"Severus?" Elizabeth tightened her robe, looking out into the darkened corridor. A shadow moved, causing her to jump. She sighed at seeing Severus before motioning him inside. He went to her couch, sitting heavily. "What's wrong?"

He winced as she sat beside him. Taking his arm, she moved it from his body and gasped. His cloak was soaked in blood.

"Oh Severus. I'll get Poppy—"

"No." He grabbed her arm preventing her from standing. "No. I just... had to see you... first."

"Severus — what can I do?"

"In my rooms, there is a cabinet. I need you to get me three potions..."

"Severus?" whispered Elizabeth, sitting up and wrapping herself in a sheet from the cold. There was no response, so she brightened the room. She frowned, seeing Severus sitting at the foot of the bed, merely staring at her. "Severus, are you alright?"

"Yes. I am fine."

"You're staring at me."

He tilted his head before taking her hand. He frowned.

"Why did you marry me Elizabeth? Do you really, honestly love me?"

She blinked at him. "Severus, I ..."

"That was a rather pointless announcement." growled Severus beside Elizabeth. She rolled her eyes. It was breakfast and Albus had just announced that Minerva was his wife, for the last fifteen years. "Everyone knew those two were sleeping together."

"Oh really? Is it that easy to tell?" She gave him a look, making him smirk.

"Of course Professor Season."

Elizabeth smiled, as Severus woke her by nibbling on her ear. Her eyes opened and she saw the pleased look on his face.

"What time is it?" She whispered. He placed small kisses on her neck as he answered.

"It's almost five o'clock."

"In the morning! Severus, you're crazy!" She turned into her pillow, putting her back to him, moving to go back to sleep. Her husband however had other ideas. His arms snaked around her waist and she giggled as his fingers skimmed her bare stomach. He nibbled on her ear again, making her moan.

"I want to sleep." She said firmly, trying to fight her own body's natural attraction to what he was doing to it.

"No you don't." He purred, kissing her shoulder. Elizabeth bit her lip, finding her body becoming more and more awake under his attentions. She rolled herself onto her back and looked up at him. He smiled before pressing their mouths together. When he pulled away he gently licked his lips.

"What do you want Elizabeth?" He whispered, in that lovely voice of his. Elizabeth didn't stand a chance and she knew it. She felt her body react to his quickly.

"I want you." She whispered before claiming his mouth with hers.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?"

"No." Replied Severus, pulling her through the last door and out onto the Astronomy tower's platform. Elizabeth bit her lip, uncomfortable with heights. Severus smirked when she moved her body into his.

"My Elizabeth — scared of heights?" He teased. She looked at him, gently poking him.

"I'm only human Severus — I am allowed a weakness or two."

"It's not very wise."

She didn't answer him, only tightened her hold on his robes. He laughed before looking up. Elizabeth did as well and smiled.

"It's a beautiful night."

"Yes it is."

"No. No! Severus — don't leave me!" Elizabeth clawed at Severus's prone body. Harry Potter had waged the last cry against Lord Voldemort. They were on the grass outside the castle, bodies and fighting surrounding them. Elizabeth was crying touching her husband's face and neck.

"Don't die on me baby — I need you!" She whimpered. He blinked at her, his mouth opening and closing. She swallowed, lifting her hand to check on the wound on his neck. He was bleeding heavily and she could only put pressure on it. They were both covered in blood.

His blood.

"Come on baby — hold on!" She urged, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

She was unaware that the fighting had stopped, that many were cheering in celebration of the dark wizard's downfall. She rocked Severus like a baby, willing him to stay alive. Minerva, who was holding a broken arm, kissed Albus who merely had a scratch on his cheek from a poorly aimed spell. They were unaware of their fellow colleagues and friends near by.

Severus's eyes slowly blinked and Elizabeth felt terror inside.

"No. No Severus! Don't go to sleep on me." She patted his cheeks, as his eyes were still drooping. "Come on baby! Stay with me!"

Her screams brought attention and many turned to see the DADA professor rocking the potion master in her arms. She was crying. She looked wildly around her.

"Help! Someone, please! Save him!"

"Send for Poppy!" roared Albus, rushing to his friends, Minerva close behind him. Elizabeth sobbed, kissing Severus's face and forehead as she rocked him.

"Come on baby. You can't leave me. We both need you. Come on baby. Please."

Elizabeth's mind was full of flashes, of images and faces. She sat silently behind her desk, her classroom empty. She couldn't get herself to leave. Elizabeth was just so confused. Her heart told her one thing, her memories others and yet, they couldn't all be the same.

She remembered when she married Severus. Albus and Minerva were there, Albus preforming the ceremony as Minerva acted as witness. She remembered how gentle Severus had been on their wedding night, how gentle he always was. She recalled the late night essay grading, together in his rooms, them curled up together for warmth. Elizabeth recalled Severus leaving for Death Eater meetings, returning covered in blood and curses. She would care for him all she could before calling on Poppy. She had spent many nights up worrying whether it was the last for him.

Before the Final Battle, Severus had never told her that he loved her. She had gotten pregnant on their wedding night and she still hadn't told him yet when the final battle began. Severus hadn't wanted her in the fighting, they had talked about it but somehow, she was unable to avoid it.

Severus had been severely injured when he pushed Elizabeth's body away from the direction of a deadly curse. Because of how his body was angled, the spell slashed his neck instead, cutting the major artery. He was bleeding to death, in her arms and she had been helpless to save him.

Poppy was able to replenish his lost blood, heal the artery and his neck. He didn't even have a scar. Elizabeth had been unable to leave his side for the whole month Poppy had him in her care. By then, everyone in the wizardly world knew of Severus Snape and his secret wife Elizabeth Snape and his unborn child.

At the end of that month, Lucius had her kidnapped and tried to use her as leverage on Severus, the war hero, to get out easy on his war crimes.

She rubbed her eyes. It was all she could remember so far. There were moments when she was happy, when Severus appeared happy but... she didn't know if he loved her yet. She recalled the memories of being in Lucius's dungeons but not how she was rescued. Having looked through past Daily Prophet, she knew that Lucius Malfoy had been sent to the Dementors and Kissed.

"Elizabeth dear, is everything alright?" asked Minerva from the door. Elizabeth turned her head.

"Minerva — does Severus love me?"

Minerva laughed much like Poppy had — like it was a ridiculous thing to question. Elizabeth sighed, lowering her head and staring at her desk.

"I can't remember anything after Malfoy had me kidnapped. Severus never told me he loved me. Not once Minerva." She felt her eyes burn. "Everyone tells me he loves me but I can't remember him saying so. I compare him, the Severus I know now to the Severus of my memories and it doesn't fit. They are like two separate and different people."

"Elizabeth, Severus did change a lot after the war. He was freed from Voldemort when Harry killed him. He didn't have to pretend anymore about being a Death Eater."

Elizabeth looked up at her.

"You mean, Severus wasn't himself till after the war."

"He had to pretend a lot of things while he was a spy. You know that Elizabeth."

"Do I?" she questioned. "I see a man who tucks and holds his children with love. In my memories, he's cold, dark and cruel person. They can't be the same. No one can change that much, can they?"

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