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A look of shock flashed briefly in his dark eyes, before they narrowed considerably.
It was the first time he had addressed her by her given name. A part of her, which completely took her off guard, realized that she quite liked it.
Her heart picked up speed when she noticed the diminished proximity between them. Suddenly an image of her closing the distance and placing her lips on his popped into her mind.
She couldn't deny it any longer. Hermione Granger had developed romantic feelings for Severus Snape.
All of the sarcasm and bitterness was gone from his voice. He sounded almost pained. Hermione felt a yearning to reach out to him, hold him, and make the pain in his voice go away forever.
Severus had been through so much in his life. Hermione desperately wanted to see the man happy and she was determined to be the woman who saw to it that he was.
Believe me, Severus. No one has ever been silly enough to be under the impression that you are a 'nice man.’ But you are a good man. That much I know.”
She wanted to stop him. She wanted to grab him by the collar and make him see how ridiculously he was behaving. He was unreasonable and irrational. Of course he could offer her more than friendship. He could offer any woman more than friendship if only he’d let himself. Why was he so determined to be alone?
“You're so beautiful,” he said breathlessly.
Severus walked away, leaving behind the damaged pieces of a woman who had been broken too many times.
“You love me.” He said the words slowly, like they were foreign to him and did not make sense in that order.
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