Here it is. The conclusion of "Snape's Tale." I enjoyed working on this story and I believe it is a lot better than my other HP stories. Also, I would like to address the subject of my getting a beta-reader. A lot of you suggested I get one. I would like to say that I've had an offline beta-reader for quite some time and that was my sister. We're in the process of getting her to be my beta-reader on and offline. I thought I just let all of you know about it. Now, the conclusion.

Epilogue

Knock, knock

The door of Number Four Privet Drive opened a crack and Petunia peered through the opening, gasped, and opened the door fully. "You!" she spat.

"Yes, me," Snape answered calmly. He had taken care to wear Muggle clothes for this trip.

"Well, what do you want?"

"I'm here to collect Harry's things."

"Why?"

"Well, since he won't be living here anymore, you have no need of them, do you?"

"What wouldn't he live here?"

"Oh, that's right, you don't know. Harry died in a drowning accident."

"I see." Petunia's voice was devoid of emotion. "Fine, come in and get his things."

"Thank you." As Snape stepped in, Petunia happened to look down a little.

"And keep that kitten in your pocket. I don't want his paw prints on my floor." With that, Petunia walked away.

Snape went upstairs and into Harry's room. Once inside and the door was closed, the kitten jumped out of the pocket, landed on the bed, and changed into Harry.

"Your aunt doesn't seem to like you," Snape commented.

"You're lucky you didn't meet my uncle. He's worse."

Snape nodded before conjuring a sack and putting Harry's belongings in it. Harry turned to the wall to remove his posters and House pennant. As he did so, he reflected on recent events.

McGonagall wasn't pleased when Harry told her of his desire to just be Evans. She said that Animagi do not use their forms to be merely pets.

Harry said he knew that, but that didn't change how he felt. He then proceeded to tell her Snape's plan so she would think he was avoiding his fate. McGonagall seemed impressed with the plan's details and reluctantly agreed to talk to Dumbledore about it.

When they reached Dumbledore's office, they saw Snape there as well. Dumbledore wasn't a bit surprised by Harry's preference- it was as if he had anticipated this. Dumbledore listened to Snape's plan and when Snape finished, announced a small change: Harry's death would be a summer incident and he would pass the news to the Ministry who would eventually print it in The Daily Prophet. Harry suggested drowning since his relatives never him to swim. The suggestion was accepted and once back in Snape's office, Snape told Harry that he wouldn't have to call him Professor or sir. Instead Harry called him Severus and Snape called him Evans (except when Harry was in human form).

"I think that about does it," Snape said, snapping Harry out of his reverie.

The teenager grabbed the wall decorations and threw them in the sack before Snape tied it.

"Okay. It's time to go," the Potions Master declared.

Harry sat down on the bed, changed to Evans, and leaped into Snape's arms. Snape stroked Evans's back and chin and Evans purred with content which made Snape smile.

Snape put Evans in his pocket, hefted the sack over a shoulder, opened the door, and strode out of the room, closing the door behind him.

The End

I hope you enjoyed reading this story. Personally, I think this epilogue turned out a lot better than previous epilogues. I think it's the fact that I drew out the epilogue rather than putting it as one or two paragraphs.