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thinkofengland · Lightweight Joined: 09 Aug 2007 Posts: 4

I have written a fanfic trying my hardest to bring *some* kind of reprive for Snape lovers given the turn of events in HPDH.

*THIS FICTION CONTAINS MAJOR SNAPE SPOILERS FOR BOOK 7*

Title: You Never Knew How Loved You Were
Author: Heather
Characters/Pairings: Voldemort, OC, Hermione, Snape, Severus/OC (Unrequited)
Disclaimer: I 'own' only Evelyn, everything else is sadly not mine to claim.
Summary: One woman is determinded that Severus must realise what he means to her before it's too late.

This story is, first and foremost, a little rushed, I must apologise. I have just read Snape's death once again and am high on the emotion that the thought of the magical world losing it's sexiest anti-hero brings. The idea is that I, as the narrator/author, am Evelyn, a 26-year-old witch and part of Dumbledore's Army, accompanying the trio to the Shrieking Shack in time to see Severus being cornered by Voldemort and Nagini, still in her protective magical binds. Although my heart melted when it was revealed that Snape had been deeply in love for much of his life, I was also so upset that he'd never known what it was to be loved in return, so wrote this little alternative farewell to our fave Potions Master showing that he was, indeed, the object of someone's affections.

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"I regret that I must do this, Severus" said Voldemort, his face contradicting his barely warm sentiments, his inhuman mouth turned up in the smallest sneer as he glanced towards the giant snake in the corner of the room. Nagini's magical bonds broke with a swift flick of the Dark Lord's wand, an action that seemed to Harry to be careless, almost lazy. Nagini fell to the floor and made her way impossibly quickly to Voldemort's side, as my Snape looked up at the evil creature with a mix of horror, understanding and fear on his face. Harry opened his mouth to cry out a warning; what he hoped to achieve, I didn't know, but at that moment I think he knew in his heart of hearts that Snape was innocent and he was in mortal trouble. I could tell Harry was about to make a move that would put himself in the same mortal danger, and whispered the same spell that Dumbledore had cast on Harry seconds before he'd died the year before. Harry froze under his cloak, and I signaled to Ron and Hermione to stay hidden and silent, no matter what. Making my way carefully, quietly, quickly to the crack in the door where Harry had been hiding, I took in the sight before me in abject horror. My Severus, the man I'd loved since was 13, now gazed down at the dark, evil snake that writhed impatiently at Voldemort's side, waiting for the moment she was ordered to strike. I frantically racked my mind for the best course of action; death wasn't something I feared myself but I knew I couldn't just go barging in for fear of bringing Voldemort's attention to Harry, Ron and Hermione who remained hidden in the narrow, ramshackle corridor behind me. Severus turned nervously to look behind him and I shrunk back quickly in case I was spotted lurking behind the door. I was sure that the occupants of the shack could hear my heart beating, it felt as if it would fly out of my throat, and was beating so fast with my fear for Severus that I wondered whether it was now humming rather than beating.

Voldemort's icy, humourless laugh bought me back to Earth with a shudder. "You never fail to amaze me, Severus. After all this time, you still expected someone to come to your rescue? Severus; why have you never listened to me? No-one cares about you," he hissed. "Lily never loved you. Lily Potter got exactly what she deserved, and she did so as the foolish but devoted wife of one of your sworn enemies. Everyone you ever met despised you, Severus, even if they were forced by common courtesy to tolerate you. You were never loved, and only love would have bought someone to your aid now." Voldemort's cruel, mocking voice cut through me and as much as I wanted to move I found myself rooted to the spot. For a moment I wondered whether one of the young teens in the shadows behind me had cast a Stunning spell over me, but the next second I realised it was simply fear that had paralysed me. As I watched, my heart in my throat, time slowed down. Voldemort uttered a command in Parseltongue and Nagini struck. As she wound her body around Severus' frail frame and sank her fangs into his pale skin, a tragic, agonised scream filled the air. I realised with a shock that it was me screaming and all caution was thrown into the wind as I burst through the door to the shack and rushed to Snape's side. Nagini had now released Severus's body and he fell, gasping to the floor, the life draining from him even as I watched. All thoughts of the young wizards and witch in the corridor, and awareness of the presence of the Dark Lord and his Horcrux pet were pushed to the back of my mind as I fled across the floor to my love's side.

"Severus?" I whispered hoarsely as I sank down beside him, laying my hands futilely on his chest, as if I could keep his heart beating merely by that simple gesture.

