Oh, I loved Lucy and I was so, so sad for Severus. He stopped trying to pet her, holding his lips together with his fingertips to stifle the sob at the back of his throat. And gods, how my heart wrenched at this beginning-of-the-end moment And a small sliver of him didn't care about the squawking, fuzzy bit of bird. Without Lucy, the animal world was a bit less compelling. that culminated, for me, with He knew he wouldn't survive in his current state. He knew he was prey.
So funny, so poignant, and Severus' voice so compelling...I think I need a good cry. Who the hell cries at wankfic? *thwacks self*