It may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair.
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Potions Assistant
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 4, 2018 18:58:55 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] @open [attr="class","aofBody"] Not yet. He hadn’t been given the mark yet. He had to pass a test – but he wasn’t sure what it was he’d have to do. Honestly, he was willing to do whatever it took… so long as it didn’t involve harming Lily. That was one place he refused to go. He was determined to use his position to help keep her safe – only her. She was the only person he really cared about, even if she didn’t return those feelings. He couldn’t stop himself from feeling what he felt. He was desperate for affection – but not so desperate as to change his entire course of life. Unfortunately, his course was what drove them apart from each other. They weren’t meant to be, but he would be damned if he let harm come to her.
Sev sat in the Leaky Cauldron, drinking a fire whiskey at the bar. Tom had given him a smile when he ordered – likely knowing that his patrons would end up leaving his bar and kill each other, torture each other. But it was a strict rule of the Cauldron – no fighting. Leave the war outside. Both sides seemed to silently agree to this rule. People on the same side would get onto anyone who tried to break it. However, occasionally there were times when things could get ugly. Both sides didn’t want their children involved – and given the Cauldron was where the kids went through to get to Diagon Alley, well he supposed that was the reason. To him, he didn’t care about that all too much – kids were annoying. He just escaped Hogwarts and didn’t want to go back any time soon. People younger than him? Idiots. People his age? Idiots. People older than him? Idiots. There were only a few who managed to impress him. They were the select special few.
He covered his face and let out a low groan. He was drinking to stop thinking. Yet his mind wouldn’t rest. He kept thinking about the war he was about to enter, the horrors he would face willingly. He kept thinking about the stupid unspoken rule of the cauldron. He kept thinking about a certain red-head who just wouldn’t get out of his mind. He took a large swig of his firewhiskey and ordered another. Luckily his mother and father had some money stored away – not a lot, but it would get him through for a while. That way he didn’t need a job to get by and he could devote himself to the Dark Lord. There he went again. He downed his second glass of firewhiskey and rubbed his face again, hiding it from the rest of the world.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2018 1:46:48 GMT
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Lily's back and neck ached something fierce. It seemed almost cruel to start a trainee out in the trauma department of the hospital, but Lily had insisted on it. She was a member of the Order, and if a war was coming, they would need all of the help that they could get. Learning how to cure minor diseases and small cuts and bruises was not something she was going to settle for.[break][break] Besides, the girl had become a magnet for the fast-paced and difficult. She actually felt as if she were going somewhere... doing something useful rather than feeling sorry for herself. She ignored most of the owls from James and Severus had been an open wound since her fifth year. It had been difficult finishing school without him, but she'd done it. Many of her girlfriends had gone off and done their own things. They'd started their own lives.[break][break] And yet she still felt like she'd gone pretty much nowhere.[break][break] Sighing deeply, Lily pressed her fingers through her long locks, pressing in through the door of the Leaky Cauldron. Carefully navigating the tables and chairs and other patrons, the woman settled up at the bar, sliding in next to an individual she didn't even spare an initial glance to. "Firewhisky neat, please," she said softly, already pressing her hand into her pockets in search of payment.[break][break] Lily pressed the coins onto the counter, leaning heavily and bowing her head slightly in order to try and shift her shoulders into a more comfortable position. Merlin, she was sore and it wasn't exactly something firewhisky would cure, but at least it'd take her mind off of her shortcomings. Smiling gratefully at the arrival of her glass, she lifted it to her lips, taking a slow sip before setting it back against the counter.[break][break] It was then that she turned slightly to glance around, pausing and stiffening when she noted who it was exactly that she had settled beside for the night.[break][break] "Severus," Lily greeted coolly, slowly reaching for her glass once more. Maybe another sip would calm her nerves. [attr=class,punkiwofleft] [attr=class,punkiwofright] [attr=class,punkiwofcredit]by punki
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It may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair.
AGE
18
HOUSE
Slytherin
OCCUPATION
Potions Assistant
Face Claim
Louis Garrel
Death Eater
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 5, 2018 1:55:40 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] @lily [attr="class","aofBody"] He sucked in a quick breath, as he heard the sweet voice of his childhood friend – no he couldn’t think of her that way. He had to think of her as a stranger in order to prevent those feelings from welling up and betraying him. Despite his immense control over his emotions, he looked to her, and for a moment, a look of longing flashed on his face. Quickly hiding it, he took a swig of his third firewhiskey, finally slowing his roll on the amount of alcohol he was consuming. If she was going to be here – he needed to have all his faculties in control. After all, he didn’t want to make her feel awkward or guilty around him. He was a terrible person and he knew it. He drove away the one person who actually seemed to show him some sort of care.
