I read that there were no warnings and then I remembered the warnings debate and I felt the inevitability of something bad happening just building and building and I saw that Severus was finally beginning to love his life with Harry and I remembered that Harry was an Auror and then Severus said that eventually Harry would retire and they would live a boring/happy/content life and then I knew, in a moment of frozen clarity, I just fucking knew that you were going to destroy me....
and you did....
You positively shredded my heart and my spirit with Severus's. Your beautiful, achingly cruel writing tore through me and left me breathless.
and then you made me ache when you wrote "Please," he whispers, knowing that he has rarely said that word in his life, that the weight of it has never been so heavy. He leans into Harry and presses their foreheads together. "Please," he begs.