Phoenix Tear. (Snape Love Story) Capítulo Doce. {Valentines Day. Dance Day. Birthday. Help me!}

It was Saturday. The dance day. The Valentines Day. Your, have to say it, birthday. You wanted to stay in bed until the dance and you haven’t even looked at the bulletin board. Hermione kicked you out of bed though and you hated her for that.
You changed into a t-shirt and black sweat pants. You walked downstairs from the dorm and you saw your friends, brother and sister, all looking grim but Harry, though he tried to hide the fact that he was happy.
“What?” You asked.
“You may want to look at the bulletin board.” Hiroshi replied.
You walked to the bulletin board and checked on the sheet.
This is for one student per common room who will be dancing with a professor.
You looked at the names and it was you, you were going to dance with, guess who? That’s right. Professor Snape.
Harry grabbed your wrist and pulled you away from everyone else.
“As much as I hate Snape, I believe it’s time you go back with him.” Harry whispered.
“Harry…”
“I know the way he looks at you, Emiko. The warmth. Love. Caring. Respect. I know he tries to protect me. I know. And that is why I believe you and him belong together. I promise I won’t say anything to anyone. Just go back with him.” Harry demands.
“I-I can’t Harry. He hurt me. When people hurt me, I can’t forgive them.” You reply.
“Fine, but know this, Emiko. When you get on that dance floor and look into his eyes, you will fall in love with him again.” Harry promised and walked away.
You pressed your hands against the sides of your head, groaning with frustration.
If I said my name three times. I’ll die. Be gone from this life. No more shall I feel the pain of a broken heart. I love Snape, but I’m afraid he will hurt me again. You thought.
“Hey, you okay?” You hear Aimi ask. You stare at her and smile then nod.
“Yep, don’t worry about it, Aim.” You reply.
Aimi always looked up to you. She tells you everything. She looks to you for advice. She trusts you with everything and anything.
“Good. Oh yeah, Happy Birthday.” Aimi said, handing you a wrapped gift.
“Thanks.” You replied and took it.
You open it up to see a poetry book. You loved poetry, but you never had the guys to write any so you always read poetry. You smile.
“Thanks, Aim.” You said, hugging her and she hugged back.
“No problem.” Aimi replied and pulled away, walking off.
You run upstairs and away from everyone to the dorm. You go in and walk to your bed. You lay on your stomach then you open your book, reading poems. You only read the love poetry, crying only once in a while.
Yes, you love Snape. You couldn’t deny it any longer. You muss the way he held you in his arms. You miss the way he kissed you.
You throw the book onto your billow and bury your face in the blankets, crying as hard as ever.
I love him so much. But if I could, I’d allow myself to not love ever. But the love between him and me is strong. As my mom would say, Love is more powerful then anything on earth. I miss you so much, Mom and Amaya. I wish you both were here with me, comforting me with all the love in the world. I love Professor Snape with every beat in my heart. You thought.