With heat and intensity, summer brings a time of discovery and new beginnings. But autumn brings the chill of truth, arriving like a storm. The past haunts the present, and every choice is a step closer to the inevitable winter. Will spring bring peace when the dust finally settles, or has the world decayed too much for anything to bloom again? 𖠇 This is a Harry Potter fanfic about Severus Snape and OC. I do not own Harry Potter. The story is set one year after the death of Voldemort. Warnings: Curse words Mature themes Drugs and alcohol Death