The new part is here. Tell me what you think and happy Valentine's day(.
Love you all.
Dawn sighed. It seemed she had been alone for centuries now. Even since the professor had left, she felt so lonely. Who know that being trapped in your mind could be so boring. And the place had changed too. It became colder, darker, scarier. While being alone, Dawn had thought about things. Especially the ones Cordelia talked about. Did that meant Snape was the love of her life? The girl pushed that thought away. He was old and had greasy hair, what could be worse? A little voice in her head whispered that he could be a bad man. But he wasn't. Somehow she knew that. Dawn felt Snape's presence before seeing him.
" You are back."
" It's not a dream." A whisper came from his lips.
" No, unfortunately it isn't." Dawn looked at his face. And ugly bruise was on his cheek. She touched it gently.
" Did I do this?"
" Yes." Her hand was captured and kisses lovingly. Dawn didn't know what to do. This was so strange.
" Sorry." She quickly withdrew her hand. Something crossed Snape's face.
" Why am I here?"
" I am not sure."
" I see." Dawn turned around thinking he was going to leave. But he didn't. Severus Snape just kept surprising her.
" You are not Dawn Potter." It was a statement.
" No, I am not." Hundred emotions were on his face. At last just hate remained. The teacher grabbed her.
" Stop playing games with me. Who are you? Who sent you? And what did you do to Dawn?" Surprised green eyes looked at him.
" What are you talking about?"
" What did you do to the girl? He tightened his grip. Tears came to her eyes. What did he think he was? No one could treat her like that.
" I am she you moron."
" Listen to me..." He crushed his body to hers and it felt so good. " I want to know what did you do with the girl and I will get my answer" His nose was practically touching hers. Snape looked so determined then.
" I am Dawn. I am." She whispered weakly.
" Stop lying." His hands wrapped around her neck. " You can't be her. Dawn Potter would never touch me, Dawn Potter would never love me. I don't know how you did it but I will found out. I will found out how you know my feelings. You have no right to play with them, you have no right to play with me." Dawn tried very hard to listen to his words but his hands on her throat tightened and she slowly fell unconcious. How could she go unconsious here? Suddenly the images passed through her head and she knew. Oh, god she knew. She remembered watching him when he was still a child. Watching him crying, growing and getting colder and colder each year. She remembered how much she wanted to help him, how much she cared. The real Severus Snape stood before her eyes. The man who gave so much, the man who loved so much, the man who suffered so much. And Dawn realized what Cordelia meant. Finally she knew. The man let go of her and started to cry.
" I just...I don't understand. Why do I fell this way? Why do I feel? Why are you doing this to me?" Dawn caressed his cheek.
" Because I love you."
" You think you know what you are, what's to come. You haven't even begun."
" Would you stop saying this? It's annoying." Buffy hated this dream. Tara was here again.
" You think you know..."
" Shut up."
" You think you know..." Buffy was so frustrated. Why didn't Tara shut up? The slayer already fulfilled her destiny. What more could anyone ask?
" I said..." Tara smiled. She never smiled before.
" You think you know what you are, what's to come. You haven't even begun." Tara stroked her hair. " But she did."
Dawn sighed. It seemed she had been alone for centuries now. Even since the professor had left, she felt so lonely. Who know that being trapped in your mind could be so boring. And the place had changed too. It became colder, darker, scarier. While being alone, Dawn had thought about things. Especially the ones Cordelia talked about. Did that meant Snape was the love of her life? The girl pushed that thought away. He was old and had greasy hair, what could be worse? A little voice in her head whispered that he could be a bad man. But he wasn't. Somehow she knew that. Dawn felt Snape's presence before seeing him.
" You are back."
" It's not a dream." A whisper came from his lips.
" No, unfortunately it isn't." Dawn looked at his face. And ugly bruise was on his cheek. She touched it gently.
" Did I do this?"
" Yes." Her hand was captured and kisses lovingly. Dawn didn't know what to do. This was so strange.
" Sorry." She quickly withdrew her hand. Something crossed Snape's face.
" Why am I here?"
" I am not sure."
" I see." Dawn turned around thinking he was going to leave. But he didn't. Severus Snape just kept surprising her.
" You are not Dawn Potter." It was a statement.
" No, I am not." Hundred emotions were on his face. At last just hate remained. The teacher grabbed her.
" Stop playing games with me. Who are you? Who sent you? And what did you do to Dawn?" Surprised green eyes looked at him.
" What are you talking about?"
" What did you do to the girl? He tightened his grip. Tears came to her eyes. What did he think he was? No one could treat her like that.
" I am she you moron."
" Listen to me..." He crushed his body to hers and it felt so good. " I want to know what did you do with the girl and I will get my answer" His nose was practically touching hers. Snape looked so determined then.
" I am Dawn. I am." She whispered weakly.
" Stop lying." His hands wrapped around her neck. " You can't be her. Dawn Potter would never touch me, Dawn Potter would never love me. I don't know how you did it but I will found out. I will found out how you know my feelings. You have no right to play with them, you have no right to play with me." Dawn tried very hard to listen to his words but his hands on her throat tightened and she slowly fell unconcious. How could she go unconsious here? Suddenly the images passed through her head and she knew. Oh, god she knew. She remembered watching him when he was still a child. Watching him crying, growing and getting colder and colder each year. She remembered how much she wanted to help him, how much she cared. The real Severus Snape stood before her eyes. The man who gave so much, the man who loved so much, the man who suffered so much. And Dawn realized what Cordelia meant. Finally she knew. The man let go of her and started to cry.
" I just...I don't understand. Why do I fell this way? Why do I feel? Why are you doing this to me?" Dawn caressed his cheek.
" Because I love you."
" You think you know what you are, what's to come. You haven't even begun."
" Would you stop saying this? It's annoying." Buffy hated this dream. Tara was here again.
" You think you know..."
" Shut up."
" You think you know..." Buffy was so frustrated. Why didn't Tara shut up? The slayer already fulfilled her destiny. What more could anyone ask?
" I said..." Tara smiled. She never smiled before.
" You think you know what you are, what's to come. You haven't even begun." Tara stroked her hair. " But she did."