"How?" I ask, puzzled. Severus has just told me I'm a Horcrux.

"It's obvious, isn't it? He needed a back-up plan for you. If you couldn't get Harry to like you, you had to have some other purpose. Making you weakened him. He wouldn't even come to meetings to speak with us. He simply sent his snake- the retched thing- to listen to what we were saying."

I look away. 

"Now, we have much more important matters!" he says, clearly stressed. he starts to walk away. 

"What could be more important than this? You have to kill me!" 

He groans, because he knows I have a point. "Vallencia, please. I have something to do!"

"What? What do you have to do?" I say, sighing in exasperation. What was his deal? 

"Confidential. Especially to you." He starts walking away again.

"Severus," I growl. He ignores me. I cast a spell to make me invisible, at least to other eyes. I can still see myself, in my black leather leggings and black tank-top. I slither behind Snape, hoping he doesn't hear me. We walk past multiple people crying. But he doesn't stop, so neither do I. Where is he going? He stops, looks behind him, then walks into the castle. 

I follow him silently.

But then he stops. I cover my mouth, trying to slow my breathing. Has he heard me? Or am I just being paranoid?

He turns around slowly. It looks as if he's staring right at me. Does he see me? I watch him. He stays like this for a moment. Then one side of his mouth curls up in a smirk. He brushes his hair delicately away from his face and turns back around. He walks up to the stairs and starts ascending them. He walks slowly, deliberately. He is going somewhere special. 

He stops on the sixth flight and walks into a dark corridor. The only lighting is a torch in one corner. He stops again. "So quiet," he murmurs.

I stop walking as well. Is he simply talking to himself or trying to tell me he knows I'm here? Am I just freaking out for no reason? I close my eyes for a second. Calm down, I tell myself. You'll be alright. Nothing is going to happen.

Severus examines the room with his dark eyes then continues. I follow suit.

He stops in front of a dark wood door. He knocks on it once, knocks on it twice, then once again.

The door opens. Another dark room. This one is larger, but more long, like a huge hallway. He walks down it, staring straight ahead. I walk down it, admiring the maroon rug beneath my feet. 

We stop in front of the wall, a torch to our right. Severus acknowledges the torch, then pulls it down, causing the wall to move. Now there is an opening, rather than a solid surface. My jaw drops. I knew Hogwarts was large and mysterious, but secret passages? 

Severus, on the other hand, walks inside like it's no big deal. But I suppose for him it isn't. He's been teaching here forever. And he went to school here. So it's not surprising. 

I walk after him, wondering where we're going and if there's someone there as well. Why is there so much walking?

Severus slows his walk. He pulls his black cloak to him. "Sybill?" he calls quietly.

I hear a soft reply, but don't hear what was said.

Was he talking to Professor Trelawney?

He walks forward and I follow. Inside, Professor Trelawney sits on a love seat. 

"Severus, what are we going to do about Harry? The boy, oh, the boy. He's been killed!" Her hands are shaking.

"Yes, I know, Sybill. Sh. It'll be okay." Severus moves to sit by her. I stay where I am. 

He wraps his arm comforting around her shoulder. She leans into him.

Then I hear a noise behind me and move out of the way just in time before Dumbledore walks in the room, Minerva and Filius Flitwick. Filius is an old wizard with goblin ancestry, so that makes him short. When I look back at the love seat, Sybill is all by herself. Severus is standing across the room, admiring an old, rustic globe. 

"Bring him in," Dumbkedore orders. 

I have no idea who he'stalking about, but then I see them carry Harry inside. 

My breath catches.

Minerva turns away, unable to bear the sight of him. I feel like doing the same. But I have to watch. Filius walks up to study him, a grim look on his face. Dumbledore watches silently. My eyes dart all over the room, trying to figure out what they were doing. He was dead; there was no doubt about it. If Voldemort killed him, he got the job done right. He knew how things were done. 

Sybill falls on to the floor, palms pressed to the oak floors. "I sense something," she murmurs.

I see Severus start to move towards her in the corner of my eye, but he stops himself. 

Is there something between them?

Dumbledore kneels next to Sybill. "What? What is it?" 

"He's...he's..."

"He is what, Sybill?" Minerva asks impatiently.

Severus comes closer. I watch with anticipation. Filius stares at her. 

She comes closer to him, presses her hand to his cheek. She places her palm against his chest, moving closer on her knees. 

"He is alive."

I gasp and everyone looks in my direction.

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