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Disclaimer: I don't Own Harry Potter, JK Rowling does and I am in no way making any profit off this story.
This story was written for the 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Challenge by Schermionie on the HPFC forum.
I've never written a story where I've had to write a certain amount of words so this was hard for me but I had fun writing it.
Please R&R
Enjoy!
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Harry's POV
I stood, the lake only a few feet away, waiting.
Snape's POV
I see him, standing in the darkness with his arms wrapped around his body for warmth. I move towards him.
Harry's POV
I hear the crunching of the grass as he approaches. I knew he would come. He cares about me, he tries to hide it but I know that he does.
Snape's POV
My pace begins to slow as I get closer. In the cold night air I can see my own breath as I exhale. I now find myself standing behind him. I reach up and place my hand on his shoulder.
Harry's POV
A tremor runs through my body as I feel the weight of his hand on my shoulder, I lean in to the touch. Neither of us speaks, we simply stare out across the lake, the starry night sky shining down on us. I wish we could stay this way forever.
Snape's POV
He's tense; I knew that he would be. This will be our last night together, tomorrow the real war begins and I don't know if we will ever see each other again. I gently squeeze his shoulder, trying to convey to him the words I cannot say. He knows that I care, even if I cannot admit it to him.
Harry's POV
I close my eyes tight as he squeezes my shoulder, he is trying to comfort me and it brings tears to my eyes. I won't let them fall. He has been at my side since day one, even if I didn't know it at the time. I know he will protect me. I know he will die for me. A tear slips out and slides down my cheek, falling away.
Snape's POV
His body is practically trembling under my fingers. I know he is too proud to break down but it can't be good for him to hold it all in. I break the silence "Its cold out here." At first it seems almost as if he has not heard me. Then he nods slowly and I can feel him turning around. My hand falls heavily from his shoulder and I find myself staring into his green eyes, they're filled with sadness.
Harry's POV
I stare up at him. My green eyes meeting his understanding black ones. I feel ashamed that he has seen me so close to my breaking point. His face is relaxed, nothing like the normal scowl he wears. It's a rare moment to see him like this, so open, so peaceful, I cannot look away. I wish he would kiss me but I know he wouldn't. He may care for me but he will not cross over that precious line. That line between right and wrong, separating professor and student.
Snape's POV
He has that look in his eyes again: I know he wants more from me, for this could be the last time we ever see each other. I know that but I don't know if I can give him what he wants. He is my student still, even if we haven't been acting that way for a long time. He is still my responsibility, it would be going against everything in my teacher's oath but I don't think I can leave for this battle without knowing…what he tastes of. With that thought I lean down and capture his surprised lips.