Severus looked around the tiny amount of room his position allowed. Then he closed his eyes and breath deeply.
Minerva had finally left, after hours in and out, talking with healers ( screaming would probably be a better word). She had said he was leaving that same night. Leaving!
For Merlin's beard. If he could, he would have laughed like a madman. Was he a madman?
Maybe most of the healers would bet so. After all, he had remained in silent and bedridden for more than a year by then.
Unfortunately for him, that wasn't true. His mind and judgement had remained intact all that time. He was aware of pretty much anything that happened around him, every fucking minute of every fucking single day.
For all he had understood, the same hooded girl from earlier would be the one to carry him away. To were? Nobody had said. For all he knew, she could be a mass murderer ready to kill him.
She was actually a pretty sight, with raven hair and emerald eyes. The hood suggested that she did had something to hide. Her expression had seemed cold and distant, her tone indifferent at best. Until she had uncovered his body, it is. Because in those few seconds, he had seen a huge amount of emotion in her eyes. Pity, compassion? He didn't knew for sure. But by the end of those seconds he had recognized the cold rage boiling inside those green eyes. For him?
Severus had a good idea how he must look. A grown man, unshaved, too thin, with only a shirt on and a diaper. It was embarassing to no end for him.
The worst part were the nightmares. Everytime he loosed his battles with sleep, the moment he closed his eyes he would revive his worst fears, his worst memories. Voldmort, the snake, those last few moments and words...
His bladder seemed to be the most reacting part of his body in those moments. It was for that reason the healers had choose to put him with a diaper. It was easier for them. Damned the dignity, he's of no use anyway. He can't even complain.
If at least he had a person to wake him up, confort him. Yes, Severus Snape was desperate to be conforted by a human bean. His coldness was long gone being pretty much alone during months without end. The occasional visitor never remained too long.
He hoped against all hopes that the unknown girl would be more human with him. Minerva seemed very sure that girl would be able to make his situation improve. She had said a lot without telling anything for sure. The girl had been one of her favourites once. A Gryffindor? If yes, from what year? He didn't remembered that face in his early classes at Hogwarts but she didn't looked that old that she hadn't crossed his path somewhere across the years.
Breaking through his thoughts, he heard the door opening. From his point of view,he had to wait a few seconds before he could see a hooded figure appear in the room.
She appproached the bed slowly, without any footsteps sound. Like a ghost, a vision.
She took off the hood as soon as she felt his eyes on her and locked her eyes with his.
"I will take you away now, Sir. Before the night ends, you will feel a lot better."- She promised softly, her hand touching his check very lightly. Her voice was low as a whisper. Not cold at all now that they were alone.-"Now sleep, Sir. Trust me and sleep. Don't fight it. You will be safe with me but I cannot let you see were we are going tonight. In the future, perhaps"
Before he realized what he was doing, he was already dozing off, unable to fight the sudden call of sleep. Her voice was almost hipnotic.
Seeing this, Harmony smiled a little and stroked his cheek once more before step back and raise her arms in the air.
A sudden wind filled the room with purple mist and her eyes turned dark emeralds.
The purple mist enveloped them both. With the clamor of a thunder, the room was empty.
Authors Note: I'm no everyday english writer or speaker, so if I misspell something, forgive me.
My chapters will be more like scenes right now. Later they will getter bigger and more complete, I promiss.
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