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Chapter 13

God, he looked like a small child, whose favourite teddy had just been ripped out of his arms. Why had she agreed for him to be there when she went? Wouldn't it be kinder to the both of them if she just vanished in the night.

Ripping off the plaster quickly.

Right now she was prolonging the pain, knowing that the next time she would see Severus, he would be soaked in blood knocking at deaths door. So looking into his eyes in that moment knowing that, made her feel sick to the stomach.

Severus stared into her eyes, words of comfort lingered on his lips. Not matter how many pretty words of love he could humanly conjure, would never be enough.

What was worse, was the fact that he didn't know himself when he would next see Hermione. This moment of longing looks and prolonged silence could be the last for him, and that thought scared him. Never in his life would Severus Snape ever think that a thought would truly put fear inside him, but the thought of never seeing Hermione again felt like torture.

Severus looked up, shields down showing as much emotion as was humanly possible for Snape, "Hermione..."

Her eyes flicked up from the implement that was grasped tightly in her hand.

"Severus please!" She pleaded, "This is hard enough as it is, I don't need you asking me to stay." Her hands started to tremble, as her conscienceness finally succumbed to the flood of pain that filled her very being.

He reached forward and placed his warm slender hands upon hers.

"That was not what I WAS going to say Granger." He snapped. Feeling his emotions slosh all over the place.

He quickly regained his cool, Severus never wanted to hurt Hermione.

He let go of her hands and straightened his posture and looked away from her.

For a man like Severus, speaking from the heart, was an immensely different task. Telling Hermione was one thing, but to look at her at the same time? Now that was too much for his poor heart to endure.

"I know whatever I would attempt to say to make you stay would be utterly fruitless Hermione. When you have an idea set in that brilliant mind of yours, you go ahead with your Gryffindor bravery until you have reached your attended goal.

"However, you are fighting a battle with time. Scenarios might not plan out how you may have imagined them to be. Yes I am aware you have been here before, but every single moment you linger in the past, the future is changing. This final battle may be different to the one you had first hand experience to. These may not be major differences, but there will be... I'm already disgusted with myself for quoting this man, but he has a point. Constant vigilance Hermione, make sure to remember that. No matter what you see.

Even if, even if I do not live after all. I ask this of you, Hermione..." Severus turned to look at her now, his eyes glistening with intent and seriousness.

"Don't do anything idiotic. Do not act like juliet. Do not die for me. That is my one wish, should I not make it after all. Please live. For me. I love you Hermione Granger. Thank you for showing me what it is like to love and be loved in return. Merlin it is a beautiful thing, and should I die, I shall die a happy man."

Suddenly his lips were on hers, sealing this promise. When they withdrew from one another, Hermione leant back in and spoke in a low controlled tone, holding back the torrents of emotion that stormed away inside herself "No, thank you Severus. Thank you for showing me the real you. The beautiful thoughtful side of you..."

Her breath hitched as she attempted to carry on "This will not be goodbye Severus. I will make sure of that."

At this Hermione knew now was the time, so to speak. She clutched the time Turner in her hand. After quickly mentally going over in her mind, if she had everything, knowing she had, her eyes searched for Severus.

She was met with his passionate gaze penetrating her heart and soul with his love.

Taking a calming deep breath she whispered in Severus's direction.

"I love you."

But before he had the chance to utter those same words, Hermione had vanished.

Time warped around her as she started to mentally prepare herself for the final leg of her mission.

Time gradually slowed back to its normal pace. She glanced around the headmasters office, to be greeted by the sight of not one, but both Carrows.

Snarling at her, both ready to fight.

Hermione knew what she needed to do. She grasped her wand, and began, the war was afoot.

AN right! on to the nitty gritty now! I would like to send Hermione back soon! Thank you to everyone for your reviews, I love reading them!Much love!