Originally Posted: Mar. 7th, 2006
Length/Rating: 100 words, PG, Gen
Pairing/Warnings: Snape/McGonagall-ish
Summary: Written for snape100 challenge #115: Snape and McGonagall
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It had all been a dream, a horrible dream. He sat in the midst of the giant feather-bed and laughed. There had been no war, no horrors. He Who Must Not Be Named was just Tom. Lily and James and Sirius and the rest, they’d never died. Just a dream. He turned as the sleeping form beside him grumbled and buried its head deeper into the pillows. He was alive. She was alive. A dream. He loving brushed aside a stray strand of hair. Alive.
“I love you,” he whispered.
Alone by his bed in the hospital wing, McGonagall blushed.