Harry wasn't sure taking sweets from a Death Eater was a good idea, but neither was being rude to an insane wizard with a wand when you were unarmed. He took the cookie carefully, as if waiting for it to be cursed and attack him and nodded.
"Yeah. It was," he said. "Thanks."
His head was still filled with too many thoughts. Monsters. Dementors. He got chills just thinking about them.
"It... can't have really been Snape though." Harry paused, not wanting to really put what had happened the night before into words. "He died." He said it and still he felt as if it were hard to believe. He remembered the blood and the memories pouring from Snape and the way that his eyes had looked after the wounds had killed him.
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"Yeah. It was," he said. "Thanks."
His head was still filled with too many thoughts. Monsters. Dementors. He got chills just thinking about them.
"It... can't have really been Snape though." Harry paused, not wanting to really put what had happened the night before into words. "He died." He said it and still he felt as if it were hard to believe. He remembered the blood and the memories pouring from Snape and the way that his eyes had looked after the wounds had killed him.