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I know there's something in the wake of your smile. I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea. You've built a love but that love falls apart. Your little piece of heaven turns too dark.    You had always been there for Severus Snape. You had always loved him and looked out for him, even if he hadn’t always cared. He hadn’t cared because he had been in love with Lily Potter. And you couldn’t be mad at him for it, because, unlike you, she had been perfect. She had been prettier, kinder, braver, she was even in the esteemed house of Gryffindor. She had been a good woman, and a good friend to you and to Severus, but sh

 One of my least favorite things in the whole world was getting sick; it was right next to spiders and History of Magic. Though, I thought as I stared up at the ceiling, I would gladly take one of Mr. Binns hour-and-a-half long lectures right now, if it meant I wasn’t stuck in bed, feeling like I was about to explode. My head was throbbing and, with every breath I took, my chest seemed to rattle with an oncoming cough. Yuck. I didn’t mind the way I became sick, though. It was almost worth all of the trouble I was going through. A smile crept up on my mouth as I recalled yesterday’s events—they seemed like an eternit