Is There A God?

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I wake up. Tears in my eyes. Oh. I remember. My dream. I dreamt of Professor Snape! Why?

Am I truely falling in love with him? What will everyone think? Ah! Who cares. I love him. I know

that now. Well I admit it now, which is an entirely different thing. I\'ve loved him since I met him.


\"I love you Professor Snape!\" I murmer to myself. I vaguely remember someone touching me

earlier, someone I couldn\'t see. But who? Who was it? I don\'t know. Madam Pompfrey chose that

moment to come check on me. \"Well, Harry dear, it looks like you\'re healing up just fine. I think it\'s

time to let you out of the Hospital Wing. Hopefully I don\'t see you again this year! Your last year

here....I hope it\'s a better one than all the other six have been!\" she smiled down at me and then

left my side. I gingerly sat up. Nothing hurt. I swung my legs off the edge of the bed and then
ood ood up. I decided I\'d head off towards Gryffindor Tower. I changed my hospital gown for my

Hogwarts robes, gathered up my things and headed off to the dorm. I had my own room this year,

since I was a prefect. The floor was cold. It seeped into my skin. I saw Professor Sprout and nodded

as I walked past her. Just as I reached the stairs to the Tower, I saw him. Professor Snape looked

around and then smiled at me. Not much but enough. \"I heard you had an interesting summer,

Potter.\" I just nod at him, unable to speak. My throat constricted. Breathe. You\'ve seen him before!

Something about his voice.......but what? Why am I thinking of his voice? It\'s sexy. God it\'s

sexy. \"I....I don\'t really recall, Professor.\" \"Ah, well it\'s probably for the best. See you in class!\" With

that he continues on past me. I find myself turning and watching as he walks away. I wish my

dream would come true, but will I ever get up the courage to ask him how he feels? I don\'t know. I

continue up the stairs and say the new password: Eschew obfucation. The portrait swung open to

admit me. I went up to my new room and sat down on the bed. I looked around and surely enough,

there are my pots of ink and my parchement. I rise and go to my desk. Ink splatters cover the

wooden surface. I sink into the chair and pick up a new quill. I unroll a fresh piece of parchement

and I start to write:

Dear Professor Snape,

I couldn\'t get up the courage to tell you this in person so I\'ll tell you in a letter. I hope you won\'t

think less of me. But here goes. While I was in the Hospital Wing, I had a dream about you. We

were outside, I was on the grass and you walked up to me. We kissed. I woke thinking of you. I felt

like I needed to tell you this. I told you in the dream that I love you. Well I do. I can\'t believe I just

wrote that but I did. I\'m not sorry at all either. I\'ve loved you since that first Potions lesson. I\'m

afraid to send this but if you are reading this I obviously got up the courage to send it. So much for

the whole Gryffindor courage eh? I\'m being a chicken, and I know it. Just know that I love you. I

hope you love me back but if you don\'t I will live. I\'ll be sad but I\'ll live. I\'ve lived this long without

knowing and I suppose I could live longer without knowing. Anyways, I\'m going to send this to you

and pray that you write back.


All my love,

Harry J. Potter

I roll it up and tie a ribbon around it. I then go to the Owlery before I can lose my courage and I tie

it to the leg of a school owl. I offer Hedwig a morsel of food then I go back to my room to await a

return letter. I hope he writes back. Well too late to worry about it now. I lay on my bed and wait.

It\'s all I can do now. Sigh.