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I do not and probably will never own Harry Potter
Slowly, his vision faded to black, his limbs grew weak and he passed on to the next world.
Severus Snape's eyes snapped open. He was lying down in a pearl white bed with lace sheets, clothed in a pristine white robe. An odd change from his accustomed black garments. "Why hello there." a soft voice spoke. Severus knew that voice. Leaping up, he whirled around and found himself face to face with none other than Albus. Snape's eyes grew misty before he was able to shut down his emotions behind his legendary mask of self control. "I am dead I suppose"
Dumbledore's face filled with compassion. "Yes, yes you are. You acted with such courage and honor. Saving countless lives, some of which you most likely preferred not to. Doing what is right even in times where right is persecuted and wrong is lauded."
Severus looked down. "It...It was not out of honor I acted. My actions were not pure, not worthy of the title martyr..." Snape stopped unable to continue, unable to say what had been constantly on his mind, haunting him and consuming his thoughts.
"I trust you acted well and even if your intentions were different, you changed many lives. You have ended up here have you not?" Dumbledore lightly joked.
Severus looked up, the mist in his eyes turning to rain. "I missed you Albus. Life was not worth living. I killed you..."
Albus interjected "-on my orders. Not to worry! All is well in this place." Snape strode away.
After several seconds of pacing, he spoke up. "No it isn't...you do not understand...you cannot."
Dumbledore walked over to Severus and laid a hand on his shoulder. "Help me to understand then." He smiled gently.
Snape took a shuddering breath, faced Albus, looked him straight into his eyes and said with conviction, "I love you."