IF I COULD TURN BACK TIME ━━ ❝ harry has a secret - he's always had a secret crush on professor snape. when he begins to feel that it is his fault he died and that he wished he would have known his true feelings for him, hermione steps in and tries...
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Harry cried. "No!" And broke down, sobbing onto his chest. He felt he couldn't go on anymore. But remembering the tears, he grabbed a vial and filled it.
Shakily standing up, putting the top on, he turned away. "Goodbye Professor." And then all of a sudden, the world got fuzzy, and then there was a bright light, and then there was nothing.
Just as soon as Harry landed back in his room, he fell to the floor and rested his forehead on the floor. Hermione jumped up from the side of his bed and came to him.
"Harry? Harry! Are you okay?" She asked, quite hurriedly. He sighed deeply and sat up. Giving her a small sad smile. He was still clutching the vial of tears.
"Yeah. I just. . . I need a moment alone." He said. She nodded her head and gave his shoulder a squeeze before departing from the room.
Harry sat there for what seemed like ages, cradling the vial of tears within the palm of his hands. He was trying to find the courage to take them to his pensieve. He had hoped there would be more inside than what he's already seen before.
Finally standing on shaky legs, he walked over to his closet, drew it open and out came a small reflective dish of what appeared to be water. Uncorking the vial, he took a deep breath and with a slight of his hand, poured it in. The crystalline tears suddenly turning into black ink drops. Gazing at the dark swirl unfolding until the water was encased in blackness, he fixed his glasses on his face and dove in.
