They were coming. Any minute the tiny apartment would be crawling with aurors and death eaters all with a common goal in mind. The death of Severus Snape. Years of running, hiding, and laying low were tiring him. He decided he rather die as a man than to hide as if a coward. The guard was dropped, he allowed himself been seen, and the rumors quickly raced as if fire. They were coming for him.

"Severus!" The door slams open by Hermione's hand as she stands in the doorway, hurt and confusion drawn on her.

"Go away Hermione." Said from his chair, a glass of brandy swirling in a glass.

"Is it true?" He nods, watching her swell up with tears. So irrational and over emotional like always.

"How could you?" Hermione steps closer, close enough to touch his face, which she does. He leans into the caress reaching his own hand up to do the same of her.

"Enough was enough my dear. It is time to give up the fight. I grow weary from it all." A soft sob escapes from her.

"You could have told me, you could have allowed us to have one last moment together before it all ends. How could you do this to me!?" Severus knew her anger wasn't real, it was a way to deal with the pain and shock thrusts upon her.

"Even if I had a thousand days to say goodbye to you it won't be enough. Hermione you were the only one my entire life that believed in me, trusted me, were my light in a world of darkness and pain. I was afraid to say goodbye to that, there are no words I could have used to do us justice. So I thought if I just died without word to you or for you, as if our time together had never happened it would help you more. If anything you could use that hate to get over me." Hermione places both hands onto shoulders, pushing herself onto him, and captures him into a kiss, hungry felt, and lonely because they knew it would be the last.

"I don't think I'll ever feel this strongly for anyone ever again, no matter how hard I try." She whispers once having moved off again.

"You will my dear, you will. Now I must ask you to leave before it's too late. Please." Hermione caress his face again, setting a kiss upon his cheek, and nods.

"I love you, remember that Severus."

"I love you too." With those words hardly used by him filling her ears she apparates from him, from it all. Seconds later the room fills with dozens, all smiling proudly, pointing there wands at the man sitting in the chair. He returns the smile but not their desires to fight. He was ready.