Disclaimer: Am not JK, I don't own Harry Potter.
A/N: I don't actually ship Snily but the idea came to me so... :)
Snape was not Dumbledore's. Snape was not Voldemort's. No matter what either of them thought, Snape belonged to neither of them.
He belonged to no one but her. He had been hers, from the moment he first set eyes on her; the red-headed witch who knew little of the world outside of her own back garden.
He told her about their world, hers and his, the magical world. A world where everything she had ever imagined was possible. He loved her unconditionally, that girl.
The girl who was so devoted to that stupid muggle sister of hers.
The girl who defended him; even when he knew he had done wrong.
The girl who comforted him when his parents argued.
The girl whom he led by the hand into the magical world.
The girl he hurt.
The girl he betrayed.
The girl he was devoted to.
The girl who had been dead for sixteen years.
The girl who still possessed him, heart and soul.
The girl he had died thinking of.
The girl he loved, forever and always.
Even after all this time.