the usual disclaimer applies. you know the drill.
The war was over.
So many had died.
Among them were the Golden Trio.
All three ruthlessly murdered by Lord Voldemort.
Severus couldn't stop thinking about his beloved Hermione.
He couldn't accept the fact that she was dead.
The dreaded day
The burial service for Hermione, Harry, and Ron.
Severus visited her grave every day
His beloved wife
His son's mother
The one he would love forever
Lying in bed, waiting for the day when he would see her again
Remembering her beauty
Wishing it was him that had died
Watching his son be sorted into Gryffindor
Wishing Hermione was there
Wishing Harry and Ron were there for their still grieving wives
Lying on his deathbed twenty years down the road
Knowing he will be with his beloved soon
Comforting his grieving son
Slowly dying
Wanting to see her again after a lifetime of waiting
Dying with his son sobbing over his body
And Severus in Heaven, embracing the love of his life once again
An eternity with his love….
Never to be lonely again