Iris woke up in Snape's arms with a small smile on her face. She and Snape had been married for about two weeks and life was perfect for both of them. She only wished it could last forever. But sadly, they were leaving to go to Hogwarts in three days. She yawned, getting up. In all the time Iris had lived in Spinner's end with Snape, she was too busy ethier planning their wedding or helping Draco move into her old house to really look at Spinner's end. She threw a pullover on that belonged to Snape over the black slip she had been wearing as pajamas and went off into the cold twilight.
The sun rose over the street as Iris sat on the front porch, a cup of tea in her hands as she watched. The wedding ring she wore on her finger gleamed in the morning sun. This was the street she was going to spend the rest of her life with Snape and Atticus in. This was the street where Atticus would play with the other children and maybe also with his younger brothers or sisters.
"Oi! You!" Iris turned to see a woman in a very loud flowered housedress come out of the house to the right, a trash bag in her hand. Iris raised a hand to wave. "Oi! Good morning!" Iris answered. The woman went towards the house, her mousey brown hair and green eyes showing in the sun. "Hey, you live here?" The woman asked. Iris stood up. "Why yes ma'am I do. The name's Iris Snape. Good to meet you." She held a hand out for the woman to shake but the woman only stared at it. Iris drew her hand back.
"So, you a relative to Severus?" The woman asked. Iris could see gray hair already showing on the woman's scalp. "No, in fact, Severus and I are married." Iris stated. The woman gave an involuntary shiver. "Poor dear. The man was never right in the head, not even as a child." Iris ignored that statement, looking up at the sun. "Its going to be a beautiful day." "Were you forced into marriage?" Iris' head snapped to look at the woman. "What? Of course not." Iris laughed at her statement.
"Well then, my name's Joyce. If anything happens where you want to leave, just come to my home. I'll take you in. And your son, if that little boy I saw playing yesterday is your son. He looks like you." Joyce said. Iris nodded as the woman hurried away.
A whole week had gone by with mostly everything fogiven between Iris and Snape. And as for Lillian and Vincent, they were extremely happy to see their parents back together after so long. Atticus was still living with Sirius, both of them getting an apartment not too far away from Spinner's end. Atticus had told Iris on the phone that Lily and James were living with Harry and Draco and couldn't be happier and nethier could Atticus.
Lillian's birthday was a week before Olivia's, with Snape and Iris both getting her present the night before her birthday. Snape picked it up as Iris put Lillian and Vincent to bed. Iris was going down the stairs as Snape walked in the front door, the box he was holding having holes punched into it. "Do you think she'll like it?" Iris asked, a smile on her face. Snape smirked. "Of course she'll like it. She's wanted one for years." Iris kissed Snape on the cheek. "You're so sweet, you know that?"
The next morning Lillian came down for breakfest in a new yellow dress that Snape had given her about two weeks ago with a hair brush in her hand. "Mummy, could you do my hair in those braids?" Iris nodded, brushing her daughter's hair at the kitchen table while Snape read the newspaper. It was arranged that Lillian would go to Olivia's house and the two girls were going to a slumber party a friend of theirs was having that night. It was to be Lillian's first slumber party right after she celebrated her ninth birthday with her family. Even Atticus was coming to the house to wish her a happy birthday.
"Mummy, Daddy?" Snape and Iris both looked up. "Yes?" Snape asked, raising an eyebrow. "I'm really glad your both here. Vinnie and I thought you were going to get a divorce. Kimmy down the street, her mummy and daddy are divorced and she never sees her daddy." Iris and Snape both looked at each other. Kimmy's mum was a sad woman about Snape's age who drank a lot and was often found on the street passed out. "Well Lill-bean, thats not going to happen anytime soon I promise you." Iris said, squeezing her daughter's hand. Lillian smiled back at her mother, her red eyes shining with unshed tears.
