Fandom: Harry Potter
Description: “The newlyweds danced. They looked at each other and shone with happiness.”
One, two, three, turn.
The newlyweds danced. They looked at each other and shone with happiness. The music was captivating and he closed his eyes for a moment, trying not to think. Does anything from the past matter now? She had made her choice. She is in love. She is happy. And the fact that his heart was breaking, well, that was just an illusion. It’s just a dream.
One, two, three, turn.
Then, at the Christmas ball, they danced. The music was barely audible, so she counted out loud. His heart was pounding so hard in his chest that it felt as though it would break his ribs and burst free. He was afraid of hurting her, so he held her as gently as possible, not wanting to let go. But she didn’t even think about being with him.
One, two, three, turn.
During the dance they looked at each other, as Lily looked at her fiancé now. Severus was crazy with happiness then, and she… she was having fun. She burst out laughing when they made a mistake and started again. She smaled broadly, but there was no hint of the emotions that was now graced her sweet face.
Just a friend.
One, two, three, turn.
He raised the glass to his lips and froze. The red wine glistened like blood. Severus put the glass down on the table, glanced at the newlyweds, and walked away.
He had no place there.
One, two, three, turn.
The house was quiet and dark. He hadn’t been here for a long time. He touched the wall with his hand, deciding whether to continue.
No one was waiting for him here. Not for a long time, at least. But this house belonged to Snape. And they wouldn’t be looking for him here.
One, two, three, turn.
He stood in the middle of a dusty, empty room. He looked around, but saw nothing. Severus raised his arms as if to embrace someone and took a step forward.
One, two, three, turn.
There was no music and he didn’t say anything, but he was dancing. With someone invisible. He stepped lightly; he had spent many days training, he wanted to impress her. But it didn’t matter now. It was no longer necessary.
One…
Be happy.
Two…
Be beloved by him.
Three…
I lov…
Turn.