(( Aww, this makes me sad L Chapter 58... The FINAL chapter in Other Evils in this World. Shame L Isn't it? *sigh* BUT luckily I have an idea for another fan fiction spontaneously taking shape in my head and at the end of this chapter I will happily provide a link to it for you all to go and begin reading that one if you like :D HOPEFULLY you'll like that one as much as this one xD The other one will be a little easier to work with since the characters aren't continuously written about in HP (yes it's another HP fanfic lol) so I have more options to work with them J Any who! Please enjoy this final chapter and let me all know what you think after you've read it : 3 ))

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"She's so weird. She always walks around out there, and she'll sometimes sit near that tomb for hours. it's not healthy," said a young Gryffindor boy.

"I don't know… I think she's just… sad…" said a slightly younger and shorter Gryffindor boy.

The other frowned. "Why are you sticking up for her? Doesn't she absolutely hate you?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. She doesn't seem particularly fond of me, but I suppose she;s entitled to dislike me if she wants," he pointed out.

The other boy rolled his eyes and shook his head. "You're too nice and understanding sometimes…"

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"You aren't eating again?"

The headmistress shook her head, twisting the ring upon her wedding finger absently. "I haven't been feeling well all day. I don't feel like having dinner tonight…" she murmured.

The professor frowned. "You've said that for the last few weeks… You've been skipping breakfast, lunch and dinner. Sometimes all three meals in the entire day."

She shrugged indifferently. "It isn't any of your concern whether I choose to eat or not… go do what you're paid to do, and let me do what I need to in my own way," she said with slight irritation seeping into her voice.

He sighed, giving up as he always did and nodded, excusing himself and left the office.

"You know it is unhealthy, the state that you've allowed yourself to reach," said a woman's voice.

The headmistress sighed and closed her eyes. "Minerva, I have told you as well as many others to stop being so concerned about my health. I am doing what I choose to and nothing any of you say will change it…"

Minerva McGonagall, who sat up in her portrait upon the wall sighed and essentially chose not to get into an argument with the relatively young headmistress.

It was quiet for some time before there was a sudden knock.

The headmistress of Hogwarts looked up and frowned slightly. "Enter," she called calmly.

The door to her office opened and in strode a young boy, dark hair and a pair of bright green eyes.

The headmistress recognized him immediately. Her eyes narrowed the slightest bit. "Albus Severus Potter… what may I do for you?" she asked.

He looked nervous. "Evening professor… Well… I know the lists for who's staying here and who's going home over the holidays have already been written up, but… I was wondering if it might be possible to change my mind?" he asked.

She raised a brow. "Why?"

"Well, I thought at first that I wanted to stay here for Christmas with some friends, but… I think I miss home a lot more than I thought I would, so… I was hoping maybe I can go home after all?"

Green eyes met green and there was a moment of silence before the headmistress nodded. "Done… I'll have you put onto the home bound list by the end of tonight…" she said calmly.

He looked visibly relieved by this and smiled. "Thank you, Professor Snape," he said, smiling with new confidence as he strode back out the door and out to where his friends probably waited for him.

She watched him go, her eyes narrowing further when he turned around the thick wooden doorway, darkening her expression beneath her dark layer of bangs, the rest of her hair held up and fastened into a high ponytail, her jet black hair cascading over her shoulder and down to her lap like a raven black waterfall.

"Why do you make it so obvious that you are displeased with his existence?" asked a deep voice.

She closed her eyes for a minute and licked her lips to moisten them a little. "Because seeing him a constant remind that his father is the reason you're dead…" she said calmly.

A sigh issued from one of the paintings. "Lilia…"

She frowned, twisting the ring around her wedding finger again, looking at the way the diamonds and emerald caught the light so well. "Don't tell me I'm being a brat, Severus… I can dislike whoever I choose to. You should know this well enough," she shot at him.

He frowned, looking at her. He then crossed his arms and parted his lips which had been set in a grim line for a while. "Go and eat dinner…" he ordered.

She smirked faintly. "You can't order me around, Severus. And no. I'm not feeling well…"

He narrowed his eyes from inside his portrait as he looked at her. "It's more than you just not feeling well, isn't it…?" he asked solemnly after a while.

She shrugged indifferently.

He frowned. "You weren't this sick last year. What's going on?"

She glanced up at him. Those black locks of hair, those dark eyes, that hooked nose… every time she looked at him, her heart ached terribly to have him alive again, to feel him, breathe in his scent, to see him in the halls… It took her breath away, painfully every time.

"Nothing is going on…" she finally said stubbornly.

