The reason to die
Summary: Severus Snape wanted to die. Why? Read and find out.
Slightly AU, romance, SLASH, but nothing beyond kissing. SS/HP. You have been warned!
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The reason to die
Severus Snape saw the glittering cage with Nagini inside approaching him and realized that it was the end. He did not speak parseltongue, but it was clear that the Dark Lord had ordered his pet to kill Severus before leaving the Shrieking Shack.
The snake got closer and the man shut his eyes. Then there was a sudden swishing noise, a crash and a clattering sound and a too familiar voice said: "Just in time! You two, take care of him!" After this Severus fainted.
When he came to his senses and opened his eyes Severus saw that he was neither in infirmary nor in prison as he had expected. Although there was not enough light, he was sure that he was still somewhere in Hogwarts for he felt its magic around him.
The sound of footsteps made the dark-haired man close his eyes. The door opened and closed and a single person approached his bed. The chair creaked under the weight of his guest, and then suddenly Severus' hand was covered with another hand in caring gesture.
The silence was comfortable and the man would have not minded if they spent the whole night this way but then his visitor spoke.
"Why have you done this? You could have run or defend yourself. Why did you wait for your certain death? I could have lost you, you fool."
"What?" Snape could not pretend anymore. "What have you just said Mr. Potter?"
The caressing hand left his and he felt immediately cold.
"You are not asleep!"
"How nice of you to state the obvious thing."
"I am sorry for what I said," sudden sadness appeared in Potter's voice.
"Why? Is it a lie?"
"No, of course not. It is not a lie."
"Then why are you sorry, Mr. Potter?"
"Because there was no need for you to know about my feelings."
"I must disappoint you," Severus was thankful that the room was dark and Harry Potter could not see his smile. "Now, when I know about your feelings I can tell you about mine. I have liked you since your fifth year. I tried to hide my feelings behind that awful behaviour."
"You almost succeeded!"
"Don't interrupt me, please. When I learned in your sixth year that you had to die from the Dark Lord's hand to complete your mission I got depressed. And the nearer was the time Dumbledore mentioned the more convinced I was that I should die as well for I would not be able to live without you. Is this explanation satisfying enough for you, Mr. Potter?"
"Yes, it is, Professor," was the whispered answer. "And, please, call me Harry."
"Only if you call me Severus."
"Promise."
And immediately Harry's lips were on his own.
-THE END-
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