Hello all! Okay, why is it that I'm getting endless ideas for short Harry Potter fics? Well, it's because I've been watching all of the movies and re-reading the books again, and it's really beginning to mess with my mind. Anyways, I thought of this plot bunny a few nights ago, and simply had to write it. Be forewarned: it's not a vey happy ending. Basically, our beloved Severus has a relationship...with a Muggle. And to keep her safe, he has kept her a secret. The first chapter is in Severus's POV, while the second is in my OC's POV. I don;t know how well I wrote my OC (I'll leave that up to you) but I don;t think she's too Mary-Suish...though I may be wrong. I've been playing around with writing style lately, and this one is in a mixture of third person, first person, and stream of conciousness. It might feel a little weird, but I think this style is cool. Let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, Severus Snape, or the songs in this fic. If I did, do you honestly think Severus would have died without ever finding love again?

I know, I'm finding it hard to breathe
And I've been drowning in my own sleep
I feel a hate crashing over me
So rescue me
So rescue me

May 2, 1998

It was a Saturday. Usually Saturdays are known to be a day of relaxation, of doing the things you love most, of seeing the people you love most…Which is probably the reason why the Dark Lord chose a Saturday. He thought with a snort of derision. Despite his momentary lapse in concentration, Severus Snape quickly rallied himself and volleyed back his own barrage of curses against the unfortunate Death Eater who had attacked a young student already engaged in combat with another of the cloaked figures.

"Traitor! The Dark Lord will have your head for this!" the nameless Death Eater cried before Snape silenced him forever with a well-aimed Sectumsempra. He watched as the severed body fell to the ground, blood spurting from the severed head that rolled to the ground, still clad in the Death Eater mask.

Let my inventions be unleashed tonight. The first of my spells to the first opponent.

He scanned the area quickly, before hauling the child who'd been attacked to his feet and growled, "Tell no one of this. For all intents and purposes, I attacked you, and you escaped. Understood?" The boy's eyes grew wide and he opened his mouth to speak, before Snape shouted, "Silence! Go, now!" The boy began to run back to the (relative) safety of the castle walls.

Now, I must find Potter. I have to tell him what he needs to know to defeat the Dark Lord. Snape felt a pang of regret for knowing that Harry was going to die tonight, while The Boy himself had no idea. He quickly squashed the emotion.

Must focus. Chloe would reprimand me for thinking of things I can't change.

Chloe.

No! Must focus. Can't let anything in. She is safe, that's all that matters.

Gotta learn to put this shit we call

Pride to the side, I aint no player
Without you I'm not OJ
Viva la vida now she wanna give me coldplay
Once you find you can't keep it
You broke my heart into million tiny little pieces
And now its purge on you
Never put hurt on you, talkin' to your girlfriends
Tryna find dirt on you

Nodding to himself, he drew up his mental shields and broke into a run towards the castle. He almost staggered as the mark on his arm began to burn, white-fire, hotter than it had ever blazed before.

He is calling.

xXx

"I regret it. You have been a good and faithful servant, Severus. But only I can live forever." The words were hissed in the unpleasant voice that Snape had quickly learned to associate with Evil, and before he could think of a way out of this situation, the Dark Lord had wordlessly snapped the bones in his legs.

Snape went down without crying out, feeling smug that he hadn't given the Dark Lord the satisfaction of a response."Nagini. Kill."

Really, using the snake? If I was in possession of the Elder Wand, he would have to kill me himself in order to obtain ownership. And he said I was a 'good and faithful servant'. Surely I deserve a bit more dignity in death.

Nagini struck.

Damn, is this what we have come to?
When he was cheating I was the person you run to
Guess it's for another time this is what I've come to find
Should've seen this coming but Stevie Wonder
Love is blind

Then again, this is the Dark—Voldemort (no sense in not using his name now) we're talking about. Dignity is beneath him. A strangely absent thought, but it was scattered as Nagini lunged again.

This time he let out a soft grunt of pain. Damn it, and I was so close, too. So close to freedom. So close to—

Another bite.

And another.

Again.

And again.

Finally, he felt the attack cease, and he blearily opened his eyes, the venom already hazing his vision.

I know, I'm finding it hard to breathe
And I've been drowning in my own sleep
I feel, A hate crashing over me
So rescue me
So rescue me

I'm going to die. I'm going to die. Dead. Death. Dying. Forever. Never. Would never see her again.

He scowled at his own thoughts, frustrated that he couldn't even keep his thoughts coherent.

"Now, Severus, no sense in scowling. Your face will set like that. You have an amazing smile. Use it more often," her voice beckoned him to thoughts of her. Chloe. His love. Love. Lover. Life. Dearest. Dearest Chloe.

Dearest Chloe,

By the time you read this, I will be gone. I'm not going to ask for forgiveness again, though I long to tell you the sorrow and guilt that plagues my mind as I write this. When you read this, I will likely be dead. If I return, please, turn me away in anger. But, know that I did this for you. Only for you. Not for Dumbledore, not for the Dark Lord, not for Potter, not for atonement, not even for Lily. I did this for you, and you alone.

I realize I wasn't good at telling you this, but I love you. If I survive, I'll make an Unbreakable Vow to say it to you every day that we are together.

Please do not blame anyone for any of this but me; I am the one at fault.

Merlin save me, I love you. It is not a sentiment I express, but as this is my last letter, I pray (mind you, I don't pray often) that you will know how loved you were. I thank you for having the courage to say the things I never had the courage to say, and I thank you for showing me your heart and your mind. The feeling of your heart beating next to mine tears me to shreds, as does the knowledge that I may have lost all chance with you. Too little, too late, and I just have myself to blame for it.

But I love you, no matter what the outcome of this Battle may be.

Yours,

Always,

Severus Snape

She used to be the person of my dreams
And now she's just a
demon of my nightmares
I know this shit
ain't what it seems
Hey, hey you ain't leavin', i'll be right here
Shorty just rescue me, I know you especially
The way I always felt with you
Thinking that true telepathy
Like the age and their games
We used to be blinding
Who would have thought that when you left
The right would become the wrong thing

Yes, that letter would have to do, unless by some miracle he would survive. But I don't want to survive. Surviving would mean I'd have to face Chloe. And Merlin knows I'm not even close enough to either Slytherin or Gryffindor nature to face her.

"Snape!" Potter's voice.

He must know his fate. Gather your strength, Severus. You must give him the means to the end. He chided himself at looking so weak in Potter's presence.

"Take them," he managed to grate out, despite the pain. Making a weak gesture to the tears lightly running down his face, Snape allowed Potter to take the memories from him.

I know, I'm finding it hard to breathe
And I've been drowning in my own sleep
I feel, A hate crashing over me
So rescue me
So rescue me

Someone must know. And Potter is my only option. Someone must know about Chloe. Must…keep her…safe. Even his thoughts were slowing as heavy fog clouded his vision. Rallying himself once more, he said, "Look at me."

Potter looked.

Casting a silent Leglimens, he brought down his own mental shields to allow Potter to see. To see what he had kept from even Albus. Tell her, Potter. Tell her what happened. Tell her that she will be alright. I am only one man, she must move on. Tell her!

He ended the spell, and Potter sat back, winded from the memories that had flown through his mind rapid-fire.

"You…you love her," is Potter's reaction. A faint smile passes Snape's lips, and he closes his eyes. Right before drifting off, he whispers.

"Always."

I know, I'm finding it hard to breathe
And I've been drowning in my own sleep
I feel, A hate crashing over me
So rescue me
So rescue me
So rescue me

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