1 Ashes and tears

He sobbed. He sobbed with his head buried in her red hair. Her body was cold, white as chalk. Her eyes were wide but emotionless, so he closed her eyelids. Because he couldn't bear them. Yes, he was sad when he got the news when she got married, had a baby. He wanted her to be his. But here she was, in flesh and bones but her soul gone. His life was now meaningless, he felt useless. He couldn't protect her. From the dark lord. From his fellow death eaters. From the prophecy that he conveyed to the Dark Lord. He had told the headmaster that they'd attack. He broke his trust. But right now, Severus was far away from feeling betrayal. He wasn't able to feel anything other than immense loss, pain, regret and grief. He was lost, as his Lily was dead, due to his deeds. With the death of the love of his life, his life lost its meaning. Fresh bream of tears fell from his eyes.

"I am sorry, Lily. I failed you." He wanted her to respond, anything even a slap, but deep down he knew it would never happen. He wanted her. He needed her to live to breathe, but she was gone. And it was his fault, he thought, partially or fully.

When destiny turned around and saw a Kuekuatseu. He was howling for his lover, for the moon. He could never see her, touch her or feel her again. And that Kuekuatseu was Snape.