Disclaimer: Everything you
recognize isn't mine…. Except the plot of course
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"You can't just walk out and leave!" She yells at him as he throws things into his trunk.
The man in front of her ignores her and continues to grab things off of a shelf and dump them in the trunk. His face and demeanor emotionless, while he mechanically maneuvers around the room clearing his presence.
"You can't act like it never happened." she speaks while her voice breaks ever so slightly. She crosses her arms as she straightens her back and raises her chin. She will not let him see her like this.
"I can and I will. I cannot bare it anymore," he said packing the last thing in his trunk, "I cannot take this life. I was supposed to be alone my whole life, you saved me from that a little while, but it came back, it always does. And each time, it comes back with a vengeance." He explained his back to her, one hand on the crate as he hunches over it.
She took a tentative step forward. "It doesn't have to be this way… you don't have to leave. Please…" She asks letting her defensive stand down. "There's no reason for you to be alone, no reason for both of us to be alone." she reasoned.
He laughs and turns around, his obsidian eyes glinting in the firelight. "I'm not saying that you have to be alone. Who am I to keep you from finding happiness? I am-"
"The one I want! The one I need!" she hastily cut him off. Taking a deep breath, she voices in a calmer tone, taking up the defensive stance once again, "I don't want another man. I don't want you to leave at all. I just want to be with you."
He sees her, like he always has, yet not the same. Here stands the one he's loved for years, yet she is more of a woman, more matured than he ever remembered. But he can't stay like this. She deserves better, not some bitter man. He must leave. He picks up the trunk and makes his was out.
Just as he passes her she grabs his arm and as a final request, still staring at the spot he'd just been, she says but one word. "Please…" she whispers as a tear falls down her face, unknown to her.
He sees it fall and wishes to reach out and brush it away, tell her he'll never leave her, but he can't. He has to… even if it pains him to see her like this. "I'm sorry Hermione, I can't."
Her arm falls limp to her side as he walks through the threshold of the room. As he walks along the long corridor he hates himself for the pain he sees in her at the moment. He turns back just to see her one last time, and there she is, exactly where she was before, yet now on her knees hunched over with her head in her hands crying silent tears of love lost. The only distinguishable word was "Severus…" Oh how he wished he could go back but he can't. He wishes he can go back and soothe away her tears and love her like there was no tomorrow, but he can't, he just… can't…
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A/N: I know this story is kind of sad (but most of mine are if not all of them are) and I know I haven't written in a long time, but I was on the computer and the idea for this little ff just came into my head and I had to write it out. And I really think I might make this into a multi-chapter ff but not right now (blame that on school, midterms, and being forgetful :-]). But I just had a thing with Severus leaving and I couldn't make up a good reason for him doing so, so I hope this works out.
Love to all. /_-EbonWings-_\