Snape X Reader || Falling ♡

~ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟚𝟚~

A/N: I'm so sorry I've been gone for awhile but, I'm hoping I can get back into the groove of it all. I'm also not sure how I feel about this book so far but I'm going to continue because a lot of you love it. This chapter is a bit short but I'll be publishing another tomorrow.I hope you enjoy this new chapter as much as I did. I love you all <3
-Z

For a moment, everything didn't seem real.
"He's been spotted in Hogsmeade." A sudden cold came over me as the words brought realization. Severus was right, and it was just a matter of time till he was caught.

"Hogsmeade? That can't be. Why would he ever return?" Makenna was taken aback, sitting on the cold floor of the Room of Requirement.

"It's true." Draco finally spoke up, staring into the warm crackling fire. "I over heard my father a couple days ago. Something's being planned." 

"Do you think he'd come here?"
That was a question we all were wondering.
Makenna shifted slightly at the silence in the room.

"I really hope not." Draco took her into his arms, stroking her hair in comfort. It seemed as if it were just yesterday, we were living our normal lives. Hogwarts was a home, and safety was never an issue.

The silence arose and my mind had wandered. I never thought watching my two best friends fall in love would bring me back to Severus. He was all i could think about, and they had no idea.

"I'll leave you guys to it." I stood up from the cold floor, straightening my skirt.

"I have to go find Flitwick anyways. I forgot to turn in the parchment due today. I'll catch up later" And with that, I left.

I needed Severus, I needed reassurance. I wasn't sure what was going to happen let alone when. I'm not sure even Severus knew. My mind was racing consecutively.

It was like this sometimes, out of no where. Severus was the only one who knew, the only one who could perfectly comfort me.

I quickly made my way to the headmasters office, careful to make sure nobody was following. I whispered the password and the stair case appeared.

I quietly knocked when I reached the top. The sound of papers being shuffled came from behind the door before it flew open.

"What now? I told you-" Severus sounded extremely aggravated and tired.

As soon as he realized it was me, his face was etched full of concern. In that moment my facade crumbled, a mix of terror and sorrow flooding my every being. I hadn't wanted him to ever see me like this. I had to stay strong, if not for me than for him.

"My love." He lightly brushed away the tears that were quickly escaping my eyes.

I wrapped my arms tightly around his waist, burying my face into his chest. His long fingers ran through my hair. Tears poured onto his robes, weak whimpers of misery wailing through the air.

It hadn't just hit me that this was all a reality. It was the regret I felt when it came to the fact I was a crucial part of this war to be. Dumbledore is now dead, making Voldemort even more deadly. I try to remind myself there was nothing that could've been done. He had to die and I had to become a death eater.

There was nothing that anyone could've done to deter it from happening.

He closed the door and led me to a couch that sit in front of a warm fire. "Your absolutely freezing Y/N." He sat me down, covering me with a thin blanket.

"I'm sorry" I whispered almost to quietly. Pulling me into him, he held me while the fire warmed us up.

"What for?"

"For this." I was referring to the tears and the over flowing thoughts. I'm sure he didn't need to hear every bad outcome I had rushing through my mind.

"It's going to be hard Y/N, but your human. This doesn't effect anything. Your bravery still outwits all." He brushed his lips upon my forehead lightly. His sweet smell engulfed me whole. His voice poring over me, the reassurance in his voice. That's what I loved.

No matter how hard it got, no matter what obstacle had gotten in our way, it had always ended with us.

"I was talking with Draco earlier."

"Mm"

"He overheard his father talking about Harry being spotted, something that was being planned. This is it isn't it."

He never faltered, never stopped running his fingers through my hair. For a moment I had thought he hadn't heard me.

"I suppose." He whispered into the silence.

The tears had started again. It was uncontrollable. I had sat up to get a better look at his face. His focus was lost, his mind obviously now corrupted.

Every mask he had ever had, every wall he had built up, was destroyed. He was terrified,not much different than me. "In the end of this war, we can leave this mess." I ran my hand over his lips gently. His attention hesitated for a moment until his eyes landed on mine.

He took my hand into his, lowering it but never letting go. He looked from my eyes to my lips and then back once more. His lips slowly connected with mine, like a piece to a puzzle.

I took in every minute that passed, taking my time to remember what he had felt like. His hands snaked around my waist. The touch of his fingers on my exposed skin drove me crazy. I had never wanted this to be the end.