Severus Snape.
I had never been so happy to see Harry Potter in my life. As I lay there, waiting for death to lay its icy hands upon me, I saw him. It was incredible but he was there.
I had planned to tell him everything after the war. Everything - my love for Lily, my hatred for James and his friends, my lonely past and the fact that I had cared for him even though I never showed it. But destiny apparantly had some other plans.
With shaking hands I extracted my memories and watched him collect them in a flask.
As his green eyes met mine, regret engulfed me. I had been so unfair to Lily's son all those years.
"I hope you will forgive me, Harry", I desperately wanted to say but I couldn't get the words out. His face was going out of focus. Darkness surrounded me. I realised it was too late.
It was that moment when I understood that time waits for no one.
And I had all those years when I could have told him...
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