Eternal Confinement: When Lily's Soul is Reborn in Slytherin
Dumbledore thrust the green-eyed baby into my arms, his black robe stained with milk.
Eleven years later, the Sorting Hat shouted "Slytherin", causing an uproar in the auditorium.
I blocked all doubts: "Who said green eyes cannot belong to Slytherin?"
Her fingertips traced her silver and green badge, and her surname was Snape from now on.
"Lillian Snape," I hissed, "if your cauldron blows up, the whole school will be under my control—"
The night before the battle, I mixed a sleeping pill into Lemon Olaf.
Engraved on the cellar door: "If the cellar collapses, there will be light in the darkest place."
After returning from the bloody bath, she found new words on the bottom of the green apple bottle beside her pillow: "Always means protecting your dreams."
Lily's shadow smiled in the healing golden light.
When the contract seal wrapped around her ring finger, Potter whispered: "She just needs to be a little girl."
I held the back of her head and deepened the kiss: "Eternal confinement... Implemented immediately."
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