[En-OS] If anything goes wrong

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Så här är min första ff på den forum! Det är på engelska därför att min svenska är inte tillräckligt bra för mig att skriva en ff. Men jag vet att ni svenska folk talar väldigt bra engelska så jag hoppas att ni ska tycker det om!

Jag hoppas att det är okej om jag gör inte en presentation om min fanfic, men det skulle skämma bort ni allt.

Så, det är för alla (G rating) men det finns död i min one shot så om du är för känsling, läser inte!

Jag hoppas att du gillar det och jag väntar på deras tillkännagivande!

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I was alone in that dark room, sit in a chair which seemed as if it was going to collapse any moment now.

He had told me I had to wait until he comes for me. How long did it take? I didn't know anymore.

It seemed like time passed on me as a drop of water on sand. I could feel it, but not realize it was here. My mind was so confused, and my eyes so dry. I had stared to one point so long that I didn't know anymore if my eyes were closed or open.

He said he would come. Where was he now? Had something gone wrong?

He said that I didn't have to get involved with all this. That I was too young, unexperimented. After Harry's death, I didn't feel like I could make it anyway. Our whole world collapsed that day. That precise day in Diagon Alley. They had stroke without warning, and we were all so scared. Harry was the first to raise his wand and when death came to get him, he seemed so calm. As if he knew it was going to happen. We were getting our school furnitures for our seventh year, and he died. Just like that. Caught by a death spell from Yaxley.

I wish I hadn't been there. The blood and the fear and the screams. It was too much for me to handle and I just collapsed on the floor, in shock. Neville had dragged me, his arm broken, to a safe place before going back to battle with a calm and dangerous rage on his face.

I had waited for so long. My stomach was empty for a long time now, and I didn't feel hunger anymore.

Just wait and stay still, it's gonna be okay.

When I was near Diagon Alley and the fight eventually ended, I couldn't react. They probably forgot about me. I don't blame them. I had been stroke by a curse and I was hurt in the back. I was bleeding on the floor and I just waited for death but he found me and got me to this place. He said we couldn't be found and I trusted him despite everything. He fixed my back and we lived there for more than a month, together.

It never got any physical, but I think I might be in love with him. I'm not sure yet.

I just want him to come back so I can help him. I saw the way he looked at me, and I'm sure he feels something too. I want him to feel something. He kissed me on the cheek. Will he be all right?

Eventually the chair broke down, fell apart and I ended up on the floor, looking at the empty chimney.

And waited.

A day or a hundred later, I heard the sound of an Apparition out of the house. I tried to get up but my legs wouldn't work so I dragged myself to the door. A second later, the door opened and he was here.

I was smiling and crying in happiness when I understood something was wrong.

He collapsed near me and I grabbed my wand in my pocket, shaking. He looked up at me and his dark, fascinating eyes met mine, and he told me in a whisper:

- It got wrong, but it's done. I killed him. I really did.

- You are so brave, I said in a muffled voice. You are so brave. What happened? Where are you hurt?

He coughed and to my great despair, a few drops of blood fell on his shirt.

- Nothing you can help me with, he let out in a growl of pain. It's not curable. I'm lost. I just wanted to see you one more time.

- No, no, no, I said in a desperate whisper. Tell me it's not true. Tell me what I have to do. I'll fix you. You fixed me, right? Tell me. Please.

- No use, he said. Slow death poison. Invented it myself. No cure. No time to make one up.

- Wh-what does it do to you? Tell me.

- Boils your organs. I don't have much time. I just wanted to see you one more time. I warned the aurors. You should be all right, they will be here in one hour. You can hold on for one hour, right?

He coughed again.

- You won't die, I said, crying. Don't die. You're the only one I have now. Don't. Please, love, don't.

He smiled at what I said and raised a hand to touch my jaw.

- If anything goes wrong, run. Okay? Just run. I care too much about you, you don't die, all right?

- You killed bloody Voldemort, I said with a sob. I won't betray you, you'd make me pay for it.

- And quite expensive my dear, he answered with a smirk.

- Don't die, I repeated, crying more and more.

- You'll tell them I did it? So I can be remembered as someone good?

- You are good. I will. Don't die.

- Not much time now, he said again, his voice getting weaker.

- I love you.

My tone was desperate, and he felt it because he made me come closer to him. His lips were close to mine when he said in a whisper:

- I know… Me too. So much. Stay alive.

I kissed him on the lips. And I think that's when he died.

I broke into tears, holding him against me, and touching his skin in a way I would have never though I'd do it. I held his hand close to my chest, and rested on his, my ears trying to catch his non-beating heart.

I kept saying "Don't die", desperately, when the aurors found me.

I don't remember much of what happened afterwards. I went to the hospital, then to the Minister of Magic to explain what happened and how he killed the darkest wizard of all times. Then there was a funeral. His funeral. I was just in front of his coffin and kept crying all the time, Ron was just by my side and holding me in his arms.

When everyone left, Ron took me to see the new grave.

I left there a lot of flowers with greenish colours, and I stared at it until night fell on our side of the Earth.

I took of my wand and traced on the stone:

"I will always love you, now and forever."

Then Ron yelled from another alley :

- We gotta go Hermione! It's not safe here at night.

When I left the cemetary, I could still see the lonely grave standing on a little hill.

On it, it was written:

Here lays Severus Snape, savior of the magic world.
1960-1997

Soo good!!!

Oooh tack så mycket!

Jag är så glad att du gillar det, jag bara skrivade det idag och jag ville att dela det med ni kanske ska jag skriuva en andra fanfic. Vet du om det är okej om jag svara det topic med min nästa OS? Jag förstod inte bra hur jag måste posta mina nya fanfictioner tack om du ser det och svara, och tack om någon annan svara !