No one ever trusted your words. No one but Dumbledore.
You said he was all that mattered. Him and me. But if only you had ever known the days I had my doubts. There were times that I was untrusting... Times that I thought you would turn on us. Times I was sure you had.
But you showed all of us. In the worst way you could have...you showed us.
I remember the heat, the fog, the yelling and the cursing. The trembulous fear in everyone that day as we stood facing Voldemort. Facing Voldemort with you at his right hand. Throughout the fight, you listened to his orders, you killed our men.
Our hate for you was great then, the ones of us fighting. But still, Dumbledore fought, still, the order not to harm you hung in our heads. It must have hurt you, the utter betrayal that I was trying to send to you through the entire battle.
I know you saw my eyes, for you hesitated. You stood there, staring at me for only a few seconds. A few seconds, however, is enough for a spell. The hit snapped you out of it, and there was that scowl as you continued to fight. Continued to kill.
I had believed in you, and in my eyes...You betrayed that. I said I trusted you... And I should have.
Voldemort was not the only one taken aback when you suddenly spun on your heel, yelling for Harry to "Do it now" As you send curse after curse hurtling at your lord.
Maybe, if I had trusted you, I could have acted faster. Maybe, if I had been expecting that, as I should have been, I could have pushed you out of the way, instead of standing there like an ape.
Just as Harry's killing curse slammed into Voldemort, you were sent back, onto the dark gravel, your body not even moving.
Everything was still, I can still taste the tension in the air, even now, after so many years.
We all waited for you to get up... Perhaps you would reprimand us for not acting as we should have, or simply sneer and reply with a "How did I know you wouldn't trust me?"
But then... No one had ever lived from the killing curse.
We all know now...that you weren't lying. That you were always with us. I said that I wanted to wait until the war was over until we wed. I didn't accept, and that was my reason... I think that a little bit of it was also because I was afraid you would betray me.
You knew, didn't you? But you just smiled, nodded, said you understood. I should have said yes then.
Because now... You'll never hear me. You'll never be able to smile that wonderful smile back at me, not the sneer, but your smile.
So I, Hermione Jane Snape, accept your proposal. I shall be yours 'till the end of time... Even if you are not with me.
I will carry your name tall and proud, and perhaps... Someday... I can return to your arms.
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