Despite his slower consumption he could feel the buzz in his head, a niggling feeling to just leave, and another niggling feeling to stay and talk and beg her to take him back. He felt torn between the two options – but also, at the same time, the middle ground of staying and just acting normal was there. And right now, he felt forced into that option because of the turmoil going on inside of him. It felt like someone had grabbed onto his heart beating in his chest and grabbed it, squeezing at it. He could feel a slight physical pain even – though he knew it was psychological.
“Lily. If you would like me to leave, I can go.” He gave her a small nod and looked back to his drink, a fingering running over the rim. “I’m sure Potter would hate to know you were having drinks next to me. Or any of your friends, given… the state of things.”
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2018 2:13:09 GMT
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The burn of the firewhisky was delightful compared to the feelings that she was trying her damnedest to keep locked away. She set the glass down, glancing toward it and trailing her fingertip slowly along the side. She wasn't with James and she tried not to remind herself of that too often.[break][break] The look on his face had been... heartbreaking. But she'd done it for herself and for no one but herself. She'd been selfless all of her life. For once, she was selfish... to a degree.[break][break] Glancing behind them, her gaze trailed the others in the room, sitting among the tables and booths. "Especially since we aren't together. He doesn't exactly get a say," she grumbled, tapping her fingernail absently against the glass. "Besides, who am I to tell you where you can and can't get a drink?" Lily questioned, turning her head to fix him with an impassive gaze.[break][break] Finishing her first glass, Lily was slightly elated to note that she didn't even have to ask for the next glass. Though, once more, she paid immediately. If this were to go poorly, it meant that she couldn't keep a running tab. She'd need a quick escape. That meant not having to flounder for money to pay the bartender when she was trying to make her dramatic exit.[break][break] She couldn't deny that meeting him again struck a painful chord. For a moment, she could still hear his voice... that singular word ringing in her mind with the same amount of disgust as the day that it happened. He'd called her a mudblood, shattering every ounce of confidence she'd gathered for herself in an instant. Severus hadn't seen the toll it had taken on her, nor had he likely noticed the fact that she trusted few and got close to fewer. 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It may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair.
AGE
18
HOUSE
Slytherin
OCCUPATION
Potions Assistant
Face Claim
Louis Garrel
Death Eater
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 5, 2018 2:27:59 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] @lily [attr="class","aofBody"] She always was an independent person. He smiled internally saying that it wasn’t Potter’s business. That was good. She was still her strong, independent, beautiful self. Despite everything, he didn’t destroy her. He was glad that the mistake he had made didn’t take too much of a toll on her. He wasn’t important anyways. He figured it was probably easy to cut him out of her life – or at least that was what his low self-esteem was telling him. Not that he didn’t regret it. He would regret that one word for the rest of his life.
However, when she admitted that she wasn’t with James anymore – well, he couldn’t hide the half-smile that appeared on his face for several moments before he caught himself. Damn. He was regretting those two previous firewhiskeys. Normally he would be able to have prevented that very brief expression on his face, but his mind was just a bit foggy and his control wasn’t quite as airtight as he normally had it.
“No? Finally saw that he’s just as big of a toerag as he ever was, hm?” It was no secret he hated Potter – but even with her not being with him, he couldn’t get the image of seeing them together last year out of his head. And it really hurt – and that’s why he shoved it down and tried to forget about it. But sitting next to her made those memories fight against his shields, banging and screaming to be let out. No, he couldn’t let himself feel that pain. Never again.
