The End…Psyche!

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Onward with the story!

This was the end.

Severus could feel the last string of his sanity beginning to snap, and if that wasn't bad enough, he could hardly feel the pain of the cruciatus anymore.

As good as that might sound, it wasn't.

The light, he thought, the light was too bright. Then it started to fade.

Oh my, Severus thought, his thoughts affected his surroundings now.

…

His body wasn't burning unbelievably, he said in his mind, but nothing changed.

Completely unfair.

Severus looked with much effort towards the now fading light and saw two shadowy figures appear. The potions master didn't take the time to study them though. Why bother?

But he continued to watch them. One looked around frantically before turning in Severus's direction and running towards him.

At least he didn't have to worry about anyone attacking him.

The one running towards him had finally reached Severus and kneeled beside him.

Ugh, really you couldn't have kneeled a little to the left, Severus thought, now irritated with the figure. He was forced to turn his head again to see the figure put its hands on his face.

Release me, Severus thought lazily, I don't know where your hands have been.

The figure said something but he couldn't register it.

Everything, everything felt like fire. Why wasn't he dead yet? The fire, the fire, it burned. It was too hot.

The other tapped his face gently, but Severus didn't respond. Why wasn't he dead?

The figure yelled something at the other or that's who Severus guessed it was seeing as he sure as hell wasn't going to turn his head again.

Then he felt it, the calm before the storm. An utter stillness in the entire room.

And then Severus gasped. He felt as if his skin had been ripped off and then slapped back on.

But the world, it didn't burn anymore.

His shock and relief was short lived though. The potions master watched as the chaos once within him seemed to make itself tangible outside.

Blasts of magic began to fly back and forth behind the first figure.

"…verus?...rus?" The potions master opened his mouth to speak but was forced to stop himself.

His hand jumped to his chest, fingers clawing at his robe, just above his heart.

His body was going into shock. His heart was beating too fast. He couldn't get enough air. Not fast enough!

"Severus!" The figure called out. He snapped his head towards the other figure. "Tom?!"

The other, Tom, yelled back. "Get him out of here! I've got this!"

And then the first figure picked him up and ran.

Severus expected another painful almost death to assault him, but nothing hit them. The spells, they either dissipated or just completely avoided them, as if seeking a different direction.

And then they were alone, and it was quiet.

Severus noticed they had entered a room and felt the tell all magic of a silencing charm.

The first figure sat Severus gently in a chair. He knelt in front of him, finally he could see the other, he thought, but almost wished he couldn't.

Such beautiful eyes, Severus thought. Such beautiful eyes that held so much emotion they almost brought tears to his own.

Such a nuisance those were.

The potions master hadn't even noticed that his heart had slowed, or that the stranger was hiding his face.

Warm but strong, Severus thought, those hands could prove to be a threat.

But the eyes, those beautiful eyes. A different color than any he'd ever seen. They were such a perfect shade of green. In places, they had dark flecks like emeralds that light had never touched.

But then they'd move to look Severus over and for a moment they'd look like the spring grass he saw outside the castle, kissed by dew.

I'm insane, Severus thought, but…these feelings are wonderful.

The eyes were portals into his being. Severus knew he'd never even have to use the mind reading spell to see what went on in his head.

The eyes told him he wasn't a threat. Not to him. Not yet.

"Severus," he heard the other whisper, "I'm so glad you're alright."

Severus gave him a weird look. "Who are you?"

The figure shook his head. "I will tell you everything when you're safe."

"Why did you save me?" He asked being persistent.

"When you're safe," the other said gently, "I promise."

Severus was almost ready to throw a tantrum. "Are you going to hurt me?" He asked desperately.

The stranger grabbed his hand and Severus tried not to notice how much bigger they seemed compared to his own . "Never."

The raw emotion laced in his voice made tears well up in his eyes. He couldn't even linger on those green windows. It was too much.

"Why are you here?" He asked, now fraught. "How do you know me? How much do you know about me?"

"I know a lot about you Severus."

The potions master was starting to get nervous. There were things he didn't want people to know and he wished to keep it that way. "Like what?"

The figure leaned forward until their noses touched. "I know you hide yourself behind a glamour."

Severus was so taken aback, he barely noticed the wand raised near his face.

"Completus revelio." The figure whispered.

And then time seemed to slow.

And then I said stop! Ha! I hope those of you who gave me no reviews feel frustrated enough to tell me how frustrated you are. Now if you'll excuse me, while I consider what goes on in the next chapter, I will be teasing one of my best friends. See you soon sweet hearts! Oh and completus revelio means completely reveal. I'm using Latin and what I can from Rowling okay?

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