This was a powerful story, and haunting. Such a believable Snape, and the Legilimens/Occlumens action was amazing.
"Harry breathed into Snape’s hand and looked at Snape’s narrowed eyes. They were angry, and weary. Harry’s fingers crept up, of their own accord, and laid aside the strands of hair shadowing Snape’s nose, latticing the lines that curved at his temple. He tucked them carefully behind an ear, guiding each skein with a gentle fingertip, steady with the certainty that had shielded him from Voldemort."
I read this and hold my breath, waiting for the explosion, the disaster.
I hope we find out who you are, so I can read more of your fics!