A/N This one is a little different - Snape's thoughts just before death. Mwuhahaha :D Again, please leave a review and give me lots of your beautiful ideas for mini - fics. Enjoy!


She sat on the floor crossing her legs. She swished her beautiful long red hair over her shoulder. And she turned to me. How it was me that became so lucky I didn't know at the time. How it was me who managed to get her to be my friend I don't know. It was great. After a while I was in love. Until that dreaded day. That dreaded boy. Those dreaded words. Mudblood. I don't know how I managed to live with it all, but I did. And now I am seconds from death. My last few moments I thought I would spend with her. The last few moments I am spending of my life but with her son. His son. I remember those days. The way she was. "Look at me" I whisper. I look into the boys deep green eyes. Her eyes. Not like Potter. No. Lily's eyes. And I see her inside of him. He will win this war, I think to myself, he won't die like she did. No. He won't die at the dark lords hands.