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Snape wrapped his arms around her as she returned his kiss. This was exactly what he had been dreaming of. To enfold Marcella in his arms and shield her from everything which threatened to harm her body and mind. Of course, he knew, by this very act, he would only cause her further pain. Maybe it was the wine but, his thoughts didn't dwell on it for long as he gave into his own selfish needs; there was only one thing that existed in the world at that moment and her name was Marcella. His eyes were shut and he slid a hand up her back and through her hair until he was holding the back of her head, pulling her closer.
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