Light Bulb
By: WNG
(WiNyGo@hotmail.com)
Severus Snape was thinking. Sitting at his desk, idly twirling a quill between his fingers, his mind could only focus on one thing.
Her.
Her daily assistance in his laboratory opened his eyes to the beautiful woman she had become. Her presence seemed to brighten the rest of his day. That fact scared him. What exactly did this mean?
"Severus?"
A glance up from his ink-stained fingers brought her face into view. Her smiling, carefree face. Suddenly, the answer became crystal clear.
He allowed himself a small smile and looked in her eyes.
"By the gods, I love you Hermione."
(A/N: I know. I suck.)