Hullo, this is my first fanfic and I really hope you enjoy it! As you probably guessed already, I own nothing of this fanfiction, but everything you don't recognize. All the characters belong to Jo Rowling and I'm just using them for a bit of non-profitable fun! (:
Also, one more thing before we start: in the book you know how Harry gives that entire speech to Voldemort about how Snape was really on Dumbledore's side…. Well, yeah. I'm using the book version SINCE THE STUPID MOVIES DIDN'T INCLUDE THAT SHIT. Just to make sure nobody is confused….. Anyways enough of this here's the fic:
OH WAIT.
One more thing.
The fic will most likely be 5ish chapters long, but they will be 1,000 words minimum. The rating may go up too. Snamione smut. Don't like? Don't read. I personally live for this stuff.
Now without further a due:
Prologue
'He's still breathing' Hermione whispered. 'Quick, the bezoar!' Harry handed her the bezoar and she placed it in the man's mouth. 'He'll live.' She said. Together the three of them lifted the dying man with a levitation charm and carried him up to the ruined castle to be in the care of Madame Pomfrey.
On their way up to the castle, everyone uninjured and injured made a path for Snape to float through. There were whispers and people bowed their heads in respect for Snape and the trio.
'Everything he showed me, how he loved my mother for all these years. How do you think he'll handle everything when he wakes up?' Harry wondered out loud.
'Who knows? It's Snape we're talking here.' Ron muttered as they moved through the path of people.
'He thought he would die.' Harry said. 'He's going to hate all this attention.'
They entered the Great Hall and Harry couldn't bear to look at all the dead bodies. Everyone they sacrificed, all for the 'greater good'. Madame Pomfrey saw them from a distance and ran over taking Snape who was in critical condition from them.
'Oh Merlin, it's a miracle he's still alive' she breathlessly muttered and she bustled away with Snape floating next to her.
A year and a half had passed since the war, but the paparazzi never ceased. They were all determined to get an interview with 'Hero Professor Severus Snape'. Nobody had yet succeeded and nobody ever would. Funny enough, Snape was finally happy. He didn't have to fake anything anymore, besides his cruel, snarky outside demeanor of course. He had dropped his post at Hogwarts and was an auror, taking over Moody's old position. The trio was now constantly under his watch and guide. Nothing had really changed between them; he remained as snarky as before, just as Granger remained as persistent, Harry as brave and the Weasley dungerhead as annoying.