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I dream of the winter in my heart turning to spring
While the ice gives way under my feet
And so I drown with the sun

Severus Snape cast many dark spells the night of the final battle. I knew that. I wasn't going to try to pretend that he was good and innocent because he was not.

Nobody was.

We all had our hidden secrets that night. Ron was apparently hiding the fact that he had joined the Death Eaters. We found out soon enough. His jealousy was directing solely towards Harry. He hated him by the end of the long drawn out war. It was because of Luna Lovegood. She had chosen Harry, and Ron could never forgive that he was always second best. He killed her that night, deciding that if he couldn't have her, no one could.

There was so much evil.

The biggest secret, however, was ours. Severus's and mine. We had worked together on potions for the past year before the war, we were close. We were in love. I looked for him that night. He wasn't hard to find, even though he wore a mask. I could sense him, as he could me. We had been torn between wanting and propriety, pupil and teacher or lovers, but when I saw him then, there was no denying how I felt.

I loved him.

I've been burning in water and drowning in flame
To prove you wrong and scare you away
I admit my defeat and want back home
In your heart under the rose

He whipped off his mask and joined me on the side that harbored those who were of "the light." This infuriated his Death Eater peers who had believed him loyal. Lucius Malfoy screamed something about his being a blood traitor and called me a mudblood whore. I was the Delilah to their Samson. He had raised his wand to kill me, but Severus interceded. Before Lucius could even get the words out, he crumpled to the floor, dead.

I always knew in my heart that Severus would protect me, he loved me, and even if he never spoke the words I would know it. It was in my heart, a heart that I had believed, after the brutal murder of my parents, would remain an icy lump beneath my breast for the rest of my days. How wrong I was. In the sweet darkness of Severus's lab my heart began to melt and beat in tune to the newly thawed heart that was his. We had lived in the unbearable darkness that characterized the wizarding world after the death of Albus Dumbledore at the hands of none other than the man I loved.

I open my eyes with a sigh of relief
As the warmth of summer's sunlight dances around me
And I see you with dead leaves in your hands

We were perfect together, our movements and spells molding as though this battle of life and death was a well rehearsed dance. Perhaps it was. A moment of distraction, we both looked towards the center of the battlefield where Ron was fighting his own sister. With tears in her eyes she cursed him and he fell to the floor. Not dead, but badly wounded. Harry and the dark lord were fighting one another. The battle seemed to stop around them as we all turned to watch. Blood flowed like water over the battle scarred ground, and many of our own had been lost for this moment. There was no trumpeting horn or the slightest flourish from Harry when he finally brought down the dark lord, just a sigh of relief from the golden boy who was anything but. We had all grown dark; this was a harsh world we'd grown up in, it had the ability to corrupt a saint, let alone a boy who had been angry for most of his life.

The war was over and Voldemort had been vanquished. I turned to Severus, relief tugging my lips into a smile. He pulled me to him and I came willingly as I had many times before. I could feel him trembling and I knew what he was thinking about.

He was finally free.

I was free to love him. Suddenly he went stiff and pulled me down with him to the earthen ground. He landed on top of me and I saw his wand shoot out and with the deadly quickness of a man whose reflexes were born on a will to survive, he killed a Death Eater who had been trying to murder me when I had my back turned. He stood and swept me away from the battleground. He was afraid that his betrayal would bring harm to me.

I've been burning in water and drowning in flame
To prove you wrong and scare you away
I admit my defeat and want back home
In your heart under the rose

"I love you"

The first words he'd spoken that day. I never dreamed he'd be able to say the words. He'd guarded his heart for so long; afraid that Voldemort would discover his feelings and I would be harmed. The only thing the dark lord hated more than Harry was love, as he had never experienced it and as it was what had brought about his first "death." I never knew the true burden he bore until I saw him for the first time free of it.

"I love you, too."

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