The Potions Master held a glass of fire whiskey in his hands as he stared blankly into the flames of the fireplace.

Its heat brought no warmth,no comfort.

He only felt the cold.

The one window in the whole room flashed,reflecting the light from the lightening and thunder,sounding distant,filled the room.

There were times when he would sit hours on end brooding of his time in Hogwarts and the Potter boy.Summers drinking his feelings and thoughts away.Dumbledore knew of course but let it be.

While sitting arm chair his gaze went to his glass that glistened in the fires light giving the liquid a golden orange glow.Its light reflected off his deep black eyes,as he continued to stare his mind went off to the reason why he sat here with a fire whiskey in his hand.

>>>>>>>>>>>>Dream>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Severus stood in a field of tall green grass.The wind blow through his jet black shoulder length hair as the sun shone down at him.He felt as if he could be here forever.As if he was meant to here,but with someone.Who?

Something grabbed his hand and for some reason it sent sparks up his arm and made his legs feel like jelly.His heart unwilling skipped a beat.

He gave a small gasp at this.

Looking down he came face to face with a man whos own face was blurred by the bright sun.But he could faintly make out a smile and black unruly hair.Though he tried to block the sun he still could see him completely.Something in him wanted to see him all of him.To see the color of he his eyes.Why did he want to see?

Why is this familiar?I should remember this?Who is this?

"Who are you?"He asked quietly.

Though he was quiet the unnamed man heard and his smile twisted a bit into a sad one.He turned away looking ahead,"So beautiful isn't it Severus?"

The sound of his name come from this mans lips made him feel as if he was floating.He looked at him trying to memorize everything he can see,"Yes."

"But you don't r-"He choked as is he was forced to keep the words in.

Severus held him as he nearly fell,"Are you alright?"

"Please.....please."He sobbed into his chest

"What?"Tears began to brew in his own eyes.

Why am I crying?

"Please just let me-"

He was forcibly pulled from his embrace making him feel empty.

"No,"Severus sobbed out as he reached out ton him but his legs wouldn't move.

The once green field burst into flames as the sun dimmed more and more the farther the unnamed man got.

"WAIT!"

The man tried to reach out to him,"Severus!"

Everything went dark.

He was alone.

>>>>>>>>>>>>End>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

At that same moment as he bolted up with tears in his eyes Severus felt a burst of familiar magic.

It was both good and evil.

More bad then good.

More good then bad.

So many thing were coming all at once.

Who was that?

Was it just a dream?

His face felt wet.

Why am I crying?

What was that magic?

Who did it belong to?

He felt his throat close and he let out a chocked sob.

Why does it feel like I'm missing something?

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BONUS:Back when his memory was changed.

His held Lily in his arms as he cried.

Why am I crying?

I don't feel sad.

You love Lily.

That's right I love Lily.

James Potter,you despise him.

I despise him.

You hate his son.

I hate his son.

Memories of things that never happened filled his head.

From the shadows Dumbledore smirked evilly at the scene.

All the pieces are set on the chest board,He thought,You better hurry up and come back Tom before I get bored and do everything myself.