Spidersilk Sleep

I knew I should've copied all this. Here we go again. Harry finds himself comforted by the warmth of his potion masters arms, and finally sleeping after many days incapable of such a comfort. This is Starlight's gift, and as such, my dear, I'm sorry the wounds look so awful on Harry's back! Argh! But it's lovely, and I think I got the silken spiderweb like comfort of Snape's bed caught up in this image. Uh...is there anything else I should say. Ah yes! Look at the light scars on Snape's arms and chest. I figured that Snape was a proud enough person to keep his scars from Voldemort, as a testemant to his past with the Dark Lord, and what he has given himself over to in betraying him. Iunno. Anyway. I have one other thing to say. Starlight, you deserve all the love in the world, and I unfortunately can only provide a little, but for all that I can provide, I will go out of my way to do. Perhaps I'm not real...perhaps - but reality is in what you preceive it to be. Chat has kept me a healthy and pleasant person for four or five years, and I've gotten doses of the emotion that all humans need to survive - so I will provide you with those doses in turn. I will never give up on you, so long as you never give up, because I care that much, despite my incorporeal appearance ^-~ Now. *pounces* Do you like it?!