Snape sighed. “Lily’s gone.”
“What do you mean, ‘Lily is gone’?” asked Dumbledore.
Dumbledore held up his hand. Severus fell silent.
Dumbledore reached for a flask of Calming Draught. He handed it to Severus, who downed it immediately.
“Now, Severus, if you want to repeat what you attempted to say…”
“Potter sent a spell my way and Lily jumped in front of me.”
“What spell?” asked Dumbledore.
“Evanesco,” responded Severus immediately.
“This,” said Dumbledore, “could be very serious.”
“Wha- what do you mean?” stuttered Severus, nervously.
“Do you recall the color of the sparks that came out of the wand of Mr. Potter? The color,” said Dumbledore walking around his office, “corresponds with the amount of strength… power, this spell contained. The sparks are… crucial.”
“Green,” said Severus.
Dumbledore stood. “Stay here, Mr. Snape, and do not leave your seat. I am going to fetch Professor McGonagall and her two students who are responsible for this,” said Dumbledore.