AN. As you may notice that I am writing in first person, first time doing that. I hope it makes sense.I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER.
"I too am also a coward Miss Granger."
I look up to see the dark, tired eyes of Severus Snape, sitting, slumped next to pillar very close to the edge.
His hands look like mine.
I look at him with intrigue, does he understand?
"Yes, I believe I do... Oh come off it girl, you know I can hear your thoughts."
I stand there dumbfounded, yet feeling a small ball of light emitting from her chest.
I stared at him for a couple more seconds and then joined him next to the pillar.
I sat a great deal closer than I thought, my shoulder touched his.
It was extremely opposite to what he used to be like in my childhood.
We sat there, for what felt like hours, watching the time go by all around us. It felt like the most content silence I had experienced for a long time. His company felt like a much needed comfort to me, dispite who it was.
"I want it end." I sigh, staring numbly into the nothingness of the black nights sky.
"As do I." He breathed back.
"I am so alone."
"And yet... you are not."
All of a sudden there is a rough but warm hand on top of mine.
"I was not aware, you felt this way." He said to me, his eyes not leaving our bruised knuckles.
"Nor I you..."
There was a silence.
"Ineed."
It was as if, him saying that word broke down all of my dreaded hidden feelings, that I had been barracading away for all of these years.
Without warning, a pair of arms swiftly wrap themselves around me.
We are both crying.
Yet, just this small act of kindness makes me feel comfort I have not felt in a long time.
"Thank you." I whispered.
"No, Thank you."