Author's Note: Hey, it's a fic with a happy ending! This is dedicated to Saadia10 who gave me the lovely challenge to write a fic with a happy ending. So, Saadia10, this fic is dedicated to you!

Also, this fic goes to the song, 'On the Way Down,' by Ryan Cabrera. I heard it in the car and fell in love with it. It is something I would write, a little depressing, but it has a happy ending. I'm not guaranteeing it won't be sappy, but I will try to make it as good as I can! So, enjoy while I get to the other junk.

WARNING: Adult themes

Disclaimer: I own nothing, only the plot.

Pairing: Harry Potter/Severus Snape

Now on with the story...

On the Way Down

Harry didn't want to fight Voldemort. He didn't want to see anymore people he loved die. No one would die if it was up to him. He would go first. He knew Dumbledore would disapprove, but he had it all planned out. Right there, the first Quidditch game of his sixth year, perfect, no having to deal with Voldemort like he always did. Slytherin would be happy that they had finally beaten Gryffindor. That would be one for the record books.

Harry smiled as he finished putting his Quidditch robes on. He turned to Ron and said, "Are you ready for the match?"

Ron turned around nervously and said, "Yeah, sure, I guess."

Harry laughed lightly and patted Ron on the back, "You'll be fine."

Ron smiled and Harry addressed the team. "Win or lose, we will always be a team. No need to feel shame, just go out there and try your hardest." Everyone nodded their heads and smiled at Harry. No one asked why it seemed as if Harry was saying his goodbye to everyone; they just thought it was odd that he would think they would lose. How could they, they had the Harry Potter on their team, the so-called greatest team to ever be assembled in Hogwarts. He had chosen the people well for a rookie captain.

Harry had kept Ron as his keeper, Ginny became a chaser, Yuri Scott, a second year, became a chaser, a very good one at that. Anne Lewender, a fifth year, became a chaser as well. Cameron and Shawn Malver, twin fourth years, which were really strong, became beaters.Harry stayed as seeker and had gotten off his suspension, for 'good deeds.'

Harry and his team had trained really hard. They never saw Harry look to the ground and wonder if his time was then, now, or later. Never in all their lives would they expect him to do what he was going to do. Harry nodded his heads and everyone walked to the entrance of the pitch. He nodded his head again and everyone mounted their brooms. As their names were called, they went out onto the pitch to the roar of the crowd.

Harry contemplated as his name was called. His last coherent thought before he went up to shake Draco's hand was, 'Severus.'

Harry hated the world as soon as he shook Draco's hand. He pulled Draco to him and whispered in Draco's ear, "Catch the snitch."

Draco pulled back, utterly confused. Harry smiled at him and the whistle blew. Harry shot to the sky and listened as the breeze roared in his ears. Harry's team was doing well ten minutes into the game. The score was already twenty points in their favor. Harry lost the grip on his broom and rolled off it. He caught it at the last minute and swung himself back onto it.

The crowd was filled with anticipation as Harry swung himself onto the broom. It looked as if Harry was struggling to breathe. As if time stopped, Harry slipped off his broom. Falling, diving head-first.

Harry put his hand up and his broom fell freely to him. He caught it and put a leg over it. Harry saw that Hooch was about to blow her whistle, but he just waved her off. She put her whistle down and Harry saw the golden glint of the snitch. He noticed Draco not going for it. Harry looked over to Severus, his face full of concern for Harry. Harry smiled and shrugged his shoulders. He turned back to the snitch and saw it ascending to the clouds. Harry whistled and Draco turned to see Harry pointing up at a glint of gold. He and Harry went after it full speed.

Neck and neck, they ascended up into the clouds. Hands outstretched, nearly thirty stories up, Harry turned to Draco and said, "Catch it, Draco. I'll see you later."

Draco turned to Harry and saw as Harry lifted both hands off his broom and fell backwards, back arched. Stunned, Draco stopped and stared until he could no longer see Harry through the clouds. He finally shook himself out of his stupor and yelled, "SHIT!" Draco shot down after Harry's body.

Draco saw Harry falling faster than his broom would go. He began panicking. He screamed and the whole pitch looked up into the clouds in time to see Harry's body diving through the clouds. Screams erupted.

