I knew the moment she had gone from our world. As soon as the King knew it-felt it-so did I, with all of my being. The Princess was my charge-more, she was my Beloved One; when the King formed my body from roots and rocks and earth and winds he said, "You are to be the protector of the Princess, whom I love dearly. You are to serve her, guide her, and guard her. To that end, I give to you the love I have for my daughter, that you may cherish her as I do, and desire as fiercely as I do that no harm should come to her." And he breathed into me his love for the Princess, the love that is the heart and soul of me, and awakened me to my purp
Do you not know that I am gentle? he whispered. How he longed to save her from her fears! But no, he could not help her now. Tears streaming down her face, she nodded. I will always be beside you. Her final battle was near. He felt her tremble. Do you believe? No answer. Beloved ?
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Severus Snape strode down the Great Hall as the last students filed out to their respective dormitories. The Sorting, the Feast, and the Headmasters speech all were passed, and all that remained was for the regular meeting and greeting expected on the first of September: Another year had begun at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
But this year already was very, very different, because Harry Potter had come to Hogwarts. Snape had eyed him curiously, apprehensively. The little dirt-speck was already a celebritythe Potions Master scowled at the thought. He would have his fathers arrogance, his ego, of course. S
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...Snape stood unnaturally still, his arms stiff behind his back, clenching and unclenching his sweating hands uncontrollably. He has that blank expression on his face, that look he gets when something very...ugly is about to happen, he thought. He was putting up his most practiced, most unreadable facial expression, but Lord Voldemort narrowed his eyes at him with that...paralyzingly cold, calculating look, that predatory glare: In a moment of irrationality, Snape could have sworn he saw Voldemort's face register a response when his heart lurched suddenly as genuine fear began welling up just beneath the surface. No, he reasoned, the Dar