Apr 1, 2025
The Closest Thing (Severus Snape’s Final Thoughts) By MythboundCal I never held her hand. Only my wand. My grief. My silence.
I tried to spare her. I failed. So I spared her son instead.
Not for him. Not for the world. Just for her.
Because he was the only part of her I could still protect.
I told myself that was enough. That I’d carry the weight— if he could walk free.
Even if he never knew why. Even if no one did.
I never asked to be understood. I only asked— “Look at me.”
Because her eyes were the last thing I ever wanted to see.
I was never a good man. But I was hers.
And that was the closest thing I ever had to love.
And maybe— because I protected what she died for— I was a good man after all.
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