[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

Hermione left, being kicked out of the office by Snape.After Hermione left, Snape walked slowly back to his seat.He made himself sit on the chair with great effort, and stretched out his hands to tightly grasp the clothes on his chest, as if only doing so would reduce his pain.His brows were tightly frowned, his yellow complexion was pale, and his usually sharp and thin lips were tightly pressed together, like a bitten mussel.

Recalling the words he said to Jane in the morning, he felt as if a huge stone was pressing on his heart, making him unable to breathe.He sat there, sucking in gulps of the potion-smelling air in the room, like a fish about to die from lack of water.The dark eyes rolled slightly, and saw the armchair in front of the fireplace—empty.The dim light of the fire in the fireplace shone on the chair, which was the warmest seat in the whole room.All along, Jane likes to curl up there and read a book...

Snape took a deep breath, turned his eyes away, and didn't dare to think about it, he was afraid that he would groan in pain.He tried his best to calm himself down again, but after tasting such a warm and sweet love, he found that he couldn't find the original peace of mind.The coldness and darkness of this office almost engulfed him, so cold that his hands and feet were cold, just like when Dumbledore asked him to talk about the things between Jane and him, he seemed to feel as hard to hide as now Heartache.

His pain and struggles were all exposed in Dumbledore's eyes, but he did not stop his stinging words: "Severus, you promised—you swore at Lily's grave, you Will protect her children until the war is won. You will pay for it, even your own life."

Yes, he once said that.

Snape felt his stomach convulse, twitching every nerve.

"You must kill me—but before that we must modify Jane Jean's memory, otherwise she will not allow you to do this." Dumbledore's words lingered in his ears like a vicious curse, making him It got worse, "I'm sorry that your relationship can't go on, Severus, you can't love her yet. You still have your responsibilities."

"Why!" He asked angrily, the anger in his chest almost burned all his sanity, "You told me not to reject her, Dumbledore, it was you who agreed to her approach!"

"Her power cannot fall into Voldemort's hands, otherwise it will be a disaster for us." The pair of blue eyes stared at him tightly, "Severus, you must kill me Do it."

"Do you want me to do it now?" He didn't understand why he was still able to speak calmly, as if separated by an invisible membrane, he felt so calm yet so crazy, with a hint of Thick sarcasm, "Or do you need a little time to conceive a tombstone?"

"Oh, not yet," Dumbledore said smiling at him, "I think that moment will come when it should come. Judging from what happened tonight," he pointed to his withered hand, "We can be sure it will happen within a year."

"Since you don't care about death, why don't you let Draco do it?"

"The boy's soul hasn't been completely ruined," said Dumbledore, "and I don't want to tear it apart for my sake."

"What about my soul, Dumbledore? Mine?" And his poor Jane, who had been waiting for him?

He knew very well that once he did this, he might throw his poor little bit of love into the sewer, and let those stinky rats eat up all his love.Snape didn't know if he could really speak ill of Jane, and he didn't know in what way he would continue to live on if Jane really took back that love.He felt like he was going crazy--mad by this cold, cruel, unforgiving world.

"No!" In the end, he couldn't control the emotion that he was about to drown himself, and he went crazy and overturned the things on the table.A thick stack of parchment flew out like snowflakes and fell to the ground.The quill fell to the floor, and the ink was spilled everywhere.Snape huddled behind his desk in pain, black hair hanging down his face, covering his yellowed cheeks, only showing his pair of black eyes stained with water, silently looking at the dark ceiling .

In this way, he leaned there for a long time.It took a long time until the ink on the ground dried up, and he waved his wand stiffly like a doll made of building blocks to put the scattered parchment back on the ground.Then, he stood up from the chair as if he had made an extremely difficult decision. He strode to the door, opened the office door and walked out.

It was pitch black outside, but he could easily walk in every corridor of Hogwarts without any light.

He came to the school hospital quietly, and gently pushed open the door of the ward.

It was extremely quiet in the ward, and nothing could be heard.There is only one bed inhabited here, after all, it is only the first day of school, so many naughty children will not be admitted to the school hospital immediately.

He walked towards the hospital bed, and there was a familiar shadow on the bed, a shadow he had seen countless times in Spider's End or in the humble bedroom of his office.Snape didn't dare to make a sound, he was worried that he would wake the sleeping person and show her the stupid behavior that he shouldn't be here.

The moonlight fell on Jane's face through the glass window of the ward, making her face look as clear and creamy as if carved from suet jade.Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes curled and casting shadows around the corners of her eyes.

Snape stood there watching her sleeping face closely, the coldness in his heart was gradually dispelled.He felt that he could hear the sound of heartbeat and blood flow again, hitting his eardrum one after another.His heart was filled with an indelible softness, a kind of warmth, and at the same time, a trace of sadness.He couldn't help but bent down, stretched out his hand to caress her cheek, brushed away her messy long hair, and placed a kiss on her forehead.

Then he let go, straightened himself up, and stood there till the stroke of midnight when he left the ward again.But just as he walked out of the school hospital, Dumbledore appeared in front of him wearing his purple star nightgown.

"You shouldn't be here, Severus." The expression on Dumbledore's face looked a little serious, and it looked a little funny matching his pajamas, but Snape couldn't smile at all.Dumbledore said, "Don't fall short, Severus. Don't forget your mission, don't forget your oath and what you promised me."