Your Love (Severus Snape X Reader) (IN EDITING)

Broken

A/N: I'm sorry I've kept some of you on edge! I hope that this chapter makes up for your waiting! Also I am on holiday now so updates may be a little faster than usual. I don't own an original HP content, it belongs and always will belong to the wonderful JK Rowling. enjoy xx.

"Damien (L/N)? Please they should have been here already" I blurt out.

"I'm sorry miss if he's in emergency, they haven't logged yet. Are you an immediate family member?" The young nurse questioned. At that point I didn't even want to talk to her anymore, but I knew if I wanted to see Damien, perhaps for the last time, I need to talk to her.

"Y-yes, I'm his sister" I spill out.

"In that case, I can let you in the ward but it will be up to the doctor on the case if you're allowed in" she filled out a quick form and handed it to me.

"Go straight down that corridor and head to emergency. There should be signs" I didn't even bother responding. I couldn't care less about my manners at the moment. I go down the corridor and see a section leading to the 'emergency' ward. I follow the white walls until we reach the waiting room. I instantly see Desmond and Elise standing around. The room did have seats empty, they were just so uncomfortable and worried that they couldn't sit. I ran towards them.

"What's going on!?" I ask Desmond, barely getting the words out.

"H-he's overdosed on alcohol and he appeared to have some s-sort of injury on his head, and he was bleeding un- uncontrollably" Desmond's voice seemed to be in the same state as mine. Severus slid his hand into mine and put his other hand on my shoulder. His presence was always comforting, but still. What if I never see Damien alive again? I don't think I could cope. I won't cope.

"Is he stable?" I ask, knowing perfectly well the answer that would come to my ears.

"No, very unstable. He can't even breathe without a vent-" Desmond choked on his tears. Elise sat him down and finished for him. Although it appeared Elise had also been crying, she seemed more together than Desmond.

"He isn't stable. They have him hooked to life support. They are trying to flush the alcohol out of his system, because it's thinned down his blood"

"What about this injury? What happened?" I ask, feeling better that I know something now.

"When we found him he was unconscious already. The paramedics assumed he hit his head on something hard like a dumpster or a car" Elise responded. Just then a tall man you assumed was a doctor, walked towards us.

"Um, Mr. (L/N)?" he said. Desmond stood up almost instantly.

"Uh yes and this is my sister (Y/N)" Desmond looks towards you. The doctor extended his hand to you. 

"Nice to meet you Ms. (L/N). We have been able to stabilize you're brother" Desmond let our a huge sigh of relief. I put my hands on my head. We were so close to loosing him. But what the doctor said next, brought everyone's mood back done.

"However, he is in a coma. At this rate he will wake up under the health support of the hospitals machines but we can not tell when he will wake up" I felt a tear run down my face. I barely ever cried and if Damien has made me cry, he will be sorry. 

"Do you have any idea? When he will you know, wake up?" I ask the doctor. The doctor sighs. Oh no. 

"I'm afraid not. Only time can tell. As for his head wound, we have been able to stitch up the wound and stop the bleeding. You can see him now, but not for long. If one family member would like to reside here with your brother than please come see me for further arrangements" Desmond and myself thanked the doctor. 

"I think I should go in with Desmond" You say looking back at Severus. Severus nods and kisses your forehead. 

"I love you" he says, trying to comfort me. I smile for a moment.

"I'll be back soon" I let go of Severus and walk with Desmond. We both follow the doctor. Desmond holds my hand as we brace to face Damien. I can't describe the anxiety I had before the doctor opened the door. The metal framed door opened to reveal a white open room. The beeping from two separate machines could be heard distinctly. There were two nurses in the room. They moved around a little to reveal a extremely fragile human. They were connected to two machines through wires and cords. The cords were running in their nose and arms. This was now Damien. No longer the picture of health, but the complete opposite. He looked broken. I let go of Desmond's hand and walked over to the bed with my hand over my mouth as my vision blurred. Damien had a bruised face, and was only surviving with a machines help. Desmond makes a sound, similar to someone who is struggling to breathe. Desmond puts his hand on the rails of the bed, as if he needed the support of something to stand. I put my hand on Damien's unconscious hand. Was this the end?