The morning went about well as Lillian and Vincent went outside to play, Iris was baking a birthday cake for Lillian. She now was putting so pink icing on the chocolate cake, Lillian's favorite color and favorite cake. She jumped when she felt Snape's arms wrap around her, his head resting on her shoulder. She smiled, putting her hands over his. "You think it came out alright?" She asked. Snape nuzzled his face into her hair, once again long from a hair growth potion she drank three days before. "Your cooking always comes out loopsided, of course it didn't come out right."
Iris nudged him for the comment. "Oh please, you still eat it, don't ya?" Snape laughed. "So I don't strave to death." He kissed the side of Iris' neck, making her shiver. "Merlin, you know how that gets me." Iris hissed. Snape twirled her to face him. "I know." He said, kissing her. "Ah hem" Both of them broke away to see Atticus standing in the doorway. "Atticus, how are ya Kiddo?" Iris went to hug her son who returned the hug. "How's it been darling?" Iris asked, leading the boy into the kitchen. "Fine. Oh, mum, you made the frosting pink?" Atticus moaned. Iris smiled. "Yea, I didn't like doing it ethier but its Lillian's birthday and she wanted a pink cake." Atticus nodded, setting his present on the table.
A few hours later in the afternoon, the family was seated around the table, the pink cake half gone and presents being passed to Lillian. Iris was filled with joy seeing her daughter seem so surprised at each present. She had so far gotten a book of fairy tales from Atticus, a broomstick from James and Lily, and a Cundley cannons jersey from Harry and Draco. "Well Lill-bean, I guess thats all of your presents for this year." Iris said, cleaning up the wrapping paper. Lillian looked up at her parents with expectant eyes. Iris glanced at Snape who looked back at her.
"Well, there is one thing. But we don't know if its for Lillian." Snape said. "Oh goddness no! Its not for her! Its for some other Lillian!" Iris exclaimed. Lillian was on the edge of her seat in anticipation. Atticus was quickly catching on to his mother and step-father's trick. "Don't worry Lillian, I'm sure whoever its for will turn up soon." Lillian looked up as her mother walked in with a white box, setting it down. The box had air holes and something moving inside it.
Lillian lifted the box to show a black kitten who was almost ready to jump out of the box. The kitten had a pink collor with a white tag attached. Lillian picked up the kitten tenderly, bringing it to her chest. "A kitty!" She jumped up and down in excitement. She picked up the white tag, reading it.
On your 9th birthday, we want you to know how proud of you we are. Everyday, we always wonder what we did to get such good kids. We love you very much and hope that this little guy will be a friend for life. Have a wonderful birthday and may all your birthday wishes come true.
Love, Mum and Dad
Lillian squealed, running to hug both her parents. Iris and Snape returned the hug. "Mummy, Daddy, can I bring the kitty with me to the slumber party?" Lillian asked. "We talked it over with Mrs. Tene, and she said it was okay. But only if, you give your kitty a name first." Iris stated. "Okay, Okay, I'll name him...Midnight!" Lillian said, rushing to her room to get her things. Iris smiled, leaning over the table to kiss Snape. "She's so happy." Snape said. He looked over at his wife, seeing a nostalgic look in her eyes.
"I remember my 9th birthday. I was in Azkaban and Sirius drew a cake for me in the dust." She shivered at the memory.
"Make A wish Kiddo"
She stood up, picking up dirty dishes. Snape knew how much she hated to mention Azkaban. Even Atticus who was across the table from them knew how his mother hated talking about it. "Mummy! Daddy! Me and Midnight are ready!" Lillian called out, her sleeping bag in hand with Midnight on her shoulder. Iris smiled as Snape got up to take Lillian. Iris hugged her daughter as she left. Atticus was sitting on the couch, watching them from a window.
Iris sat on the couch with her son. "How is it with your father?" Atticus shrugged. "Things have been okay. We miss you." Iris winced at the word 'We'. "And your father? He's okay?" "Yea." Atticus sat back, twitching his left foot as if he had something to say. "Mum, was Azkaban that bad?" He asked. Iris looked at her son, almost a man now. His brown eyes bore into hers, innocently asking for an answer. "Didn't your father say anything about it?" She asked, her voice lower than she planned. Atticus shook his head as Iris stood up. "Well, what was it like?" Atticus asked. Iris shook her head. "I refuse to relive it." was all she said. Atticus stood up. "Mum, I-" "I said no!!" Iris yelled, shaking her son by the shoulders.
