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Beautiful Disaster

By GuardGirl

She stood in his rooms, the place of so many wonderful memories from the past year flooding her mind. Hermione Granger could not believe that man she loved had murdered the greatest wizard of all time.

He drowns in his dreams
An exquisite extreme I know
He's as damned as he seems
And more heaven than a heart could hold
And if I try to save him
My whole world would cave in
It just ain't right
Lord, it just ain't right

She truly wanted to believe everything had been an elaborate plot but no one else would even consider the idea. If any word in Snape's defense was uttered her friends, Harry especially, would turn on her immediately and she could not risk that at this point. Harry needed her and she needed the information only available through the Order.

Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Lord would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster

Walking around his private lab she remembered many nights of brewing different potions for the hospital wing and other various concoctions for headquarters. As she paused to pick up on the many instruments more tears sprang forth. He really was beautiful when brewing. She could sit for hours and watch e very precise movement and she could drown in his black eyes when they glowed with accomplishment after a successful experiment.

His magical myth
As strong as what I believe
A tragedy with
More damage than a soul should see
But do I try to change him
It's so hard not to blame him
Hold on tight
Baby hold on tight

When Dumbledore had first spoken to her about the idea of assisting Snape she had been thrilled even though he was not. Hermione had always respected the professor and believed she understood why he acted the way he did. However, true understanding came the night she found him wounded after being summoned. That night was a turning point in their relationship after he emptied his soul to her. The truth of the nightmare he was forced to live broke her heart but also made her determined to show him that someone besides the headmaster cared.

Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster

Now however, Hermione wondered if he had been toying with her all along. She sat in front of the cold hearth trying to figure out what he was after. She could just not believe that he was still loyal to Voldemort. Not after all she had been told. Was it really all a lie? She had to know!

I'm longing for love and the logical
But he's only happy hysterical
I'm waiting for some kind of miracle
Waited so long
Waited so long

Hermione was a logical witch but nothing ever seemed that way around him. Everything he did was with such a passion that it bordered on hysterical; from the self-deprecation, to his extreme temper. However, she never left him after the night she found him and she would not give up now. She was still searching for a miracle.

He's soft to the touch
But afraid at the end he breaks
He's never enough
And still leaves more than I can take

Hermione had known something was wrong the last couple of weeks because his mood had been blacker than normal. Then one night he had snapped and told her to stay away from him. Snape had yelled that she did not understand what kind of person he really was. However, being the Gryffindor that she was Hermione had yelled right back and said she was not going anywhere. "I love you Severus Snape so strop trying to push me away!" After that confession the room was silent until she had tried to run but he had grabbed her and said, "I love you as well," and then had broken down. They held each other that night and it had been the happiest she had ever felt.

Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
Such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful?
Or just a beautiful disaster

As Hermione grabbed the door handle she stopped to take a final look remembering the tears and laughter they had shared on so many nights she whispered, "I love you Severus Snape and I will never give up on you."

He's beautiful
Lord he's so beautiful

He's beautiful