His hands ran down his face and he looked at her with a lazy look, apathetic, cold, blank. “You’re Lily Evans, that’s who. Most powerful witch of our time.” The way he said it was monotone – it was hard to tell if he was being sarcastic or serious. Was he paying her a compliment or was he making fun of her? It was impossible to tell, well, even for him.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2018 2:42:31 GMT
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Absolutely. Did she regret leaving him? Every day. But she wouldn't regret her choice. The need to breathe was stronger than the need to breathe with him at her side. Part of her wanted, needed that affection, but part of her had needed something entirely different. Freedom. Freedom from school, from classes, from gossip, and the useless chatter of boys about everything but what was important.[break][break] Lifting the glass to her lips once more, she took a slow sip, savoring the taste yet again. She tried not to spit when Snape dared to open his mouth about James. He had no right, and the look that she gave him said just as much. Swallowing the mouthful of liquid, she set the glass down with an audible cracking noise, her brows knitted in irritation. If looks could kill, Severus Snape would very likely be dead.[break][break] "Oh shove off, Severus," she snapped initially, gritting her teeth. "You don't get to speak about him like that," Lily hissed sharply, straightening up slightly, "And not that its any of your business, but I just needed space and time to myself for once in my life."[break][break] Shifting uncomfortably on the seat, Lily crossed her arms over her chest, narrowing her gaze at Severus once more when he stated that she was the most powerful witch of their time. A lie. There were many other girls who were quite a bit stronger than she. At least in her opinion, anyway. "That is an outright farce," Lily growled, turning her body away to face the bar fully. She put both hands on her glass, trying to focus on just her drink instead of him. [break][break] "Do what you want. It's not like my words have ever carried any weight for you. All things considered," Lily's voice dripped with sarcasm. [attr=class,punkiwofleft] [attr=class,punkiwofright] [attr=class,punkiwofcredit]by punki
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It may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair.
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HOUSE
Slytherin
OCCUPATION
Potions Assistant
Face Claim
Louis Garrel
Death Eater
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 5, 2018 2:59:57 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] @lily [attr="class","aofBody"] Ah yes, she was angry. Good job, Sev. Everything you do makes her angry at you. They were like oil and water – how did they ever get along before? His lip twitched as she talked about James and how he had no right. He shook his head and let out a small sigh. He looked at his glass, his finger continuing to slowly trace the rim of his glass. Yeah, he needed more in order to deal with this. But did he want to really do that? He knew what crazy things would come out of his mouth. His devotion to her which he shoved away. He couldn’t let her know about any of it. He couldn’t let her use him like everyone else had. He couldn’t let her have that fuel to torture him. Even though he loved and trusted her with his life – he also knew he was an evil person. He was terrible, and they were fighting in a war. He wouldn’t begrudge her to use it – but he couldn’t let her have it.
“I have every right to talk about him,” he countered, blinking once. “I do seem to recall a certain Gryffindor girl who thought she had the right to talk about him. Saying she’s rather date the giant squid then him. I suppose the squid didn’t cut it for her so she tried to downgrade and even then she wasn’t satisfied.” Severus, please stop. That’s what part of his head was saying for him to do, but he couldn’t seem to stop himself. He was bitter. He was angry. He was hurt. And the alcohol was starting to break down those barriers letting some of it seep into his words and for everyone to see. He took in a deep breath. “Out of everyone in the world, I have the most right to talk about that bigheaded bully.”
He looked at his lap for a moment and then picked up his glass taking a large swig and letting out a breath from the sting in his throat, the heat building up inside of him. “Just because I didn’t agree with you, didn’t mean they meant nothing. I wasn’t the one asking you to change who your friends were. I wasn’t the one emasculating a ‘friend’ in front of those who bullied him. All things considered, I took your opinion to heart and treasured it more than anything. But I wouldn’t let you change me and make me no longer me.”
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2018 14:18:26 GMT
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Made. Her. Livid.[break][break] Gritting her teeth, Lily kept her gaze fixed on him as he spoke. Each word cut deeper and deeper and she felt resentment and frustration curl in the pit of her stomach. That was entirely unfair. At least James had matured a little, realized the error in his ways. Severus… he seemed intent on revelling in the same deep, dark hole that he had created for himself all of those years ago.[break][break] And then she felt them. The tears pricking at her eyes. Her first friend, her best friend… no. She had made it very clear that they weren’t friends anymore. Her words had destroyed that in a matter of minutes. But his had shattered her in just a second.[break][break] Turning her head to stare at her glass, she drained it until it was empty, setting it down and staring hard at it. “I seem to recall a boy who was constantly hell bent on following the boys and picking them apart at every instance. But at least they matured a little bit,” she mumbled quietly, her shoulders slumping. “You made your bed, Severus. And you chose to wallow in it when you chose to cut me out. What was I supposed to do? Remain alone? Not make any new friends or allies when the one person who had been in my corner just ripped me apart? And for your information, I wasnt unsatisfied with James. I simply needed time to be… me.”[break][break] Furrowed brow and flushed cheeks, Lily waved for another drink, downing it as fast as she could. This had been a bad idea. She should have just gone home and slept, preparing herself for her next shift. [break][break] At the mention of her trying to change him, she swiveled in her seat rather sharply. “I did not try to change you, Severus. They were not your only friends. Why you decided to think that and push me away is beyond me, but I cared about you and I knew what that type of thinking could lead you into. So forgive me if I wanted something better for my friend. Load of good that did either of us, eh?”[break][break] With that, she slammed her third payment onto the bar counter and shoved off of the seat, settling onto steady ground. Adjusting her work robes, Lily pressed a lock of hair behind her ear. “You broke my heart, Severus,” she muttered, “Don’t repeat history with the next girl that crosses your path.”[attr=class,punkiwofleft] [attr=class,punkiwofright] [attr=class,punkiwofcredit]by punki
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It may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair.