Harry's mind traveled through memories. The first one was the memories of Sirius and the time Sirius went through the veil. Then the memory of Harry's first cutting. He cringed and then thought about the time he did it at school and got caught.

Snape had found him in an abandoned corridor of the castle. Harry was bleeding profusely and he was slowly slipping into and out of consciousness. The first words out of Harry's mouth before he fainted were, "Don't tell anyone, it's a secret."

Severus stared at Harry and shook his head. 'He is way out of it,' Severus shook his head and picked Harry up and ran him to his chambers. He laid Harry on his couch and ran to his potions supply and pulled out a blood replenishing potion. He ran back to Harry and sealed the wound magically and gave Harry the potion. "Well Mr. Potter, I guess you will be staying here for the night so I can look after you. Insufferable brat." Severus was mumbling to himself. He conjured up a bandage wrap and wrapped it around Harry's wrist. He saw the many other white lines and sighed. They would talk about that another time.

Harry's mind flashed to the memory of him being held behind in Potions class.

He was nervous. He didn't know if he did anything wrong or what, but he was confused.

"Mr. Potter, you know that I am aware of your self-mutilation. Now, are we going to talk about this civilly, or are we going to have to involve the Headmaster?"

Severus was being stern. Harry answered quietly, "I will talk civilly."

Severus nodded and began talking.

That was how it all began. When Harry felt the need to cut himself, he could go to Severus and talk about his problems. Severus was always listening; he would occasionally throw in his own ideas. They grew close from that point on. Soon, it got really close.

Harry saw Severus in the spectator stands. Harry's insides squirmed with guilt. Severus looked so fearful. He never wanted to see Severus look that way. Closer and closer the ground Harry approached. His eyes filled with tears. He never meant to hurt Severus.

Harry didn't realize how many people he was hurting if he was gone. He was leaving behind all hope for the Wizarding World's survival. His friends' happiness and the happiness of others. With all his will, he thought of how much his parents and Sirius would react to seeing him again and having done such an awful thing to get to wherever they are.

The sunlight hit Harry's face and his eyes scrunched up in the light. Of course he was still alive, but he had fifteen stories before he hit the ground. Hexes flying everywhere, students trying to catch him, all failed and he continued diving to the ground.

'I realized it too late, Severus. I'm sorry, but when I look at you, I realize everything I am missing out on. I am leaving it all behind for a silly reason. It can't be helped. What's done is done. There is no going back. If only I had realized this earlier. If only…'

Down further Harry went and he remembered more.

"Severus!" Harry yelled into Severus' private chambers. Severus came out from his potions room, apron on, ladle in hand.

"What!" Severus looked shocked at hearing Harry yelling his name.

Harry burst out laughing, pointing at Severus' attire. Severus looked down at the apron and ladle and blushed slightly. He pulled theapron off and threw the ladle at Harry, who ducked. "Insufferable brat."

"I liked the outfit Severus. Will you wear it for me again?" Harry smirked and walked up to Severus.

"You wish, Potter." Severus gave Harry a mocking look and said, "I'll see you in it though."

"Cheater," Harry glared at Severus, Severus just smirked, "With or without clothes underneath?" This time, it was Harry's turn to smirk.

Severus turned a deep crimson, then cleared his throat, "What did you need, you insufferable brat."

Harry scoffed at Severus and said, "To do this." Harry pulled Severus to him and kissed him passionately. Severus was taken aback by Harry's forwardness. He soon gave in and they began fighting for dominance. Severus won (Of course).

They pulled back for air. "That is what I came here for you git."

Severus grumbled and ruffled Harry's hair. "You are the most insufferable brat. I could get used to you walking in and demanding that."

Harry chuckled, "You know it. I'll see you later Severus."

Harry winked and walked out the door.

For the few minutes Harry had been falling to the ground, he felt the Wizarding World's burdens lift off of his shoulder. He felt weightless without all oftheir burdens. Floating to the ground was how he felt. No one could rip that feeling from him. Not yet, at least.

He heard yelling throughout all the screaming. "Albus, stop him!"

"Severus, I can't! He is going to fast!"

"So, you're telling me we have to wait here and watch him die! Albus, I won't sit here and watch him fall the rest of his way to his death!"

