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Entry tags:	author: janus, char: abraxas, char: narcissa, char: snape, prompt: late

slytherin100 #38 Late
Title: The Late...
Character(s): Severus, Abraxas, Narcissa
Pairing(s): Severus/Abraxas (Gen)
Rating: G
Warning(s): None
Challenge(s): slytherin100 prompt 38 Late
Word count: 100
Author's notes: X-posted. The characters were supposed to be a surprise. 8^P

After other mourners had filed away, Severus returned to the sepulchre, moving across the grounds in the shadows. His superstitious fingers stroked the cold white marble above the body. The body, not the soul.

"Father." Not his father, but alone he permitted himself this. "You taught me. You made me. What will become of me now?"

He lay prostrate, cold close-cropped grass absorbing his tears. Severus never cried, but now shook silently, bereft.

"You kept me when there was nowhere else."

Narcissa found him, comforting hand at his shoulder. No one touched him. "Come. Abraxas would not have wanted this."