He was about to argue with her for the hundredth time since school had begun that year, but was interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Enter," the dark haired headmistress said.

The door opened and in strode a uniformed young man of about 18 or 19. His hair was a deep black, and his eyes were a dark color as well. His face was gentle looking, no doubt the face inherited from a mother.

"Professor Snape," he addressed the headmistress, bowing his head. "I've just come to deliver this from the Ministry," he said, producing a folder from within his dark jacket, holding it out to her.

Lilia reached out for it and grasped it but dropped it when a noticeable shiver travelled up her spine, making her lose her grip when her hand failed for a moment.

The young man frowned, stooping to pick up the dropped folder and then looked at her. "Professor… mum… you can't keep doing this to yourself," he said insistently.

"Doing what?" Severus asked.

The young man looked up at the portrait of his father and sighed. "She hasn't told you, has she?"

Severus' eyes darkened. "What? She hasn't told me what, Severus?"

Lilia frowned, closing her eyes. "Shut up."

Severus Jr. frowned, looking at his mother. "Mum, you're weak, you're ill… you have to do something about it. You have to get the help you need to get better…" he pleaded.

She shook her head, her green eyes looking up at her son. "No. I'm doing what I decided I would do a long time ago… I'm welcoming the end that comes my way, regardless of whether it will be a painful one or not…"

"You're only thirty five!" Severus growled from his portrait. "Why are you being a foolish and stubborn woman and refusing help?"

She remained silent for a while and then sighed. "Thankyou, Severus…" she said, picking up the folder again and opened it, glancing through at the contents. "I suppose you'll be needing to get back to the Ministry?"

He nodded curtly, looking at her with concern in the eyes he'd inherited from his father. He was smart enough to know his mother had ended the argument right there by changing the topic so suddenly. "I'll see you over the holidays?" he asked.

She nodded. "I'll be home…" she said calmly, looking down, her delicate and lovely face obscured slightly by her long, dark hair.

He sighed and glanced up at the portrait of his father again, bowing his head and turned to go so he could return to his work at the Ministry.

Severus watched his son go, looking silent and brooding as always. He then looked at Lilia quietly. "He's grown…"

She paused in her reading and sighed. "He looks almost just like you…"

He rolled his eyes. "He'd inherited your face… fortunate that he should, too…" he muttered.

She scowled up at his portrait.

He looked at her quietly. "Why are you refusing to do what both him, I and everyone else ask you to do?" he asked.

She gazed up at him silently and then turned away slowly. "Because… right now, I am dying…" she said calmly. "When I die, I'll be able to finally rejoin you…"

He frowned at this. "What do you mean you're dying?"

She smirked weakly. "The same illness that took my mother's life is now staking its claim on mine… and I am willingly submitting myself to it. I won't fight it. I won't deny it. I will go when the time comes… in a matter of months now I suppose…" she shrugged. "Perhaps it will happen over the summer… either way. I have grown ill and I am ready to let go and move in," she said.

He looked at her steadily. "And you would leave Severus behind?"

She sighed. "He's a grown man, Severus… he understands…"

He frowned. "Not from what I saw. He seems one of the most desperate to see you grow healthy… to live…" he said.

She looked up at him. "I have not lived at all since the day you died nineteen years ago," she said. "I have not smiled, laughed or felt a thing since I saw you lying there, dead in the boathouse…" she told him.

He sighed, crossing his arms again which he'd done a lot lately while conversing and arguing with Lilia. He knew what she said was true though. Over the last few years she'd been headmistress, he could see the light which had been there before after much hard work, had gone out… no doubt since the day he'd died.

She watched him do so and smirked. "Your son is the only person who told me he understands why I do the things I do and don't do… he may not like it… but he understands why I have submitted to the fate sent my way," she said.

He frowned. As did several other previous headmasters and headmistress.

"You cannot make me change my mind… none of you in here can. I've decided for myself what I want, and I will get it whether you want me to or not…" she said. "It is my decision, ultimately…"

Severus looked at the woman who he'd felt nothing but love for all these last twenty some years. Someone who had stolen his heart as a girl, and still made him love her even as a woman.

He'd wanted nothing more than to be with her and keep her by his side, as selfish as the idea was, a small piece of him selfishly desired her to die and rejoin him so he could be with her again… but not like this. He still loved her and did not wish for her to give up and let herself die just to be with him again. He knew she would not listen to reason, but it still made him want to argue with her in the issue. Try to convince her that she didn't have to let herself die. But the argument was lost…

He knew his son had accepted Lilia's decision and so he supposed he could only accept hers now as well and welcome her when she died one day in the near future.

