Couldn't Be Happening
This is my version of the scene in HP Deathly Hallows Part 2 when Snape finds Lily's dead body after Voldemort's famous attack.
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This couldn't be happening. This had to be a nightmare. A sick, twisted vision in my head. Out of my own hateful imagination. But it feels so real. How could it be?
I walk down the corridor, every footstep excruciatingly loud and clear in my mind. The lightning strikes outside, cuts through the empty black night in one blinding flash. My heart beats so slowly and weakly in my chest, like it's inches from dying. My head swims. My vision blurs. My shallow breathing rings in my ears. The shattered door hangs weakly on its hinges, open, and that's when it happens, the thing I couldn't believe possible.
That's when I see her.
Her eyes are closed; those beautiful emerald green irises are sealed for the very last time. Her face is pale from death, but still stunning, still exquisite, still mesmerizing. A single, glistening tear still rests on her cheek, like a tragic silver diamond.
I fall to my knees.
Nothing can describe the way I felt. Like my whole world had slipped away in one second. Like my reason for existing had been ripped apart. My heartbeats hurt, and I wished for them to stop, so I could join her again. Tears run smoothly and silently down my face as I crawl over to her, and hold her in my arms. I swear to myself never to let her go, never to leave her ever again, never to abandon her, for she is my breath, she is my heart, and she is mind. I cannot live without her.
I let out a cry of pain, a cry of pure sorrow, a cry of ultimate grief.
The sun does not shine without her, the birds do not sing if she is gone, the flowers do not grow, and all the lilies in this world die.
Because without her, life is not worth living.
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