Authors Note: I really love this chapter because i love the emotion Snape has. I loved writing this chapter and i hope that you will too, i know its short. PLEASE REVIEW, i really need to know that someone out there likes this story. Also sorry it took so long to post this chapter, i was on vacation:)
The second I became conscious I felt an excruciating pain. It took my breath away, it only took me a second to find that it was coming from my shoulder. Everything else seemed to be numb. It didn't take me long to realize that I was in the hospital wing. The sheets incasing me were familiar, warm and soft cushioning my broken body. Everything smelled clean and there was a slight draft from the lack of fireplaces. However no matter how hard I tried I couldn't remember what had happened. I could only remember that Ginny had scored, that was it. Nothing after that. It was all fuzzy.
I was pulled from my mussing by the realization that someone was gripping my hand. I knew who the hand belonged to immediately, Severus. I could here he was saying something but I couldn't hear exactly what it was. His voice sounded different though, less strong and sure, like it was broken. He sounded sad almost as if he was, crying. He was crying! I tried to focus harder on what he was saying, finally I could just make it out.
"Johanna, please my love, please wake up. I am so sorry." I could hear the desperation in his voice as it shock with emotion. He sounded out of breath like he had been crying for hours. I could feel the evidence of his tears on the hand he clutched. "I am so sorry, darling." He sucked in a shaky breath. "I couldn't protect you. Please wake up, I can't lose you. Please, please." My heart felt so heavy, I wanted to see him to hold him and tell him I was alright and that I would never leave him, but my whole body felt like lead. " You trusted me to protect you, and I failed you, please forgive me. Love please."
He stayed with me all night. Never once did he leave my side. My heart would break every time he would beg me to wake, ask for my forgiveness for his failure to help me. The endless chanting of "I'm so sorry" making tears stream down my cheeks. Yet no matter how hard I tried I could not stir. When morning came I heard Madam Pomfrey bustling around and I was afraid that Severus had been caught. I soon realized that he must have been cloaking himself because his presence was not noticed. He bent over me and whispered.
"I shall be back later my love." Placing a kiss on my forehead I felt him pull his hand away from mine and then he was gone.