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HOUSE
Slytherin
OCCUPATION
Potions Assistant
Face Claim
Louis Garrel
Death Eater
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 5, 2018 20:02:07 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] @lily [attr="class","aofBody"] Quickly downing the rest of his third, he set it to the side and waited for the next. He placed his hand over his eyes – his thumb on his right temple and his pointer reaching across his eyes over the bridge of his nose. He squeezed slightly, pushing on his eyes just a bit. The tears – he had seen them prickling at her eyes. Hiding his face was his only option, because otherwise his despair at seeing her hurt like this would show. And he couldn’t have that.
“Do you know why they ‘matured’ a bit?” He pursed his lips, his voice coming out with a sting of emotion that had escaped his barriers, his voice quivering. Was it fear? Anguish that was coming out of him? “They were afraid I would reveal their little secret. You see, just prior to our seventh year, they went too far, told me where to find a certain person at a very specific time of the month. I nearly died. They felt guilty for nearly actually killing me and sending their little friend to Azkaban or to live with his own people. They never matured. They were afraid. I finally had something against them and I could finally truly fight back. Cowards. The load of them.”
He gritted his teeth, his upper lip quivering with anger. Yes, that was the emotion that was escaping from his prison deep below. To be quite honest, it was something he felt all the time just below the surface. He was always angry, all the time. He wanted to make them hurt for what they did to him. For turning her against him. “Did it ever occur to you that I just wanted to belong somewhere? Your friends would never accept me. There were always whispers in the halls wondering why you showed me any time of day. If you stuck with me, it would be just you and me. No one else. You would’ve been enough for me, but I would never be enough for you.”
Through his hand he could feel tears threatening his eyes and he quickly wiped his face before they would be visible. He looked to her with a look of rage mixed with torment. His fourth drink was delivered finally. “Do you remember that day? I do, as if it were yesterday. Potter attacked me. You came in and told him to stop. He flipped me upside down – exposing my underpants to a whole group of students. What happened after that, Lily? I saw it on your face. For just a split moment, I could see you wanted to smile. You were reveling in my embarrassment, my pain. You might not even admit it to yourself, but I saw it. It broke my heart and I acted on that pain and anger and used that word against you, because in the heat of the moment I wanted you to hurt like you had just hurt me. Of course, I realized it and apologized afterwards, but it was too late.”
