A/N: Whoopee! New chapter up!
Again, all characters except for Amy Winters belong to J.K. Rowling.
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2 His hand closed upon the bracelet as he struggled to fight back the tears that were creeping out of him. There was always something wrong, but he never had imagined it to have gotten that bad. He didn't even want to believe it.
Amy had seemed to be getting a cold lately, though she hid it well.
"Are you all right?" Severus asked her as she began to cough. She cleared her throat and simply nodded.
"I'm fine."
Why did she have to lie to him? She knew she wasn't fine, but she couldn't get herself to tell him. She didn't want to make him worry.
It was a warm and sunny Saturday afternoon. Severus and Amy walked around near the lake, chatting away like usual.
"You really should lighten up a little, Severus. I think you're giving your students a bit of a tough time." Amy said teasingly.
"You might be the lighten up kind of a person but I, as I believe you know, am the complete opposite." She laughed, smiling her warm smile that always seemed to make his day feel complete. Amy coughed again, a bit more intense than she had before a few minutes ago.
"Are you sure you're all right?" Severus asked her with a concerned look on his face. Amy nodded but did not say anything. They kept walking when Amy suddenly stopped walking.
"What's wrong?" Severus asked her, also stopping. Amy suddenly started gasping for breath as if the world had suddenly run out of oxygen. "Amy?" Severus said, looking even more concerned than before. Without warning, Amy fell toward the ground. Severus reached out and caught her seconds before she hit the ground and gently held her in his arms. She coughed and slowly said,
"I'm sorry." Severus slowly shook his head, clearly confused yet some how knew what she meant.
"What do you mean?" He asked shakily.
"I lied to you," She said, coughing again. "When you asked if I was all right. All of those times I lied to you." He didn't speak although if he tried he knew nothing would have been able to come out. And then, ever so slowly, she said, "I've been really ill lately. Nothing contagious, but still." He shook his head, unable to believe this.
"But you'll be all right," He said reassuringly. "You will, won't you?" She shook her head.
"I'm so sorry, Severus." He shook his head.
"No. No, you can't. Amy, you can't."
"You have to understand, Severus. It's not something I can control."
"You can't! Amy, please, don't die. Please," He felt tears falling down his face as he spoke. "You can't leave me. I can't live without you."
"You have to, Severus. It won't do you any good to forget about living just because of me."
"No," He said softly, placing his hand on her face. "I can't. It's impossible."
"Severus, promise me you will. Promise me." She said, coughing. He shook his head, tears still falling silently down his face, unable to speak.
"Severus, please! Promise me you'll go on." He choked back his tears and nodded.
"I promise." Amy smiled at him and shakily brought her arm up and placed her hand on his face.
"I love you Severus and I'll never truly leave you." He put his hand over hers that was on his face and felt her pulse in her hand die away.
That had been the most horrible moment of his life that he would ever have. While he remembered this tears fell silently down his face once more.
"Alive or not, I'll always keep my promise." He whispered to the sky as a warm breeze past by him that perhaps carried the soul of his wonderful Amy, knowing that he would never have the courage to love again.
A/N: Well that's the end of my fanfic. Might be a bit boring to some people who only go for really detailed fanfics, but it sure as hell made my friends and I cry. (Yes, I know this was kind of a take-off from Moulin Rouge at the end of how she dies). Please no flaming if you review
Again, all characters except for Amy Winters belong to J.K. Rowling.
1
2 His hand closed upon the bracelet as he struggled to fight back the tears that were creeping out of him. There was always something wrong, but he never had imagined it to have gotten that bad. He didn't even want to believe it.
Amy had seemed to be getting a cold lately, though she hid it well.
"Are you all right?" Severus asked her as she began to cough. She cleared her throat and simply nodded.
"I'm fine."
Why did she have to lie to him? She knew she wasn't fine, but she couldn't get herself to tell him. She didn't want to make him worry.
It was a warm and sunny Saturday afternoon. Severus and Amy walked around near the lake, chatting away like usual.
"You really should lighten up a little, Severus. I think you're giving your students a bit of a tough time." Amy said teasingly.
"You might be the lighten up kind of a person but I, as I believe you know, am the complete opposite." She laughed, smiling her warm smile that always seemed to make his day feel complete. Amy coughed again, a bit more intense than she had before a few minutes ago.
"Are you sure you're all right?" Severus asked her with a concerned look on his face. Amy nodded but did not say anything. They kept walking when Amy suddenly stopped walking.
"What's wrong?" Severus asked her, also stopping. Amy suddenly started gasping for breath as if the world had suddenly run out of oxygen. "Amy?" Severus said, looking even more concerned than before. Without warning, Amy fell toward the ground. Severus reached out and caught her seconds before she hit the ground and gently held her in his arms. She coughed and slowly said,
"I'm sorry." Severus slowly shook his head, clearly confused yet some how knew what she meant.
"What do you mean?" He asked shakily.
"I lied to you," She said, coughing again. "When you asked if I was all right. All of those times I lied to you." He didn't speak although if he tried he knew nothing would have been able to come out. And then, ever so slowly, she said, "I've been really ill lately. Nothing contagious, but still." He shook his head, unable to believe this.
"But you'll be all right," He said reassuringly. "You will, won't you?" She shook her head.
"I'm so sorry, Severus." He shook his head.
"No. No, you can't. Amy, you can't."
"You have to understand, Severus. It's not something I can control."
"You can't! Amy, please, don't die. Please," He felt tears falling down his face as he spoke. "You can't leave me. I can't live without you."
"You have to, Severus. It won't do you any good to forget about living just because of me."
"No," He said softly, placing his hand on her face. "I can't. It's impossible."
"Severus, promise me you will. Promise me." She said, coughing. He shook his head, tears still falling silently down his face, unable to speak.
"Severus, please! Promise me you'll go on." He choked back his tears and nodded.
"I promise." Amy smiled at him and shakily brought her arm up and placed her hand on his face.
"I love you Severus and I'll never truly leave you." He put his hand over hers that was on his face and felt her pulse in her hand die away.
That had been the most horrible moment of his life that he would ever have. While he remembered this tears fell silently down his face once more.
"Alive or not, I'll always keep my promise." He whispered to the sky as a warm breeze past by him that perhaps carried the soul of his wonderful Amy, knowing that he would never have the courage to love again.
A/N: Well that's the end of my fanfic. Might be a bit boring to some people who only go for really detailed fanfics, but it sure as hell made my friends and I cry. (Yes, I know this was kind of a take-off from Moulin Rouge at the end of how she dies). Please no flaming if you review