"Severus... darling. It's me, it's... it's Evelyn." Severus raised his head weakly and looked directly at me for a brief second, before laying back down, his breath becoming shorter and more erratic by the second. I looked around, frantically searching for something, anything, to save Severus, to buy him more time. I glanced up to see the hated face of Tom Riddle gazing down at me with an expression of mild amusement on his face as he watched my despair and Severus' suffering. A rush of hate flooded through me, but I forced myself not to act on that, he was my one chance to save Severus. "Please?" I asked, my voice breaking as tears flooded down my cheeks, leaving tears tracks in the dirt covering my face.

The mocking answer I had expected never came; Riddle merely stood motionless, enjoying the show, as if entranced by the suffering he watched before him. I closed my eyes as great sobs wracked my body and I turned my attention back to the dying man on the floor beside me. It physically hurt me to breathe, and my heart broke slowly as I watched the light fade from the black eyes I had always longed to see gazing at me the same way he had once looked at Lily Evans.

"Evelyn?" he murmured quietly.

I couldn't reply, choked up as i was, but I took his hand in mine and squeezed it, a rush of emotion flooding through me as he drew up the little strength he had left to return my loving gesture.

"I'm here," I finally managed to reply, and somewhere far far above us I cold hear Voldemort's high pitched laugh echoing. But Severus and I were the only two people in existence as far as I was concerned and I had so much I had to tell him. He had to know, I couldn't let this heroic, misunderstood man die so horrifically and add to his pain by letting him think Voldemort had been telling the truth; that he was going to die unloved.

"I... you... Severus, I've always loved you. I love you so much, please don't go. Please... God I've loved you since we met, and I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry I never gathered the courage to tell you how I felt. Sev, if nothing else, please show me you understand what I'm saying - that you're so loved. And I... you're a hero, Severus. I know you never wanted to be seen like that, but you are a good man and.... I know I was never more than a friend to you, I know you had one love of your life and it was never going to be me; but Severus, I know something about unrequited love and you were mine." My words came flooding out, I didn't even realise what I was saying. I was pouring my heart out and I realised my heart had overuled my head once again. Emotion flooded over me as Severus tried to speak, but found himself unable to do so. Knowing we had only seconds left, I finally realised hat I had to do. As the life ebbed from my love's body, I bent my head, tears splashing down my cheeks and falling onto his pale skin, and pressed my lips against his. As a lifetime of love, loneliness and regret drove my passion, I broke away from Severus, before placing a tender kiss on his forehead as he took his last breath, his hand falling from mine as my anguish forced me to sit back on my heels and weep as though my heart was breaking. "Severus," I whispered once again as I slid my hand in to the fold of my robes and pulled out my wand. At this, Voldemort seemed to snap out of his reverie and opened his mouth to issue a dire warning, raising his own wand. My voice shook as I began my incantation, my hand shaking violently as I pointed it vaguely in the direction of the Dark Lord. Whether he anticipated what I was about to do, or felt confident that he could move so much faster than a young woman who was out of her mind with grief, he didn't move as I opened my mouth.

"Avada..." I said shakily, placing one hand on Severus' chest. Voldemort tensed, preparing to kill rather than be killed, but I no longer cared. I turned my wand to point directly at my own chest, and with a final silent prayer, uttered my last word.

"KEDAVRA!"

***

In a flash, Voldemort Disapparated from the shack, Nagini disappearing alongside. Hermione, tears streaming down her shocked face, rushed through the door to the shack and stood mere feet away from the tragic sight before her. Snape; the one time bane of their student lives and later on a seemingly sinister and evil enemy, lay before them, black hair covering his face and crimson blood staining the ground around him. Evelyn, the young brunette who had secretly adored this unlovable creature for half of her life and who had preferred to die than live without him, lay covering his chest, her hand resting lightly on his throat, covering his fatal wound. As the boys walked slowly to stand at Hermione's side, she spoke to no-one in particular, her voice cracked with emotion.

"I wonder... if only he'd known of her love. Maybe... things would have been so different. It could have al been so very different."

Beth · Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2007 2:02 pm Post subject:

Fantastic!!
That actually made me feel better after reading the book.
That was fantastic, JK should have written that instead of the sudden death she gave him.
your an excellent writer!

Beth
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Wow. You have fantastic writing skills. You should definitely write some more stories!
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