Atticus was not one to let it go. Despite the fact he knew both his mother and father suffered still from Azkaban, he had to know. "Mum, Please-" the plate Iris was holding dropped, breaking at her bare feet, ignored by both of them. Iris put a hand to her face, fighting off impending tears. "They took everything...as if...I would never be happy again...As if Lily and James...they would have lived if I had stayed home that night. I heard that everytime they would come. I thought I would never feel anything...Happiness...Joy...Love...those feelings were something that was only a dream." She sobbed.
Atticus stared at his mother in shock. "When I left Azkaban...I still thought those feelings were gone forever. I couldn't smile...couldn't laugh...I couldn't bear to try. It was months before I could feel happiness and know that I was alive again." Iris' fist landed on her leg. "They raped me!! They raped me of those years!!! They raped me of my childhood, any hopes, any dreams I had. And those basterds in the ministry...they let me and your father go there...they were content to let us rot there." "Mum-" Iris looked up at her son, tears running down her face.
"I look at Lillian now, I look at you now, I look at Vincent, and I reazile I would have died rather than have you go though the same hell as I went though. Atticus, Promise me, promise me as the oldest, you will never allow your siblings or yourself to suffer like I did." Atticus didn't move. Iris shook his by the shoulders. "Promise me!!" She demanded. "Okay Mum, I promise." His voice was clouded with unshed tears. Iris held her son to her, her fingers in his hair.
An hour later Atticus left his mother to pick out shards of china from her foot from when she stepped on the broken plate.
"I love you"
Iris watched her son leave with a sad smile on her face. "Ow, shit!!" She suddenly yelled pulling a large piece out of her big toe. Her hand rested on the kitchen table, meeting a note she had pulled from the front door that morning while everyone else was asleep. It was addressed simply with her first name. She unfolded the letter to show just four words written hastily.
I'm coming for you.
She stared at the words, reading them a thousand times. 'I'm coming for you' What the hell was that supposed to mean? Who was coming and why? She ripped up the piece of paper, throwing it in a waste basket. Limping to the back porch, she sat on a lawn chair with a book. "I'm just wait until Severus comes back. It must be some stupid joke or something." Her knees folded against her chest as she curled up to read 'A lesson before dying.' She was deeply engrossed in the novel when she heard someone come into the house. She stood up out of her curled up position.
"Severus? How did it go love?" She asked, walking into the house, the lights having been turned off. She heard footsteps in the living room and followed them. She moved to turn a light on when she was blinded by a light. Her eyes adjusted to see Peter Pettigrew holding his wand, shaking as he watched her. She pulled out her wand. "Get out of my house." She sneered. He smirked. "Y-you think I'm scared of you. Well I'm not. I trust you got my note." Peter said. Iris stayed guarded. "Yes I did. Quite a funny little joke I'd say but really Peter, it lacked some sort of...charm to it." "It wasn't a joke." Peter sneered.
"Really Peter, thats right up there when you 'didn't mean to' give Lily and James away to Voldemort. Merlin Peter, did you ever care for them at all?" Peter stepped closer to her, his wand now poking her chest. "How dare you think that!" "Think what Peter? That your a murdering, friend killing basterd?" Iris asked innocently, her wand poking his chest also. Peter's watery eyes were filled with rage as he pushed the woman to the ground. "Shut up! You think your brother and Sirius and Remus were so wonderful but they weren't!! They were cruel and mean and always led me around like a dog. Do you even know why they called me Wormtail?" He asked.
Iris shrugged. "I wouldn't know. I never busied myself in the past of vermin." Iris jumped up, getting her wand.
