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Your POV

"I talked to Albus." 

They turned to me, shock on their faces as they did.

"You what?"

Minerva sits on the edge of the bed with me, her eyes wide as she does.

"What did he say?"

"We talked about how I've been feeling. Narrowly being able to save Severus, and how it felt like I failed when he was in the coma for so long."

Glancing over to Snape as he looks down, I put my hand on his, warning a small smile from him.

"You're awake so you must have gotten some answers from him?"

Nodding gently as I look to Minerva again.

"He gave me a little guidance. He assured me of a few things, but the rest I have to do on my own."

Pausing for a moment before I look up at Madam Pomfrey.

"If you have a minute I'd like to speak with you privately."

She nods and I feel Snape's hand tighten on mine slightly.

"You can go back to our quarters, I'll meet you there soon."

He tries to protest only for me to cut him off.

"Do as you've been told, Severus"

He sighs gently before he gets up and heads to our quarters. Hearing a small chuckle from Minerva I look at her.

"You've certainly got him around your finger. Only one other person was able to get him to do as she pleased, and she's been dead for a long time."

Nodding gently she gets up and puts a hand on my shoulder. Giving me a small nod.

"I'm glad you're with us again"

She leaves and I look at Poppy who's been waiting. She sits down to look at me and I turn to her a little more.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Madam Pomfrey-"

"Please, call me Poppy."

Nodding gently as I pause, gathering my words again I look at her.

"Poppy, I think I have an anxiety disorder."

She smiles gently. "Dear with what you've been through, I'd be worried if you didn't."

She stands up to look me over, asking a few more questions in the process.

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When Poppy was done looking me over, I smile gently. She's given me a good once over and is getting a few things ready for me. In the meantime I have a Slytherin to ease.

Walking down the hall towards the dungeon, where we both decided we'd like our quarters. Stopping in front of the door to our shared room, I bite my lip as I feel my heart thud slightly in my chest.

Why was I nervous? It's only Snape. He's understood you better than you've understood yourself.

Opening the door, I glance around the room, finding Snape on the edge of the large bed. Burgundy sheets on the bed with a deep chestnut wood. The bed has a canopy and curtains. The rest of the furniture was set to match the bed itself. The deep stone fireplace crackling was the only thing heard.

He turns to look at me, a solemn look on his face as if he's barely keeping it together.

"Before you start scolding me, I'm sorry. I didn't expect to faint and to be asleep for so long. I thought I was managing everything."

Without a word and as soon as I got close enough, he grabs and pulls me into his lap. Burying his face in my shoulder as his arms wrap around me, keeping me against him as if he would die if he let me go.

Putting my hands in his hair as I kiss his forehead I can hear his crying. It's muffled and small as he hides into me.

"Severus, love. I'm okay, I'm right here"

"I wish you didn't do this to me, I feel so weak when you're gone. I hate being a mess at the mere thought of you being hurt."

Smiling slightly as I hum. He relaxes a little as I get him to look at me.

"You're not weak, anyone who tells you different can deal with me. Caring as deeply as you do for another person is stronger than you realize. You're letting another person in to grow with you. There's a vulnerability to love that many people don't see. Crying when the person you love might be hurt is normal."

He looks at me before he nods gently. Pushing him over I kiss each side of his face for a moment. Sitting up a little I wipe his face before smiling at him gently.

Leaning down to him I kiss him slowly. While cupping his face he returns it, a slow and gentle kiss. Pulling away for a moment I look at him before laying down, I was still straddling him as I lay on his chest.

His arm comes over my back as he rubs my arm with his hand. Smiling to myself I close my eyes as I listen to his heart. The quick thumping it was doing as he pulled me into his lap softening as he relaxes.

"I'm not going anywhere, I love you"