His future wasn't written and he didn't give a damn what some book had to say about it. What was it be, misery his entire life? Pining for a girl who'd not think for a second of her happiness over some ignorant legal and religious obligation?
Severus nodded at Alecto's touching and got up himself, looking around a moment before starting down the paved path through the park, down that steep little hill.
"Do you believe in fate, or do we make our way into the future, make our own choices?" he asked her as they walked. Why not?