As they fought each other in the living room, Snape was coming though the front door, hearing the commotion in the living room. He ran to the living room to see Peter dodge a curse. Iris laughed as he threw it back at a couch. "Really Wormtail, is that all you got in you?" She said. "You'll regret that." "Ha, I regret nothing." said Iris. Peter stood up, wand ready. "Avada Kedavra" Iris gave a blood-crulding scream as a green light hit her chest, making her fall to her death. As she fell, her eyes were locked at Snape, nothing but fear and shock mixed into one.
Peter looked over to see Snape who was frozen to the spot. "Severus, I never meant to- I" He turned into a rat as Snape's wand was pointed at him, running away. Snape didn't follow him, feeling his legs were almost stuck to the spot he stood at. He dropped his wand, stumbling to his wife's dead body. He dropped to the ground and picked her up so she was on his lap. She was still warm, her blue eyes open in shock. Her mouth was wide open, almost as if she were merely asleep. Snape let out a loud sob, holding her to his chest.
"Merlin no! Not her! Please no!" He sobbed, holding on to her as if she was the last link to anything, rocking back and forth. Images flashed before his eyes, Iris as a young student, on thier wedding day, the day Lillian was born, the two of them in bed together. He shook his head, trying not to think of anything. He buried his face in Iris' hair, smelling the famliar scent once more as his heart broke and the warmth left her body. He looked up to see the ghost of Dumbledore. He was staring down at Snape and Iris, tears running down his face.
"Get away. Get away." Snape stood up, Iris at his feet. "You said everything would be okay. You said that everything would be okay as long as I did as you asked. Now look whats happened! She was the only person who turely loved me. Why? Why?" Snape screamed at the ghost. Dumbledore hung his head as he disappeared. "Go away then! Leave like you're good at! You left when I lost Lily and you leave now!" Snape moaned, doubling over as if in pain. His head came to rest on Iris' stomach.
"Hey! Hey! Anyone in there?" Snape didn't move at the sound of James' voice. "Hey! I thought we said we'd watch Lord of the Rings together! Don't chicken out on me Sis!" James was coming into the house, someone else with him. He heard footsteps coming towards them. "Hey! what's going on here?" Snape finally turned to James, who had dropped the movie he was holding in his hand. His eyes were wide in shock. Snape opened his mouth to explain when he was pushed away by James, who was pulling Iris' body up by the shoulders. "Sis? Sis! Come on Iris! Wake up!" He said desperately, shaking his younger sister.
"James? Whats going on?" Sirius asked, coming into the living room. He stopped at the sight. "SIS!! WAKE UP!!" James was bellowing at the top of his lungs, tears running down his face. Snape only watched, numb. Sirius watched this scene in shock, holding on to the doorway. He finally turned to Snape. "Who did this Snivellus?" Snape didn't answer. "Well, speak up! Was it you? WHO WAS IT?" Sirius demanded. Snape was oblivious to Sirius' demands, numb from the inside out. 'Iris is dead. You'll never see her again' He heard over and over in his thoughts. He covered his mouth against an oncoming sob.
Sirius pulled him up by the collar. "You basterd! You killed her, didn't you?" Snape was silent, shaking with unshed tears. "You did!!" James yelled, pulling out his wand. Snape wordlessly pulled away from both men, apprating away.
Hogwarts professor found dead: Husband wanted for questioning
Wife and mother to three found dead: Husband wanted
Hogwarts professor wanted for wife's death: 10 thousand Galleons reward
The headlines in the Daily Prophet were ran the next day as a search party went out to find Severus Snape. After three days, the party was released. Some say it was almost as if Snape had 'Disappeared into thin air'
News of Iris' death was recieved in many different ways. Atticus was violent and had to be held down by Sirius and James. Lillian denied it, thinking what they said to be a joke until she saw her mother's lifeless corpse. And Vincent, not understanding what death was, assumed his mother would wake up soon and play with him.
The funeral was a small one in the great hall of Hogwarts a week after what was to be Snape and Iris' tenth wedding anniversery. Iris' body was in a simple wooden coffin, she had requested many times to be cremated. Most of the people were friends and family and all of the professors in Hogwarts; The Weasely family, The Potter family, even Abeforth came despite the fact he had only met his niece a few times. Professor McGonagall was so hysterical she refused to look at the body. It was the only time she admitted in public that Iris was her daughter. As for the Weasely family, whom Iris was friends with, they took her death in different ways.