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Eventually she did… Lilia Snape… that was the name she chosen to carry after she'd given birth to her first child at the age of seventeen, and it was the name she had died with, a little before the summer of that year.

After a long process, she had been granted the name, as had her son, whom she named after his father. A father he would not get the chance to meet in person ever… A father Lilia could only tell him about as much as she could, until she'd decided she would become headmistress and see him once again.

When she'd passed away, submitting to the illness which had tortured her for several months, Severus, her son, had mourned her death. He'd understood why she let go, why she couldn't bring herself to live without the one man she loved more than anything in the world.

He didn't hate her for it… He didn't even see a reason to tell her he forgave her, because he felt she'd done nothing wrong.

As a child, Severus had seen the effects of a long dead lover had had on his mother. She had told him about his father, done what most mothers did, provided for him, given him a home and cared for him… but she'd been empty. He'd always seen that.

When she died though and he attended her funeral, he could see that emptiness had disappeared… She'd reunited with the man she loved dearly, even if it meant leaving her son behind in the world of the living.

Severus loved both his parents, even if he didn't quite know his father, and his mother had been distant and unresponsive for a long time… But they were still his parents. The ones who'd given him a chance at life, and for that, he could never hate either one of them for abandoning him.

"It is with deep sorrow and deep unmoving love… that I say how I hope Lilia Snape… finds the peace and love she'd lost in this world… in the next…" he concluded his speech during his mothers funeral.

He recognized the Pyrites family, who had looked after him and his mother when she had been only a young mother, trying so hard to go to school, work hard to reach the goal she'd set for herself, as well as trying to give her son a family. In many ways they were his family… Declan and Tamora being like his grandparents and Felix and Mary-emma, his uncle and aunt… He cherished them and all they'd done for him and his mother when they'd lived with them several years ago. And here they were, like a real family, as though attending the funeral of their own child or sibling… For that, he was grateful as well.

He stood with them when they buried Lilia in a plot beside someone named Dawn. He hadn't known much about this Dawn girl, but from what he did know, she was someone who had died protecting his mother nineteen years before, and for that, he held respect for the faceless girl. He hoped his mother might find her in the afterlife as well eventually…

After some time, the funeral dissipated and Severus kissed his mother's black marble headstone, looking at the inscription above her birth and death date upon it with a mix of sadness and love.

Here lies Lilia Snape,

A loving and beloved mother, wife, and Headmistress…

He'd known his mother and his father had never truly married, but he'd insisted the inscription be placed there, knowing it would make both his parents proud if they could ever see it. Not only that, he knew it would make his mother happy, having watched her twirl the ring his father had given her many years ago, which she'd eventually moved to her wedding finger in a loving gesture, so others would know her heart was taken.

With that last glance, he turned and walked away, the wind picking up and brushing a few leaves past his mother's grave and into the air lightly.

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It was like being alive again…

Lilia knew she was dead, but… she was there… and so was he… Her eyes were widened for a while before she took a step in his direction. She suddenly felt like a child all over again, not like the thirty five year old woman she had become in the years apart from him.

"Severus…?" she whispered.

He nodded, looking at her.

She swallowed. "Is this truly real…?" she asked.

He nodded again. He then held out his hand to her, his dark eyes unwavering as he looked upon her, the woman who still held only love for him even after all this time. "Come…" he uttered calmly and quietly in his calculated and deep tone.

She looked at him, her green eyes meeting his and she walked towards him, taking his hand and then genuinely smiled for the first time in over nineteen years.

He smirked faintly, holding her hand in his own.

And they kissed… in over nineteen years they had not been able to touch one another, but now… they were together again, and forever would be. Or so Lilia would like it to be…

When they parted, she looked at him with only love in her eyes, which until then had remained deadened and hollow since his death.

She was with him again… even if they were both dead in reality… she was with him again, and his arms around her waist felt real enough… That was all that mattered to her… Nothing else…

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(( SOOOO there you have it O_O The final chapter in my beloved baby of a fan fiction :D I HOPE you all enjoyed it and weren't disappointed by the ending even though it was rather cliché xDD BUT whatever lol :P ALSOOOOO really sorry about me re-uploading the chapter like four thousand time this morning xD I would upload it and then remember I wanted to add something in again and then delete then re-upload and wow... just was not prepared for all the sudden lines I wanted to tweak xDDD but anyways I liked it and so THERE xDD Blah lol So as promised :D Here is the link to my next fan fiction between Lucius Malfoy and another OC ;)

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