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"It's looking like She's lost about 2 years of memories. Last thing she remembers properly is the staff Christmas party in the year of Harry's First year." Madam Pomfrey said comforting snape.

"So She doesn't Remember our relationship?" Snape tried hard to hold back any emotion that was threatening to come out.

"I'm sorry Severus. I know how much you care for her." Pomfrey placed her hand on Snape's shoulder in an apologetic way. "

"What should I do?" He looked out of Pomfrey's office window at Thea laying in her hospital bed at the other end of the hospital wing.

"I know you Love her, But she doesn't remember loving you." She stood up and grabbed Snape a glass of water. "You can try your best, But there's no promise She'll fall in love again." and with that she left the office to check on Thea.

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I adjusted my position on the bed I was sitting in as Professor Snape approached me. "Professor." I greeted.

"Professor." He greeted back. He held back a sad smile.

After a long uncomfortable silence. I finally spoke up. "I'm sorry I don't remember... Us." I said motioning to both of us. He didn't respond. He just looked away. "Look from what Poppy says, and what you've told me... It sounds like I really liked you. Or... Um... Like you." I said nervously.

He nodded. "We are... we were very close." he said quietly. It's weird but seeing him so quiet and distant... It felt wrong. As if I knew a deeper side of him that was normally warmer, and more open.

I grabbed his hand and held it in mine. "I... I want to..." I went quiet. How did I say this? I have no experience... That I remember. Talking to Severus Snape this way was interesting and weird. "I want to try and see If..." Why is this so hard?

"You want to give me a chance, to see if you could fall for me again." he finished my own sentence. How did he know what I was trying to say?

"Yes... Thats. Exactly- How did you know what I was going to say?"

"Because I know you." He gave me a soft smile. And somehow, I knew it was genuine. He truly did care for me.

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