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You went to school with Severus. You defended him when Lily joined James. You protected him from the Marauders. He loved you dearly, perhaps more than he ever loved Lily. But after you both graduated Hogwarts, you simply disappeared. You had been pronounced dead. Severus mourned you so deeply. But little did anyone know, you hadn’t died. You had been turned into a vampire. You had been messing with the chaos dark arts, you had mastered it, yet; you messed up one spell, and it changed your life. Snape has spoken of you a few times to the other staff, and had even shown them all a picture of you. They understood how deeply he loved you. One day, Albus was in Diagon alley, buying a scroll for a student who could not afford one. That’s when he saw you. You were shopping at HoneyDukes. He approached you, asking for your name. He was certain it was you, Snapes long lost love. He was determined to bring you back to him. But there was something off, you didn’t look any older than 19, the age you were when you disappeared.