Disclaimer: I own nothing, and it all belongs to JK Rowling. Damnit and it was such a nice fantasy!
AN: this is my first story so i hope it won't be too bad, if it is oh well. But I have no beta so any mistakes you can find let me know and I will try to fix them! Thanks and on with the story!
Professor Severus Snape, Potions Master, and Teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, known for being emotionless and cold felt the last piece of his heart slowly slip away from him as the tears rolled down his face. The thud of the dirt hitting the coffin made him flinch, and as the casket disappeared from view the tears became a flood as he fell to his knees beside the grave of his wife, his life, Hermione Granger. The rain dripped down his face to mingle with his tears. Looking up into the sky Severus saw the black and blue bruised looking clouds as they belched their contents onto the earth below. It had been raining since she died, it was almost like the earth was mourning for what the world had lost.
Looking over Severus saw Harry Potter and his wife looking lost and sad, losing their best friend had sobered them, reminding them of their mortality, their weaknesses. Their tears angered him, for when had they stood by her? When had they accepted her for who she was, Severus Snapes' wife. They had shunned her the moment she had told them, and he and Ronald Weasley were left to pick up the pieces.
Ronald was standing to the left of Severus, a friend, for that is what he had become. Severus had learned over the years that Ron could be counted on for anything, his infamous temper had calmed, but his rage was legendary. Harry and Ginny had found that out the hard way.
A soft touch on his arm made him look to his right, where his little girl, his pride and joy, daddys little girl stood, looking for all the world like her mother. She was only 5, and she no longer had a mother. Her only sibling was currently at St. Mungos in the neonatal intensive care unit fighting for his life, while his mothers had slipped away.
"Daddy what bout Sammy?" That simple sentence pulled him out of the pit that he had been sliding into. He still had two children that needed him, and he had his best friends to help him. Standing up he picked up his little girl wiped away the tears from her face, and turned to the only people he could truly count as best friends.
"Draco, Lucius, Ronald, lets go bring my little boy home."