Title: To fall Behind the Eyes

Chapter Title: I Hate You Like No Other: Serverus Snape

Rating: To be safe… R for upcoming SLASH MANIA!

Ships: Brief H/G; H/D SLASH and Hr/R

Characters: Snape only as and intro to the story, Ginny, Draco, Harry, Ron, Hermione etcetera.

Summary: Harry is gone…right? He died in front of many people after the defeat of the Dark Lord driving his closest friends to insanity and all others close to it. Character Death, Slash and angst. Dark fic but soon to get fluffy.

The great hall has been cleared of all the tables. In its place are hundreds of chairs. I stand in the back, I am supposed to be up with Dumbledore but I decided to linger. The students won't mind if the great evil Snape isn't there.

The seats are filled, I spot Draco. His eyes are dark and sunken into his face, understandability. Voldermort's dead and so are his followers. Draco's mother, his father all gone. Most of the other Slytherins left when Voldermort declared war and showing himself. Potter did it, he won.

More then half the school was gone, some who fought by Potter's side, others who fought against him. Crabbe, Goyle, Lovegood, Longbottom. All dead. No surprise Granger and all the Weasley's are still alive. Potter would die for them. Potter did die for them.

That noble freak, dying for that young Weasley girl. How disgustingly noble of him. I hate him. I can't even believe I feel sorry for him. He was so thick. Just like his father.

No, he wasn't like his father, he was more, yes, he was better. He seemed to take after his mudblood mother. No matter how much I tried to hate her, how could I? She was the only one who seemed to care what would happen to me.

Potter did too, he cared no matter how much I tried to hate him, and he cared what happened to everyone. He loved that Weasley girl, so he died for her. He was still thick. The girl was incredibly thick, standing with her back turned to a deatheater. There was no time to stop it. He threw himself in front of that Avada Kedavra from Lucius.

Harry fell to the ground stone dead. His eyes still open, but the lights were gone, the emerald fires that burned were extinguished. Someone should have stopped him. Should've held him back. He was too noble for his own good.

He broke the Weasley girl though. She finally broke. Whether it was her heart or her soul or both, she caved. Now she is in St. Mugeo's crying herself to sleep at night, imaging that Harry is still alive.

But I guess we all wish he was still here. Yes, even I. No matter how much I still hate the boy, I have a new found respect and…love for him. He freed me from the brand on my arm. The evidence to point that I was part of Voldermort's herd.

Granger in her own way is crazy. She stares at the doors most of her time, as if she is expecting him to burst through them limping and in need of assistance. As if he was going to come back from the dead. No more talking, he grades slipped incredibly. No more bossy girl, no more correcting people. Just nodding her head and staring into space. She hasn't cried yet, incredibly strong girl. But if she keeps it up any longer she will become another Weasley girl case.

Now Harry's other Weasley friend, I think he goes by Ron? Yes, Ron. Well he has just gone into deep depression. He gets angry at the drop of the dime and locks himself in his room taking his mind off of Harry by doing school work. This boy never smiles; never laughs and his grades are the best in his year. The boy who didn't know what page to turn to in just 3rd year.

Even Draco has resorted to a change. His grades have slipped, he is as thin as a 3rd year and he can't hold a suitable conversation anymore. It has been half a year and still they can't get over Harry. Draco would've been the last person to ever care for Potter but Draco fell in love with the stupid boy. Leaving his family behind and changing his beliefs. Even dropping his friends in Slytherin and becoming friends with Potter and his other friends. Draco dropped everything for this boy, and he tore his heart out and stomped on it. Before the big battle Draco confessed everything but Potter denied liking the boy anymore then a friend. Potter got very touchy and completely ignored Draco, then he went to battle and he died leaving Draco's questions unanswered.

Potter said he doesn't love Draco but, I for one knows he does…did. That Ginny girl was definitely his other love as well and I think Potter wanted to die as well. He had so much to worry about after war and he seemed afraid to face it. He seemed almost scared to know, if Ginny died only Draco would be left for him to love. Draco was a guy and people would abandon him if he dated Draco, is what was running through his mind when he jumped in front of her. I know because I was there.

