DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER SERIES.
His job was done. He had given Harry Potter the memories required to finish his job. He was dying. Hi final request to the boy, was to look at him. He wanted to get lost in those emerald eyes so much Lily's.
He could hear her voice now,
"It's not your time to die, Severus. You must live. I know you'll invent some kind of potion to bring us back. Harry needs a father. You're the best one. James means nothing. Please, Sev, live.
She was speaking to him, begging him to live on. He could still breathe, and he wasn't losing so much blood. He could hear footsteps now. It wouldn't be long before someone found him, but he had to live. He had to brew the potion for Lily. His Lily. The girl he had fallen in love with the second they had met.
Harry Potter was entering the Shrieking Shack with his best friend Hermione Granger. His other best friend, Ron Weasley, was mourning his brother. Many had died during the final battle. But they had won. Now, they were going to try and save their most hated Potion's Professor, Severus Snape.
Snape had given Harry a lot of his memories, and through there Harry had been able to defeat Voldemort. Harry had given the pensieve to an Auror in hopes they would clear Snape's name.
"Harry, he's alive. Look!" Hermione whispered.
Harry took off his invisibility cloak, and walked over towards Snape. His neck and shoulders were covered in blood from the wound on his neck. Harry could clearly see the two marks Nagini's fangs had left, when he was bitten.
"Hermione, get Madam Pomfrey, quick!" Harry said as he checked the man's pulse. It was faint, but still there. Something had to be done soon.
Madam Pomfrey and Hermione, came in quickly, the former muttering