Prompt: Ooo I really hope that anon makes a Snape imagine blog! Could you perhaps do a story involving Snape”s girlfriend (reader, Ravenclaw graduate) receiving his wand after hus death please?? Have a good day!!
Okay, so I added a little bit more to this. I couldn’t bring myself to leave it as it was and it really broke my heart (curse you for making me cry) so…. this may have turned into something else entirely at the end. Maybe a part 2 could be made. I don’t know yet. Anyways, hope you like! Enjoy!
Word Count: 2482
Trigger Warning: Character Death/Dealing with death.
It was over. The battle had taken a toll on everyone as you wiped dirt from your cheek, casting the finally spell toward a Death Eater than refused to give up. As he fell, you looked around, seeing all the tired and excited faces. Harry Potter finally did it. He finally defeated the Dark Lord once and for all. Even with all the death surrounding you, the school in a destroyed state, you couldn’t help the smile.
Your arms dropped to your sides, exhausted but you couldn’t stop. You had arrived at Hogwarts to help defend your old school against the Death Eaters even though your boyfriend asked you not too. He tried to tell you to run, to get somewhere safe, but you couldn’t do it. He had his tasks to complete and you had yours. You arrived right as the battle picked up so you didn’t have time to really talk to anyone.
“Professor!” you called out, waving your arm above the heads of the others.
Professor McGonagall was there, speaking to someone you didn’t quite recognize at first until you got closer. You still kept your eyes opened though, searching the gathering crowd. You felt your chest constrict as people hugged each other, crying tears of joy at realizing they survived. Other cried in anguish, finding loved ones lying dead on the ground. You couldn’t help but feel tears prick your eyes at the scene, taking a shuttering breathe.
“Y/N!” McGonagall hugged you, patting your cheeks in relief. “I haven’t seen you since you graduated all those years ago. But it doesn’t matter now. I am so grateful that you arrived when you did.”
“I couldn’t allow my school to come to danger. Especially filled with students,” you answered.
“No wonder you were placed in Ravenclaw. Such a bright and caring girl,” she placed her arms around your shoulders, keeping you close. You didn’t understand why but you left it at that, feeling your heart slowly sink with each passing moment. He had promised to meet you here, when it was all over. Both of you were going to move away, leave this place. He would stop teaching and you would leave the shop you worked for in Diagon Alley to find a quiet place out in the countryside.
“Y/N, dear, what is it?”
“He isn’t here yet,” you murmured, grabbing her hand in fear. You looked at her, tears beginning to form. He never broke his promises to you. He never left you waiting too long. He always arrived on time.
“Who?” came the unfamiliar voice and you found yourself locking eyes with Harry Potter. He had his hands shoved in his pockets, his head slowly lowering to the ground. He seemed lost in thought but you understood. He was Harry Potter. The Chosen One who defeated the Dark Lord. And he was so young, being thrust into such a position. But at least he succeeded.
“My boyfriend,” you swallowed, “Snape. Severus Snape.”