A/N: For the Writing Your Butt Off and Typing Until Your Fingers Bleed-Audition Stage.
And since I haven't done one of these in a while: Everything Harry Potter is the ownership of JKR and Warner Bros. Unfortunately...
"Severus... please..."
Snape raised his wand and pointed it directly at Dumbledore.
"Avada Kedavra!"
"Noooo!" Harry yelled as he sat up in bed. He grabbed his wand and glasses before he realized where he was. He looked around the tent before laying back down and taking a deep breath.
'Calm down Harry, it was just a nightmare. A vivid nightmare, but a nightmare none the less.I will find him and kill him. I have to, for everyone.' Harry thought to himself, although he wasn't sure if he was talking about Voldemort or Snape.
()()()()()()()
"SNAPE! STUPEFY!"Harry yelled through the chaos of the battle. His spell hit the wall behind his ex-professor and Snape turned to look at him as the wall shattered.
"Potter! What do you think you're doing?" Snape responded with a curse. Harry had to dive out of the way and the curse shattered a column.
"Killing you." Harry answered as he used Snape's own curse on him. Blood started running down Snape's face from a cut on his forehead.
"You can't kill me, you're weak!" Snape growled as he pulled a vial from his robes.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked in confusion as he saw Snape put his memories into the vial.
"Making sure you know the truth." Snape said as he placed the vial back in his pocket.
"The truth? I watched you kill Albus Dumbledore, I watched you kill him as he begged you not to! I watched you betray him! Avada Kedavra!" Harry yelled in fury. The curse hit Snape square in the chest and Harry watched as his enemy crumpled to the ground.
He walked over to the body and pulled out the vial. As he stood up, he noticed tears on Snape's face.
()()()()()()()
The scene changed again, this time to the battle Harry just had with his professor. He watched the fight and as he yelled the killing curse, Harry heard Snape's voice say 'Thank you.' Harry pulled himself out of the memories and sat down to shed a few tears for the man who had risked everything for his mother.
