A/N Hmmm... I think I'll make the rest of this story from Sev's point of view. Though Harry's the conflict, Sev is the main character.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or anyone.
Anger Induced
Chapter 6
Severus stared at himself in the mirror, wondering who on earth the man staring back at him was.
Limp black hair fell into his dull bloodshot eyes. Dark circles? More like dark blotches. His skin was deathly pale, and his face more gaunt than normal.
Tears were threatening to fall, but he reined them in. He had to be strong, strong for the students and other staffers.
Harry Potter was in a coma. And it was all his fault.
No one, not even Dumbledore was aware of what finally pushed the Boy Who Lived too far.
None but Severus.
And he had to live with the guilt that Lily's child was dying, and yet carry on with appearances.
It was hard, not going back to how he was right after his Lily was murdered. The constant working, the hardly eating, the self consciousness...
He visited Harry often, in the boy's private little room. He apologized for what he said, not just that night in the Astronomy tower, but all the time before that. He told the boy he had a life worth living, and begged the child to wake up. But that was in the beginning, about a week ago. Now he sat there, reading, sometimes talking about everything and nothing.
Just begging the boy to awaken to make Severus's life living hell again.
Poppy had done all she could: Stitching up the cut, blood replenishers, nutrient potions, and a comfortable calm setting.
The only job left was for the boy to open those emerald eyes again.
Severus looked at the boy's friends at dinner that day. Severus wondered how they would cope if the boy passed.
Messrs Thomas, Finnigan, and Longbottom would be sad for a while, but they'd move on.
Miss Weasley and the twins would get depressed for a while, isolate themselves, then they would move on.
Granger would bury herself in her studies, have an emotional, tearful outburst, marry Weasley, and then move on.
Weasley would act out, yelling at everyone, before he would comfort Granger, marry Granger, and then move on.
Now Lovegood... He wasn't sure how she'd react, since she was very unpredictable.
With the teachers, he knew they'd act strong for the children, but then they would cry in private.
Black and Lupin would be inconsolable, until they announced their love for each other. (Here, Severus couldn't help but roll his eyes).
But what would he himself do?
Most likely kill himself.
Severus looked down at his shrimp scampi, suddenly nauseous. He wearily stood, and started walking away-
"Severus Tobias Snape! Where do you think you're going?!" Poppy hissed, glaring at him.
"Where do you think?" Severus muttered tiredly.
Madam Pomfrey gave him a sad look. "You need to eat and rest. You being there all the time won't help him get better."
"How do you know that?" Snape snapped. He HAD to be there. If he wasn't, then he wouldn't be able to atone for all he did to the boy.
"Severus-"
"It doesn't matter," he cut her off, walking away.
Poppy glanced at the rest of the staff table. She noticed that Hagrid and Pomona seemed to notice something wrong, but besides them, everyone else was distracted, worrying about Mr. Potter. Thankfully, Umbridge had been kicked out of Hogwarts, due to the fact she was in possession of a Dark Artifact.
"He seems troubled," Pomona said gently. Poppy nodded.
"Harry being in there has messed with his mind. He was the one who found him, you know."
Hagrid frowned, beneath his thick facial hair. "Yeh know how 'e was afte' Lily passed. I think 'es goin back to tha' time..."
Pomona looked horrified. "I hope not!"
Poppy ran her hands through her short curls. "If Harry doesn't get better, I'm afraid he will."
Hagrid wiped a huge hand over his eyes. He had been close to both Harry and Snape in their school days. To think of both of them being destroyed... "Poor Harry and Sev'rus... Is there a chance tha' Harry 'ill get better?"
Poppy sighed. "It will be Harry's decision. He is in perfect health."
Pomona shook her head. "I hope, for the sake of everyone, especially Severus, that that child chooses to awaken."
Severus walked into the private room near Poppy's office. It looked the same as always: Light golden walls, white tile floors, and the large window that showed the Black Lake.
He sat down in his normal chair, trying not to look at Harry. He knew what he would see. All the tubes connecting the small fifth year to various machines...
Severus sighed. "Hi," he whispered, letting his eyes land on the boy. "I know its my fault you're here... I truly hope you can forgive me when...if you wake up..."
He swallowed hard against the pain in his throat. "It doesn't matter if you don't. Forgive me, that is. I know I don't deserve to be in your presence, let alone be worthy of your forgiveness. I... you're friends need you Potter. You need to wake up. Please, Pot-Harry. Please, Harry, you are so loved. If you leave-I don't think anyone will be able to move on."
The previous thoughts of the boy's friends seemed to melt away. They would never move on, and it'd be all his fault.
Severus closed his eyes, as he leaned forward. "I won't," he whispered, guilt making his stomach roil.
Slowly the man reached for the boy's hand, but retreated. 'I don't deserve to touch him,' the man thought, pinching his wrist.
"I'm so sorry Harry... and Lily... I've... failed you..."
A/N THERE! Longer chapter! Sad, but long. As I said, this is going to be Snape centric-ish, but Harry is going to be talked about a lot, and will be involved.
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