"I knew it! Knew the basterd would kill her!" Fred whispered to Geogre. "Will you two fuck off? Its a funeral, not a gossip forum!" Ginny snapped. Bill was watching as his best friend though Hogwarts lay in that coffin, eyes blank. He looked over to her children, to see how they were.
Lillian sat in the front row with the rest of the family, Elieen Snape next to her with Atticus on the other side. She was to live with Eileen until she turned seventeen and Atticus was to live with Sirius. As for Vincent, no one knew where he would go, though James and Lily offered to take him. Atticus looked over to the back rows to see Lucius Malfoy. He was dressed in black formal robes, his sliver cane in hand. His steely eyes were staring ahead, watching the funeral almost as if it was a very boring Quidditch match. 'Thats my mother in that coffin you basterd.' Atticus wanted to scream at the man.
At the end of the funeral, Hagrid brought a torch to the coffin, sending it aflame. Atticus watched the burning with everyone else, numb. He vaguely knew his father had an arm around his shoulder but other than that, all he was focused on were the flames.
On the grounds of Hogwarts, Atticus took Lillian and Vincent for a walk after thier mother's ashes were scattered into the lake. "Guys, I know whats happened is hard on you and I know we're going to be seperated." He sank to his knees to be level with his brother and sister. "I need you two to be careful. I need you both to be strong. Mum made me promise I'd protect you and I promise if you ever need me, I'll be there for both of you." Vincent squimed, as if he had something to say. "Will Mummy ever come home?" He asked, his big blue eyes looking up at Atticus. "No Vinnie, Mummy's never coming home. She went to heaven." He said, tears filling his eyes.
He pulled Lillian and Vincent to him in a tight hug. "I won't let anyone hurt you guys. I promise." He whispered. A shadow fell on the three children as Atticus broke away from the embrace. Atticus stood up and turned to find Lucius smirking at him. "A very touching family moment" He said smoothly. "What do you want?" Atticus said harshly to the older man. Lucius raised an eyebrow, looking very offended.
"I'm only here to bring my son to his new home." He said clamly. Atticus looked down at Vincent, who was holding on to his pant leg. "He doesn't even know you. He's not your son. Me and my father will take him." Atticus stood in front of his brother, willling to fulfill his promise. "You stupid boy. Your father already knows about this. How could he ever help you?" Lucius said, taking a step closer. Atticus held on to Vincent. "Leave us alone." He groweled. Lucius held up his wand. "Stupify!!" He called out, sending Atticus reeling into a tree nearby.
Lillian grabbed Vincent also. "Leave us alone you basterd!!" She screamed. Lucius laughed. "A strong word for such a young lady to be saying. Why don't you go play with your dollies?" Lucius pushed her away, picking up a now crying Vincent, carrying him away. Atticus stood up, running towards Lucius. He was about to catch up when James caught him, holding him down. "Atticus, we have to let him go." James said calmly as Atticus fought him.
Lillian watched the struggle with tears in her eyes. Finally she dropped to the ground, crying her little heart out. "Lillian?" She looked up to see her aunt Lily kneeling next to her. Lily sighed, pulling her niece into her arms. "Its okay Sweetie. Its okay. You'll be fine." Lily crooned. Lillian's sobs lowered but she was still shaking. "But Daddy- he would never hurt Mummy. He wouldn't have killed Mummy." Lillian sobbed. Lily rocked her back and forth like an infant. "I know, I know. But until we find who did, your daddy will need to go for questioning. Its okay baby. Your going with grandma and you always have fun at grandma's, don't you?" Lillian nodded against Lily's chest.
"Do you want help packing for Grandma's house?" Lillian nodded again. Lily smiled, pulling out a tissue. "Here you go. Dry your eyes and we'll pack when we get back, okay?" Lillian looked up at her aunt. "Everything will be okay, right?" Lily smiled. "Everythine will be fine."