Written for the grangersnape100 Babylon 5 Challenge on LiveJournal!
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Hermione's tears fell on the earth, fast and thick, her meagre tissue unable to stem the flow. She didn't want to.
Hands touched her back, and whispered words of comfort passed by her ears, but she paid them no mind.
Her grief was blinding.
Severus was gone. He'd fought the good fight, and won. But his body had lost.
For days, he suffered while she held his hand, willing him to stay, but in her heart, she knew he had already given up.
She cast her eyes upward. One day, we will meet again.