Stupid Potter. He changed the whole school. Down to every 1st year. And up to every teacher. Even me. I can't stop thinking about how he fell to the ground; the nightmares are burning my mind. His young body just lying there cold as his father's body had lain. I saw him die. I saw his life leave. I held his body in my hands. I cared for the stupid boy, as if he was my own son. I never told anyone, but I felt it was my duty, to be the bad guy, the bad guy who told it like it is. Harry still hated me but I just wanted to make sure he was safe. I failed. Now I can't even look at a boy with black hair with out my heart lurching hoping for it to be Harry.

But, Lupin. Lupin has officially crashed. His whole point of living is a an all time low. There is no reason for him to live. No reason at all. Tonks died in battle and he never got to tell her how much he cared. James and Lily are gone, even Sirius, whom I loathe and envied is gone. The last of his friends was Pettigrew who, if I were to catch him first, would kill myself. But at least Harry got to kill him. At least Harry got that.

Harry is dead. Harry is gone. Yet Dumbledore smiles easily and the twinkle is still in his eyes, he laughter is still hearty and his smile bigger then ever. You would suspect that…that…

"Silence! Ok now that we have everyone seated and our graduating class is all here." Dumbledore cut Snape off in his thoughts. Is that…that Ginny girl was here with her parents by herself. No Mediwitchs around her to keep her calm, nothing. Wow the graduation as turned into a freak show.

"I have an important announcement for all of you. I can tell that each of and everyone of you miss Harry. I can see it in his best friends' eyes, his peers, even his teachers. Harry left an impressive mark on the world. But one that he is not quite done making." Dumbledore smiled.

And with that the great doors opened and everyone turned. I was standing right by it. When the doors were completely open there was Potter, in his graduation clothes like everyone else with a big grin. That lop-sided grin that everyone loved…loves.

Harry took a step forward and his closest of friends made a run towards him, pushing past the crowd of whispering adults. Ginny was the first to make it, she flung herself onto him and he caught her.

"What the hell did you do? I knew you would come back I just knew it." Ginny whispered into his ear.

Ron and Hermione were next both tackling him with hugs and such.

"I can't breathe," Harry joked. Ron cracked this huge smile, one I haven't seen in weeks.

Hermione started lecturing him right away.

"Why did you do that to us? You should've told us. You should've never jumped in front of Ginny; there were other ways of saving her!" She yelled at him. Harry merely laughed.

Only Draco did not come. He stayed back as everyone circled Harry cooing over his scars. Making me sick really, I would just say hello to Potter later so I went to the back and found Draco sitting on a chair staring into space. I called his name many times before he finally looked at me.

"Yes?" Draco said trying to cover up his voice and his obvious emotions.

"Let it out Draco. Everything is alright now. Let it out." I said. I knew what he wanted to do, what he wanted to do ever since Potter 'died' as well as his parents.

Draco bit his lip and looked away shaking his head.

"Draco…"

"Just go Professor. I am fine, stop worrying. Nothing is wrong, everything is fine. Just please go."

I nodded these two needed time. They needed space. I would give it to them.

The party died down, Ginny was no longer loony and Ron and Hermione were cuddling in a corner chatting with Potter.

I walked up to him and nodded my head towards him. I wanted to hug him and yell at him like Ginny had done but I didn't. I kept my cool, or at least I tried.

"Potter," I say coolly.

"Snape." He nods his head and his smile fads a bit.

"Thank gods you are back. The world would've gone mad without you." I try to smile acting as if his death hardly affected me. As if I don't know that he saw me cry over his 'dead' body.

I walk away briskly but I feel his presence behind me.

"Thank you, Snape." Harry whispered.

"For what?" I turned to face him.

He smiles.

"For actually caring."

I shrug my shoulders.

"Thank you for saving me from the Psycho killer who thought himself to be a Lord."

Harry laughs and I turn to leave.

"Oh, and go talk to Draco before I kill you."

I laugh and I walk away out into the dungeons preparing for the next fresh batch of brats, reminiscing on Potter and his year, the most important group of kids—adults the wizarding world will ever see.