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"You have no right interfering with my life, you have made it abundantly clear that I am nothing to you," she spat at him. She took a deep breath and leaned against the railing. He stood behind her, wrapping an arm around her waist, the other holding on to the railing on the other side of her. He whispered gently in her ear, making her shiver, "you are not nothing, Ophelia." Ophelia. All he had to do was say her name and she was his again. "You are everything," he breathed. She turned around to face him, putting her hands on his chest. He carefully tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear, trailing his fingers along the lines of her jaw. "Prove it, then," she challenged. And he did. ð– ‡ This is a Harry Potter fan fiction, focusing on Severus Snape. I do not own Harry Potter. The story is set one year after the death of Voldemort. (Severus obviously survived, because he is just that awesome) Warnings: Curse words Mature themes Drugs and alcohol Death
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