[A furrow appears between his brows. There hadn't been time to reason out why Voldemort had failed in killing Harry. He had assumed it had been something about Harry. Something special. He was the child of prophecy, after all. Never in a million years could he have guessed that it was only because Lily had died for him. She had been right there. Within reach of the crib. She had been standing right there, shielding him, when Voldemort entered the room.

He chewed on his lip. Shouldn't Snape want this to change? If Voldemort had been well and truly gone, all because of that sacrifice, shouldn't he want him to bring back James and Lily? Then it was back to war, back to fighting, back to Death Eaters vs. the Order. And Voldemort would be there, as strong as ever. As unstoppable as ever.

He looked away. He had to know. Because this didn't make any sense, and if he was going take a word of this for truth, there was a question he needed answered. Whether Snape would answer it or not was beyond his control. He returned his gaze to the screen.]

Everything changes, and you don't want everything to change. Which begs the question - Why would you want Voldemort to stay dead?