The Burning Pen

"What Was I Thinking" Series
"#2 ~ What Was I Thinking ~ Part 2"
by Ruth Solomon

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CHAPTER 11

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to JKR. All situations are mine. No $$$ is being made from this fanfic.
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Chapter 11 ~ When an Angel Comes

Severus awoke screaming, tongues of fire licking his body. He danced in agony on a white-hot floor of shifting stone, lava leaking between the undulating seams. Flames surrounded him, seeming to have a hungry life of their own as they consumed him, scorching his body, causeing his flesh to bubble, burst and melt from his bones. He screamed in unearthly agony, and tried to gasp for breath, but a terrible heat scored his throat as if he swallowed burning coals. This was it, his judgement. He had died and was in Hell. There was no wonderful oblivion waiting for him. No eternal peace. Only suffering. Eternal torment and suffering. The stench of his own burning flesh filled his nostrils, he was all blackened bone now, but still he suffered. Still he burned. Acrid smoke rolled from his frame. He ignited, a man made entirely of flame. A howl of misery welled up from his very soul, long and filled with every note of pain he had ever sung in his dark, miserable life.

Severus!

He heard a voice calling him.

“Go back!” he screamed as the flames rolled over him.

Severus, I’m here. I’m here!

Horror filled his pain-wracked brain. He knew that voice!

“No, go back, please!” he screamed hysterically, flailing his arms of fire “You’ll burn!”

The voice was closer now.

I’m here, Severus. It will be all right.

A sudden coolness washed over him. And relief. The flames died away and he was left in floating in a blessed darkness. He felt whole again, his smoldering flesh and bone restored. He hovered there, in that deep, comforting dark. The scent of jasmine enveloped and soothed him.

Rest. Rest now...my love.

He drew a long breath, and sank into the oblivion he longed for.

Maybe the gods had forgiven him.


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