Hey, this is my first Harry Potter fanfiction so I hope you enjoy it. I own nothing but J.K Rowling is a goddess!
HP7 the movie =LIFE!
The line that is directly from Deathly Hallows will be italicized.
I had known all along what my part in this was. I was to play spy for Dumbledore, and when the time came, kill him. And I had done all of that, but as that blazing green light shot out from Voldemort's wand and I saw his lips form those deadly words, I wasn't sure I was ready to die. The curse hit me and I fell to the floor feeling pain but also a numbing sensation throughout my body.
I hadn't really done anything to be proud of. I hadn't married or had children, although there hadn't really been anyone I wanted to have children with; not after her. I had harassed one poor boy for the last 7 years just because he reminded me so much of his father, who I had grown to hate in childhood. Unfortunately, that had also meant treating Lily's son that way.
Lily. I had ruined everything that had ever been important to me. Mudblood; what a stupid thing to say to the girl I loved. I had been so mad, hadn't realized what I had said until it was too late. I had gotten that dreadful Mark shortly after, thinking that Voldemort would solve everything; that my life would get better. As soon as I had joined I had regretted it and gone to see Dumbledore. That was the only thing I had ever done that felt right in my entire life.
The blackness was closing in and I felt my self slipping from this life. My only solace was knowing that maybe, just maybe, if I had done enough good at the end, that I might see Lily. But, I couldn't take the chance. I had to see the Potter boy.
"Look…at…me…" I whispered."
As Harry obeyed my last wish, as I knew he would, and looked down at me I saw those deep green eyes that I had fallen in love with all those years ago. This last moment was the best I could ask for.
As much as I had despised this boy because of his likeness to his father, I couldn't help but enjoy that his face was the last I would ever see. I didn't think about Voldemort or Dumbledore or even see Harry Potter's face. All I saw was bright green eyes looking at me and they were the only connection I had left to the woman that I had loved my entire life.
After that everything went black but my last feeling was that of happiness.
I know super short, but I just read Deathly Hallows again for like the fourth time, and the whole 'Snape' section at the back where he dies and his memories and feeling are revealed are always my favorite part. Well… one of many anyway. Haha. Thanks Please R&R