Those Eyes That Burn

Chapter 3

By Tiger 6/7/06

A/N: This chapter is once again dedicated to Rhonda as well as Trin, you both have helped me so much these past few weeks, thank you.

A/N: Also, I'm very sorry for the late update! But you don't have to wait anymore because this is the last chapter, so thank you for reading!

16 years earlier, March 1981, Godric's Hollow

"Severus!" Lily's eyes lit up as she saw him walk towards her.

"Lily," he nodded in greeting.

"Please sit," she said, playing hostess. He is only here because I need him to protect Harry. She calmed herself, not allowing the butterflies in her stomach rise any higher. She magically conjured the tea she knew he liked and handed him the cup, pretending to ignore the touch of warm fingers over her own.

"What is it Lily? I assume that I am not here for a social call. That was long ago." He calmly sipped his tea. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched her as she tended to her son. Motherhood suited her, he decided. The corner of his mouth quirked up into a smile has he watched her rock her son to sleep. Her son, not his. Potter's son, not his. Just as quickly the smile came, it disappeared.

"I need your help." Well, he could not fault her for not getting to the point as quickly as he would have, as he was nothing if not blunt. He found it to be one of her more endearing qualities.

"And Potter can't help you the way he did three years ago?" he sneered. He watched her eyes darken in anger. Beautiful…he fleetingly thought.

"James has nothing to do with this, he doesn't even know you're here!" she informed him in clipped tones. "I only want you to help Harry!"

He let out a snort. "Was that all I ever good for when it comes to you? Protection?"

"You know that isn't true, Severus!" Lily retorted, letting some of the hurt seep out into her voice.

"What was I then? After all, you barely waited a year before running to Potter's bed," he spat out bitterly. He still remembered that triumphant look on Potter's face when he announced his engagement.

"You were everything!" Lily cried. "Then you left! You left without a goodbye, without a note, nothing! What was I supposed to think? You quite clearly implied that you wanted nothing more to do with me!" She looked at him with tears in her eyes. She stood under the sun, the light making her glow.

"I was protecting you by removing myself from your life!" Now Severus stood up as well, knocking over his teacup.

"Didn't you know?" Lily asked with a small humorless laugh, "I didn't want to be protected from you, I wanted to be protected by you."

Severus felt quite queer at the statement. But the feeling turned to anger. "Really? You wanted to be protected by a Death Eater turned spy, or had you quite forgotten this?" He roughly pulled up his sleeve and flung his wrist in front of her eyes.

The skull and snake gaped at her as she gaped at them. Then she looked into his eyes. "You were a good man, Severus. I would have trusted you despite that horrid thing on your amr." She gently ran her fingers over the tattoo.

He didn't know what prompted him to do what he did next. He only knew that her lips were on his, and pressed against her. It was a feeling so familiar, so missed, a feeling of knowing that you were truly loved. Roughly, he pushed away from her before they did anything more. He could hear the baby's soft cry. The baby that wasn't his.

"Funny, I never thought of you as a person who would use her wiles to get what you wanted." Harsh and unrelenting he knew, but he was of no use to her, though he could tell that all happened was real, no deceptions. He had to protect her.

"So, to answer your question, have a good day, Mrs. Potter," he turned his back on her and left.

"Don't go!" he heard her strangled cry. If he turned around, he would have seen the tears running down her face.

"Severus, please," she pleaded with him. But he didn't come back, he didn't even turn around to say goodbye. It was Harry's cry that tore her away from the retreating man.

"I know, I know," she soothed the baby as she rocked him back and forth. "I'm tired too."

Present day, Hogwarts

"I did it all for you," Severus whispered into the dark. He knew most definitely that that had not been a dream. He had his doubts, during his darkest days, he had managed to convince himself that the times he spent with Lily were only dreams. He looked at the clock on his wall, 6:00. Well that was bloody wonderful. School, Potter. He groggily shook his head. The events of the night before changed nothing. Potter was still Potter.

He found that he could not quite dock points off Gryffindor for Potter's stumble. He couldn't. Not when anger and injustice flashed in her eyes.