Adventures Of Raising Snapes Daughter (To Mend The Broken Heart book two)

Chapter Eighteen: Letters From You

Sorry it took so long!! I've been working to finish my others, and I have (WHOOP!) so now I can focuse completely on this one!!!! I'll be ending it soon, though, because I think I may have a good ending! Yay!

Also, sorry it's such a short chapter, but I need to think on where to go from here, and I wanted to give y'all a chapter!! So enjoy!!!

-Haeley

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Hastily, I ripped open the first one as carefully as I could; which wasn't very carefully, considering how badly my hands were shaking. Pulling out the letter, I took a deep breath, and opened my eyes, scanning carefully over the words as they read.

My beloved,

I miss you. Yes, I know, I don't say that enough. I don't say anything I feel for you enough. I don't tell you the way you run your fingers through my hair drives me mad, or the way you smell of peaches and lavender makes my head spin. I should have told you these things long ago, but my pride was always too large to do so. I'm sorry.

Always yours, S.S

Tears welled in my eyes threateningly, and I squeezed them shut, biting my lip as I wiped away the wetness of my eyes. Swallowing, I set the paper down gently and tore open the next.

My dear,

I dot know what's happening to me. I've felt so odd recently. I don't know of I'm dying, or if I'm not me at all. Suddenly, I don't remember things. Important things. Things about you. Infant find you anywhere, which is why I'm writing these meters for you. I've looked for you, but you don't seem to be anywhere at all. And, for the dirt time in longer than I can remember, I am afraid.

Love, S.S

I wasn't sure where all this was leading, but jut knowing that he was aware of his live for me, and afraid to forget me, gag me hope. The hope that I have long given up since he died suddenly burned within me. He did still love me, just as I still loved him. And he did remember me. I just had to find him when he was remembering, if I could. I hastily ripped open the next, one after the other.

Dearest,

Where have you gone? I storm these halls and corridors in search of you, but you are nowhere. I can't even seem to find any of my old students. Where have you gone? It seems my memories are slowly reminiscing, and I fear I won't be around much longer. Please, return to me.

Love, S.S

Dearest love,

I've just woken up after having fallen asleep in my chambers. Only, I am no longer in my chambers- I am at my desk, a quill in my hand. How have I gotten here? It seems as if I had fallen asleep grading papers, just like many times before. But I have absolutely no recollection of this.

Where are you?

I need you, S.S

Claudinia,

I am no longer afraid to write his letter using your true name. After what I discovered today, there seems to be no use. I saw Miss Hermione Granger today in the halls, bustling around busily like usual. Only she was no longer the child I taught, but a grown woman. She seemed a little surprised to see me, but not as much I was in seeing her. She asked me how I was feeling. I told her I was not well- after all, Iv been sleepless and sick ever since I lost you.

Come back to me, S.S

Claudinia,

I am about to go insane. Miss Granger is a professor here, as well as Miss Lovegood. They are both at least ten years older, yet I have not changed a day since I last saw them. Am I in the future? If so, where are you? Why have you not shown? Are you avoiding me? Do you no longer want me the way I want you, so desperately? Just the thought breaks me. Are you dead? Did you not. And it this far in time? I would rather you hate me than that. Please know that I love you.