Severus Snape was dying.

As Harry scooped up his fallen memories, he groaned slightly. His life flashed before his eyes, his wounds burned. And then, nothing. Numb. Thoughtless. Carefree.

And Harry would never know the truth.

Harry would never know about that one wonderful night, alone with Lily Potter, nine months before Harry's birth.

Harry would never know that he had, in fact, known his father.

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