A/N, spoilers for Deathly Hallows just so you know. I don't own Snape, J.K.Rowling does, I'm just a fan. Hope you like it.
Severus Snape.
What did it mean? What was it? All he knew was that it was two words. So far two meaningless words. Was there a meaning? Was it meant for him to figure out?
He was lying there, motionless, staring up at the clear white ceiling with blank eyes. He was nothing. He felt like nothing. But there was still those two mysterious words. Just something to fill blank space. Yet, there was still a lot of blank space, with those two words meaningless.
There was rain; rain pounding hard against the closed and cold glass windows. He could smell it somehow, and hear thunder crash and see lighting light up the dark, white ceiling above him. He paid no attention to it though. The only thing that mattered to him right now was finding the meaning of two empty words.
Empty….that was how he felt right now. There was nothing for him. It all depended on those words.
Severus Snape.
A name? possible...What if it was? Whose was it?
He blinked.
And it clicked.
It—it's my name…!
Severus Snape.
He wasn't empty anymore. Memories flooded into his brain like a waterfall falling down it's cliff along with the name. it gave him a whole new perspective of life.
Or was it life? Was he…dead?
It didn't matter.
He was whole.
Yes, he was Severus, in either life or death. Severus Snape.
