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Draco's Saving Grace from his Devastating Past	By : PygmyPuffs Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 9017 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Super Man, Batman, The Avengers, or Deadpool (the last three are only mentioned once and the fourth may be revisited at a later date! This is a Harry Potter Fanfiction)

Chapter List
- 1-Draco
- 2-Harry
- 3-Harry
- 4-Neville
- 5-Draco
- 6-Ginny
- 7-Draco
- 8-Severus
- 9-Harry
- 10-Severus
- 11-Emberly
- 12-Draco
- 13-Emberly
- 14-Death
- 15-Gred and Forge
- 16-Ginny
- 17-Harry
- 18-Andromeda
- 19-Severus
- 20-Draco
- 21-Harry
- 22-The Greengrasses
- 23-Draco
- 24-Severus
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Chapter 8: Severus
All he felt was pain in the blackness that surrounded him. He didn’t know where he was, what was happening, or how long he had been there. All he knew was that the pain would never go away. There were times when he had just gotten used to, something would happen, and the pain would get worse. It was like his magic was turning against him, that it refused to do as it was told. He tried, oh how he tried, to work with his magic to heal instead of hurting, but even that did nothing to make it better.
Severus floated in the blackness and pain, the only thing he could do, was think. He thought about his childhood. The first time he met Lily and told her she was a witch. The years that they had been friends and the fight that ruined it. He thought of the night he lost his only friend, the night the Dark Lord was vanquished. He thought of all the terrible things he had done during the first and second war. He thought of all he had sacrificed, all he gave up helping his enemy’s son defeat the darkest Dark Lord in a century.
Speaking of the boy, he wondered if he had won. He most have, seeing as all he was doing was drifting in pain. It couldn’t be Hell. He was pretty sure if it was Hell, it would be far worse than it is. It certainly wasn’t heaven, if that place even existed, because he would have been with Albus, and he would see Lily and his mother. No, he wasn’t dead, at least not yet, though the possibility of it being some sort of limbo was still there, but again, he was most certain that he wasn’t dead.
Harry Potter. He could, in a way respect the boy, or was it man now? He may have been impulsive and reckless, but he was determined and brave, and if the things he saw when attempting to teach him occlumency was true, then what he had thought of him when he first entered the Great Hall were false. That he had suffered greatly at the hands of his repulsive relatives, much like he had at the hands of his drunk father. That Harry Potter was more like his mother than his father. He certainly admired the boy, no, man he reminded himself, for knowingly walking to his death at the hands of a madman.
Then there was his godson, Draco. He loved that boy as if he were his own. He never approved of the way Narcissa and Lucius raised him, preparing him for servitude under a lunatic. If he could have, he would have taken the boy and ran, raising him to be smarter and happier, giving him the childhood that he knew Draco had craved as a young boy.
He wondered if he was married, had children of his own. Wondered if he survived the horrors of the war unscathed. He hoped that his son of the heart had. That he was successful and had married. He knew that his father had a Marriage Contract with the Greengrasses for Draco and Astoria to marry. He hoped that it was a happy marriage, that they had a couple of kids.
Sighing, his thoughts wandered back to Potter. He found himself hoping for the same things. Married to Ginny Weasley most likely and probably hoping for a Quidditch team of their own.
He wondered who all had died, how had survived. He wondered how the trials went and if he was in Azkaban. He supposed that if he was, then being in this coma, or whatever it was, was far better than what awaited him in the waking world.
Suddenly pain flared through him and he arched his back and cried out. It felt like his magic was trying to eat him alive from the inside out. It burned and burned. It was as if there was no ending to it. Make it stop! Make it stop! He cried out to his magic, begging it to help him, to protect him from this horrid pain. But it didn’t stop. It would never stop. The pain was always there, only getting worse, never getting better.
It must be punishment for all the wrongs I have done. He managed to think to himself some time later. The pain was still terrible, but now more manageable. Wake up Severus! Damnit! This is no way to live, in darkness and pain, for the rest of your life. Ignore the pain and WAKE UP! But it was no use. The darkness continued, the pain growing and ebbing, never getting better, never going away.
Severus resigned himself to his own personal purgatory. If this was punishment for all his misdeeds, then it was nothing short of what he deserved. He would always long to see his beloved mother and his sister of the heart, Lily. He would always long to see his godson again, to see the family he had made for himself, so different from the one he grew up with. He longs to see a better, happy world, were the darkness that Voldemort spread was no longer there, but for a memory in the backs of the survivors’ minds.
Please, he whispered in his mind, please let me have the peace I’ve always craved, let the pain leave me so that I may finally know peace, and he was once again swept up in a sea of pain that would never leave…
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