Sorry bout the slow update. Do you ever have those times when all of a sudden you are swamped with massive amounts of schoolwork? I was really stressed and what not.
Anway. Here is the last chapter to the fic…I hope you guys enjoy the last read.
Disclaimer: I don't own. Nor do I want to…yet.
Sorry about the incredibly short shortness
Chapter 3- Single mindedness
Severus Snape awoke the next day to the sun seeping through the cracked open windows. He squinted to stop the morning sun to get into his eyes as he took out his wand and slid the curtain closed with a tap of his wand. The room was warm and fresh from the sun and the London morning air.
Severus sat up from his bed, wrapping part of the blanket around his waste. Quickly he put on his shirt and slipped on a pair of black pants. He sat on the side of the bed for some time, staring at the wall of his bedroom with glazed eyes.
He turned around and faced Bellatrix who was still sound asleep her face to him. She held the blanket tightly against her and up to her chin. Her mouth was slightly parted in a small smile as she breathed slowly and effortlessly. Her thick eyelashes accented her dark cream face and her raven black hair that spilled over part of her face and on the pillow like tresses of moon itself.
Snape rose his hand to brush away the hair that fell over her face, but decided against it. Instead he gazed at her petite and slender body for a moment in contentment.
Bellatrix rolled over to the other side in her sleep and gave out a quiet sigh. Severus stared at her back for a moment before standing up.
One wouldn't be able to find out what Severus was thinking when he looked at her. It was a great blend of love and hate. Two opposite forces that should never be mixed together.
So Severus, where does your loyalty lie?
Severus walked around the bed so that he stood right in front of her. Her face was relaxed and emotionless in her sleep.
Where does your loyalty lie?
Severus walked to the window and opened the drapes to look out. The day was sunny and bright, but he barely squinted now. He looked around. The street was deserted of any people. A paper flew across the wind. Across the street was a rickety large house that seemed out of place in the urban streets of London. The house glimmered with red streaks from the heat of the day, or the paint, he didn't know.
Severus closed the drapes again. And turned on his heel back to Bellatrix. He itched his forearm for a moment as he looked upon her. She was beautiful in the daylight, and was elegant as any woman at night. The black sheets pressed down on her body and showed her every curve.
My loyalty lies…
Severus tucked one hand into his pocket and looked back at the window again. The morning sunshine seeped through the heavy curtains, making it seem to glow.
Slowly, he walked up to the side of the bed and kneeled next to her. Their faces were inches apart, and yet she did not wake. He took out his hand that was in his pocket to expose a small and slender dagger.
He examined the weapon carefully. The light from the window bounced off of it and created shining rays that made the weapon glow with sunshine. He held it up to his face to examine its every angle with keen eyes.
Slowly, he held it up horizontally to his neck, the sharp blade pressing against his neck. The cool metal made his pale skin shiver. The beams of light from the curtains that bounced onto the dagger made his face glow.
"You asked where my loyalty lied, Bellatrix," he whispered, still holding the dagger to his neck with one elegant hand.
He let the dagger go from his neck, and in one swipe slid it across Bellatrix's throat. He watched the blood flow from her neck to his bed as it began to soak and saturate.
He looked at her pale face and slighted parted mouth. "Some call it loyalty, Ms Lestrange. I call it single mindedness."
Hahahahaha.
Symbolism.
Replies:
Captain Cheese and Dommit: lol. I updated GOA too you know! I'm on a role here! Heehee. Thanks. And yes. Bellatrix can be likeable…dead.
Silver-star-0: yeah…this was the last chapter. And no…I haven't read any Sara Douglass books. What does she write?
Lacrymosa: oh really? That is pretty cool. Maybe I should read it sometime, eh?
Electra: Yeah…This is my first HP romance fic. Lol. No rating changes please. I'm only 15 anyway. Oh really? Well this one is the other way around then! Hahaha.