portrait hole...

—Will things change if I continue talking that day?

"Probably...not anymore."

——You and her are not from the same world.

"Think about it seriously, how can she always be by your side with her strong sense of justice?"

You are one who intends to serve the darkness, and sooner or later you will become a servant of the Dark Lord.Living in dark shadows, one day you will be contrary to the light of the sun.

Please don't, let her dazzling light and smile disappear because of you.

"I just need to keep secretly guarding you..." This is enough.

So, what I need now is strength.

——Strong enough for me to protect her and prevent her from any harm.

"It's a pity that until now, I have nothing but pain."

Why is this again?

"I obviously can give up everything except her, and I have already given up everything...but..."

However, what really drew him into the dark abyss was not knowing that the person he loved the most was going to hold a wedding with the person he hated the most while gaining the approval of his master, but a half-inexplicable damn prophecy.

—that half-eavesdropped prophecy while waiting for Dumbledore at the Hog's Head.

"The one with the energy to conquer the Dark Lord approached... Born into a family that had defeated the Dark Lord three times... Born in the seventh month... The Dark Lord marked him as his rival..."

——Trelawney, who always gave people the feeling of being crazy, was actually predicting the defeat of the Dark Lord at this moment.

"This is impossible... You must report this situation to the master..."

After he was kicked out by the bar owner in embarrassment, he immediately turned around and rushed to the owner without saying a word, and told the owner everything he heard and knew.

"You're doing well, Severus."

Voldemort twitched the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and looked grimly at the loyal servant kneeling on the ground.

"Yes, thank you for your appreciation, my supreme master."

He didn't know at the time that from then on, this accidental prophecy would haunt him forever until his throat was tightly strangled and he couldn't breathe.

Because of this prophecy, an innocent person was involved, and later he risked his own life for him, and died in his hands for no apparent reason.

"Feel sorry."

—but if I don't, the dead... will be Lily.

"You became her substitute and died instead of her."

However, in order to protect Lily, as long as she is still alive, it doesn't matter what I do...it doesn't matter.

The author has something to say: Chapter 5 is all Sev's memories, because