And in that moment, he holds them both—Ginny and Snape—and allows his two lives to enmesh, embracing the discordant angles, and finds that he has lost neither the bitter nor the sweet of either. He will remember everything that has led him to the moment he's in, and he will not regret a single memory, a single choice.
Your story is the most honest, beautiful reflection of the messiness that is life and love and grief—trust you to wade into the depths of these things and find a way to resolve them. Trust you to find a way to honor Ginny, rather than to present her as an impediment. Trust you to make me cry and feel privileged to be crying at your acknowledgment of how generous love truly is. Your storytelling, as ever, leaves me in awe, my love, and this story will ever be with me.