The war raged on as background noise, your desperate attempts to save your beloved husband was the only thing you could focus on.

It was all a rather confusing situation; you’d been there by his side as you watched Draco disarm Dumbledore- and you had softly pleaded with him to do the right thing.

Being Severus’ spouse, you knew of the deal cut between him and the headmaster, so you had barely protested when the deed had been done. It’s what Dumbledore wanted, after all.

And now, you were pleading before the dark lord himself that this stupid old wand didn’t belong to Severus, it’s loyalty didn’t lie with him.

Probably the most terrifying job you’ve ever had, to have to find reason in the dark lord. He was trying to kill your husband, and you knew that would ruin you. He was the love of your life after all.