Harry Potter was kneeling beside Severus Snape. Harry placed his hands upon the wounds in his professor's neck. When Severus looked into the eyes o the boy he gave his life to, he saw something he didn't expect. He didn't see the usual hatred. He saw understanding, acceptance, forgiveness, compassion, regret and... Was that a hint of concern? Is it possible Harry Potter was worried about his most hated professor, Albus Dumbledore's murderer? Maybe there was more like Lily than he ever thought. While he was thinking about her, his only love, he suddenly felt tears falling down his cheeks. They weren't ordinary tears, they were his memories. He wasn't sure the boy will understand. He tried to speak, but his voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper.

"Take...them...take...them..."

He wanted to add the word please, but he failed when he tried to speak again. Miss Granger handed Potter a vial and he put Severus's tears in it. Severus felt he was growing weaker, the life was leaving his body, his time was almost up. He couldn't believe he was being over optimistic, his whole life was miserable, worthless of living, he only did because he wanted to earn Lily's forgiveness. He never really expected to survive this war. He was going to be reunited with Lily. And even if he wanted to live, no one was able to heal him, his injuries were too extensive, he lost too much blood, the snake's poison was too strong. He was one of the best Potions Masters in the world, but he never heard of any anti venom strong enough to destroy poison like Nagini's, not even the strongest and most complicated anti venoms wouldn't help against the amount of poison and the state Severus was in. But while he was laying in the pool of his own blood in the Shrieking Shack, he didn't know what exactly to think about all of it. But there was one thing he was sure about. He needed to see Lily's eyes for one last time before he died. But he was afraid his voice would betray him again.

"Look at me..." he managed to whisper. Harry Potter's green eyes, Lily's green eyes, looked directly into Severus's black eyes. If there was any doubt about Severus being on his side and not deserving to die – at least not that way – in those beautiful eyes before, it completely disappeared then.

Severus was happy to leave this world looking into the same eyes as the eyes of the one he lived for were. He could feel darkness overwhelm him, there was nothing but those beautiful green eyes for him... he started losing consciousness, but then...

"No, Professor! Wait! Hold on! Don't leave us, we'll save you!" He suddenly heard the voice of Hermione Granger. That girl really was clever. But she had no chance helping him. He was beyond help. Or maybe there was...

Suddenly, he felt another rather cold hand at the largest wound in his neck. Seconds later, he felt a liquid being poured on the wounds at his neck. The darkness, which threat to overwhelm him before, faded away. He opened his eyes again. He saw Harry Potter and Hermione Granger kneeling beside him.

"Do you think you could drink a few potions, Professor? We'll do it another way if you can't, in this case I think it is the best option," asked Miss Granger worriedly.

Severus was still in lots of pain and he was almost sure he wasn't able to do it. But he decided to try, anyway. At that very moment he realised he didn't hate Hermione Granger as much as he hated Potter and Weasley. And he wasn't sure about them anymore either, especially about Potter. He mostly tried to make Miss Granger's life a living hell because she was Potter's friend. I'm losing my reasons to hate her, thought Severus. He wasn't very pleased with the thought they were seeing him at his weakest, but Severus knew it was very childish to think that. The funny thing was those three students were the last people he would expect to save his life, no matter how often he saved theirs.

He felt someone lifted him carefully into a half sitting position and he shook away his thoughts again, probably for the third time in the last fifteen minutes. He felt Harry Potter holding him gently while Hermione gently poured three potions down his throat. The first one was pain reliever, second was blood replenishing potion, but Severus didn't recognise the third one. He hardly believed he wouldn't be able to recognise the potion, any potion, and it confused him. Hermione gently stroke a little part of his neck which wasn't a bleeding hole in an effort to help him swallow. She noticed the look on his face when she poured the third potion down his throat and guessed correctly what he was thinking about.

"The third potion was the anti venom. You didn't recognise it because I invented it only few weeks ago. I was working on it since we went searching horcruxes, to help us in case like that. It wasn't in vain, was it? I only hope it's strong enough. However, we have to wait for at least half an hour now, maybe even more, before moving you to the hospital wing, which is too risky at the moment anyway. don't worry, Professor, everything is going to be OK. We'll stay with you. Professor Snape, we're so sorry about everything. I can't believe we were so narrow minded. I'm so, so sorry."

She hesitantly reached her hand out to hold Severus's hand. She half expected her Professor was going to withdraw or even do something worse. But he gently squeezed her hand instead. But then, he seemed to remember something and he spoke weakly.

"You really are one of the brightest witches I've ever met. Thank you for everything you've done to me. But you cannot stay with me. It is very important for Harry to view my memories, because I am currently not in the state to tell him everything. Go, I'm going to be all right"

Harry didn't miss the use of his first name by Severus Snape. But he had no intention to leave him alone, not now, when he misjudged Severus Snape for so long. But he needed to know more about it, he was confused, he wanted to view his memories.

"You stay here, with the Professor. I can do it alone. I appreciate your help, but Professor Snape needs company. It'll be OK, don't worry. See ya."

"But Harry..." Ron objected.

"Harry, we need to stay together, we've been through so much together..."

"I know, I don't want to do it without you. But think about it, you don't want to leave Professor alone right now, do you? He's done so much for us, we owe him at least our lifes. It'll be OK, guys, see you as soon as Voldemort is dead, if not before." Was Harry's answer.

Hermione and Ron hugged Harry tightly. Hermione seemed like he was going to cry, but they all knew Harry was right. Severus Snape looked like he wanted to say something, but the potion began to work, so he couldn't. But what he had to say was important. He wasn't sure he'll get the opportunity to talk to Harry Potter again. But he couldn't do anything about it. So the three of them stayed in the Shrieking Shack, all of them thinking about the same person. What was going to happen next? Is everything really going to be OK, like Harry said?

A/N: so, this is the next chapter. There are going to be more, but I don't know how often I will update it. Please review I really want to know what you think about it. Sorry about the grammar and other mistakes again. I hope you like my story!