Chapter 1: Mourning
Severus Snape, Potions Master of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, gazed down mournfully at the petite form lying in the coffin. After gazing for a few minutes, he glanced at the other gravestones that stood in front of him by the lake. They belonged to the other casualties of the war: Albus Dumbledore, Madam Pomfrey, and three of the Weasleys: Ron, Bill, and Arthur. Now, a new coffin stood beside them containing the body of the bushy-haired, know-it-all Gryffindor that Severus had come to know and love.
His favorite feature of hers had been that bushy hair. Although it had tamed down some because of the length she had added to it, it was still very curly and he loved it. He had loved to run his fingers through it in the morning just after waking up to get all of the snarls out. It was wonderful to play with in the aftermath of making love, when he was too pleasantly exhausted to do anything else.
TBC?
A/N: hey ya'll this is my first fanfic, so plz leave me lots of reviews. It will be up to ya'll if I continue this story. And if I do continue, I promise it will get more interesting. Updates will probably be once a week for now, sometimes I might get a chapter out sooner.