That's all Harry heard. The rustle of his robes billowing in the wind, the breeze blowing in his ears, prevented him from hearing the rest of the talking. 'I can't let him look like that.' Harry was looking at Severus. Severus looked so scared. 'You'll be okay Severus, I promise.'

Weightless… Weight… Pressure… Thoughts… Magic… Magic…

Ten stories…

Nine stories…

Falling… Diving… Closer… Closer…

'I'm almost there. You're all I wanted, needed. Severus, I love you more than you know. I'm going down Severus. Severus, I am going so far down and I never realized how much I am going to miss you. Never again will I take the things I have for granted, especially your love. Severus, I am so incredibly sorry.'

Harry put his hands up and the tears that flew from his eyes andturned into emeralds. He wrapped his arms around his body and more tears flew from his eyes, all becoming emeralds when they left his eyes. He closed his eyes, bracing himself for the hard impact.

'I'm ready for what I have put upon myself.'

'I won't forget the love you have given me Severus. Through all the times you've picked me up through my pain, and here I am throwing it all away. All away because I don't want to face the path my destiny has laid before me. Selfish, all of it is selfish. I hate myself more than I hate anything.'

Three stories…

Harry was thinking. That had been all he did, think. He couldn't think anymore. He wanted to shut down all his thoughts. All he wanted was quiet. All he needed was Severus. It seemed he was going to get his wish.

Severus raced out onto the pitch and yelled, "HARRY!"

Harry's eyes shot open and he looked down into Severus' worried tearful eyes. He couldn't let Severus go to Hell and come back because of him. Harry threw his arms out.

One story…

Harry yelled, "STOP!" His magical energy surged and threw out a powerful spell which suspended and stopped everything from moving. Harry was the only person left moving; he slowly touched ground and collapsed from all the energy he had used. He was left with very little magic.

Harry was reduced to a squib. His magical signature was so weak it couldn't hold the spell. The waves of energy vanished and everyone was released from the spell. Harry's body was on the ground. Severus raised his head and the emeralds Harry had cried, fell to the ground. He then turned his head to Harry.

Harry was unconscious and Severus rushed over to him. He put Harry's head in his lap and smacked his cheek lightly. "Come on you insufferable brat, wake up."

Harry grumbled slightly and everyone began approaching the two. Harry opened his extremely green eyes and said, "Severus, I think I have been reduced down to a squib." With that being said, Harry fell back to the world of unconsciousness.

"Potter, we talked about you calling me my surname in public." Severus stood up and levitated Harry's body. "We need to get him to the Hospital Wing now!" Severus yelled and everyone kicked into action, moving to make a path for them to walk. Harry was levitating behind Severus and Severus was running, with the staff behind him, to the Hospital Wing.

Everything was going to be okay…

"Severus! Severus!" Harry yelled into Severus' private chambers.

Severus ran out of his potions room and looked around frantically till his eyes lay on Harry. "Harry!"

It had been two months since Harry had used all his magic. He had been reduced down to a squib. Everyone was trying to get Harry's magic back. Every time he tried though, he would get weak. It was an obstacle, but they would get through it. No matter how many times Harry got weak; he would still smile and never let it get to him. He didn't want anyone worrying about him.

Harry wasn't allowed to go to classes that required heavy magical use. They didn't want him to overexert himself. He was allowed to go to Potions and a few other classes just as long as he kept his un-magical self from doing any magic.

One thing that really hurt Harry was the fact that he couldn't fly. If he wanted to fly, he had to have someone with the magic to fly. Harry almost never went flying because of that. He didn't feel free with someone else flying the broom.

"Severus," Harry said, approaching Severus, his wand out, "Look, I can finally cast it. Wingardium Leviosa!" A quill that resided on Severus' desk levitated for a few seconds then dropped. Harry fell to his knees, panting.

"Harry!" Severus rushed over to Harry and knelt in front of him. "Harry, you know better than exert your magic like that."

"I know Severus, but I had to show you." Harry smiled at Severus through his panting.

Severus pulled Harry to his chest and said, "You insufferable brat."

To Be Continued...

Author's Note: Okay, tell me what you think! Was it good? Did it suck royally? Tell me what you think. Oh, and the next chapter of Nothing is Ever the Same will be out sometime this weekend so keep an eye out for it. I am also working on a sequel for Winter Flowers so keep an eye out for that one as well.

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