Whispers of Darkness

( Snape & Hermione )

prompt : overwhelmed

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the characters, settings, etc. These words, however, are mine.

It rose within her, madly rendering her incapable of any movement, any speech, any thought. Happiness, sadness, anger -- it clashed.

In desperation, the blackest darkness of her soul threatened to break free, licking her insides greedily, whispering to her the words of salvation she so needed to hear and hold on to, sending her spinning wildly and tearing her apart mercilessly.

And yet, nobody could ever know; her eyes shined as brightly as ever, holding everything back with a slowly thinning restraint, but one that still fooled many.

Her only strength were iris' daring to bear witness to struggles between promises and temptation, pain and relief, right and wrong. For so long he endured it, it only seemed right that his eyes had become as deep as midnight and as guarded as the lies he was forced to keep.

He knew.

And suddenly, it was easier to breathe.