"What is he doing?" Helena's tone carried a hint of surprise. In her eyes, Snape had suddenly fallen under some illusion, gazing foolishly at the Black Lake, a flush spreading across his sallow face. Together with his occasional muttering, it made the old bat look especially eerie.
"Your mother made the stone you just picked up into a replica Resurrection Stone..." Allen said quietly. "Severus saw the person he loved most... Unlike the real one, which can more or less draw back a bit of the soul, Helena, this replica your mother made only drew out Snape's memories of Harry's mother and his fantasies about Harry's mother, making them manifest before him... like those headmaster portraits in my office."
"Even the grandest opera must come to an end, and even the most prosperous golden age will decline. His love became eternal and undying with her passing." As Luna spoke, she happened to see Snape's lovestruck expression. "...Why does that look in his eyes feel a little disgusting?"
"Miss Klivert looks at dad like that too," Helena suddenly took the opportunity to mock her father as well.
His daughter's sudden attack caught Allen unprepared, so he could only pretend not to have heard and turn his attention to Snape. He said loudly, "Severus, there are still a few things I need to tell you about this stone."
But at this moment, Snape could not hear any other sounds at all. Immersed in his own world, he ignored all movement from outside and spoke to the projection before him that only he could see.
A moment later, Lily suddenly vanished from in front of Snape like an illusory bubble.
That made the Slytherin head of house scramble forward, reaching out to keep her, but all he caught was air. He abruptly lowered