Secret Love (A Severus Snape Romance)

Chapter 26: The Realization

The first few moments when I wake up feel like heaven compared to the next five minutes when the memories from last night hit me.

I'm pregnant and Snape broke up with me. How great. I wish I could just forget about it, maybe I'll ask someone to cast a spell on me or something. But first I should probably figure out what the hell I'm going to do with the baby.

I don't have time to think now, though, because I have to go to a Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson. I hate these lessons, because there's Gilderoy Lockhart. I'm never going to forget how he just walked into Snapes room when we were there that one time. Ugh, I don't want to think about Snape again.

I can't concentrate on the lesson at all because I have to concentrate on holding back my tears. I still can't quite comprehend how he broke up with me over such an insignificant little thing. A tiny white lie. If he really loved me, he wouldn't have done that, he couldn't have.

Then it hits me. He never loved me at all.

I can't hold my tears back any longer, I let them flood on my face as i start sobbing uncontrollably. I sound horrible and loud and I know that a dozen pair of eyes are turning to stare at me, but I don't want to see them. I don't know where to look, I get anxious and run out of the class and hustle to the hallway.

These past months have been hard enough as they have been, Snape didn't have to break my heart on top of all. I don't know if my heart can take this, I don't know if I can bear all this sadness that's eating me away piece by piece.

I don't know where I'm headed, I just run in the hallway. Stupid Severus. Even more stupid me. How was I so blind and easy to fool? Our love did feel too good to be true, I guess I was right then.

I run into a hallway with a side door at the end. I sprint outside and the fresh morning air makes me feel a little less sad, a little less lonely. I realize that nobody even ran after me, not even Chris and Glen. Some friends!

I sit on a bench under an old oak tree. I catch my breath and look for a tissue, but I don't have any in my pocket. Shit. Of course, I can't even have a fucking tissue. Now I'm crying even more.

Like a gift from heaven, a tissue (oddly smelling like cheese) appears in front of me. I'm surprised as I see Timotheè Hammer in front of me as I look up. Somebody did come after me after all. I give him a weak but genuine smile. He might become my new best friend, I guess I must have judged him too harshly by his appearance.

"Thank you", I say as I grab the tissue.

"You're welcome." I can barely hear him as I blow my nose loudly.

"Are you alright?" he asks and sits down next to me, looking genuinely worried.

"I'm great."

Ignoring my sarcastic comment, he goes: "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Well, it was supposed to be a secret
but I guess it doesn't matter anymore now that it's over. I dated Severus but he broke up with me last night."