He pulled out a handful of coins and began to count them out onto the bar for the four drinks he had gotten and pulling out enough for a fifth. He quickly downed his current drink and let out a sigh, closing his eyes and focusing on controlling his expression for a moment. “We were oil and water. We never were meant to be. I decided after all we went through together, you’d be better off without me. And look at you. You’re doing well. I heard you are training to be a healer.” He smiled for a moment before he looked away, staring at his new glass.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2018 23:31:57 GMT
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This entire situation was frustrating and confusing. She'd vowed to herself that she was done with Snape. He'd hurt her too badly for her to yield. But deep down, she still loved him. Desperately and deeply, she still cared. He'd been Lily's first friend despite his penchant for lashing out at others. The only time he'd ever, truly targeted her was that single moment of distress. When James had crossed a line that had been long drawn in the sand.[break][break] He'd been a bully, but his actions had completely enraged her. Lily had felt as if she were on fire when she'd approached James in Severus' defense. She recalled it well. He'd promised to leave Severus alone if she dated him. Of course, she had rejected him immediately. She had refused to be bullied into something she didn't want. Selfishly, she didn't want to be the target and she'd been ready to fight tooth and nail to ensure that Severus wouldn't be the target of any further bullying.[break][break] That smile hadn't been because she had found the situation amusing.[break][break] Lily had been imagining how good it would feel to break James' nose for what he'd done to her friend. Then Severus had simply opened his mouth and let it all come crashing down around her.[break][break] Turning on her heel, Lily watched Severus with a grim expression. "It occurred to me, yes," Lily countered, "But to me, it appeared that you'd found the place you belonged. In all honesty, it felt like I wasn't going to be enough for you. You clung to archaic and dangerous ideals... they and I make poor bedfellows, Severus. I wasn't sure that anything I would have said would have gotten the point across to you. You remember when we were sorted. I clung, but you just kept pulling further and further away."[break][break] Arms crossing against her chest, Lily lifted an eyebrow. "Stop talking," she said a little sharply, stepping a little closer to him. Her voice dropped to a low whisper as she looked into his face, "I wasn't smiling because I thought that the situation was funny, Severus. I was picturing what it would be like to break James' nose because the situation infuriated me. But you're right, you did hurt me. Because despite everything I did to keep them off your back, you still told me what you truly thought about me. What was I supposed to think? Did you expect me to just run with my tail between my legs and then come crawling back when the dust settled?"[break][break] Leaning a little closer, her voice dropped just a bit further, "But I'll never appreciate the fact that you made a decision for me. My life is no longer your business, though, so congratulations."[break][break] Pulling away from him, Lily started toward the door of the Cauldron, noting that she would feel so much better when she was out in the cool night air of the Alley. Anything would be better than the suffocating heat of the bar, especially with such anger simmering under her skin. [attr=class,punkiwofleft] [attr=class,punkiwofright] [attr=class,punkiwofcredit]by punki
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It may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair.
AGE
18
HOUSE
Slytherin
OCCUPATION
Potions Assistant
Face Claim
Louis Garrel
Death Eater
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 6, 2018 0:42:19 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] @lily [attr="class","aofBody"] Covering his entire face with both hands, he squeezed his thumbs into his cheeks for a moment. He told himself he wouldn’t let this happen again. That he wouldn’t be hurt by anyone ever again, but his heart kept telling him to shut up and run after her. His heart said to get onto his knees and beg for her forgiveness. His heart continued to tell him to do all these different things – to do anything for her. Even if it meant losing himself.
But the logical part of his mind fought against it. They were just too different. They were so different – and perhaps that was why he loved her so. Why his heart ached for her. Because she was a fire that would never go out. A beautiful phoenix, warming his soul when he was around her – except for when he was making her angry like right now.
He quickly stood up, his fifth glass untouched, the chair screeching against the ground as he pushed it back and got to his feet. He strode behind her quickly hoping to catch her. He reached out a hand meant to touch her shoulder but stopped short. “Please wait, Lily,” His voice shook as if he were a lost child, scared and alone. His hand shook reached out, but not touching, his feet following her instinctively. “I – I will admit, I was wrong on so many levels. I will never stop regretting that day. I never expected you to crawl back – I – I expected that – that you hated me. And that it had made my choice easy. If you hated me, then there was nothing… convincing me out of my current path. I was scared, Lily. If I left them, and then you learned to hate me, just like everyone else had - I –”
He pursed his lips and dropped his arm. “I don’t know how many times I will say it, but I’m sorry. And I’ll be sorry for the rest of my life. I wish things were different.”
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2018 1:21:25 GMT
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Burn up and leave this place behind. Lily was almost to freedom, to the feeling of a crisp sharpness on her skin and then she felt him at her back and found herself freezing. Suddenly, she was all too aware of everyone else in the Cauldron. Swallowing sharply, Lily turned to face him, listening to him speak with furrowed brows. Green eyes held oceans of conflict and frustration. A second glance around the shop alerted her to them being watched.[break][break] Suddenly, her hand reached out, grasping onto his wrist and pulling him out of the door with her. Lily said absolutely nothing as she tugged them into a neighboring alley. Able to breathe outside of the stifling bar, Lily fixed him with a sharp gaze.[break][break] "You were wrong. You assumed things about me that were untrue. You assumed that I wanted to watch you suffer. You assumed that I'd hate you for what you did. In truth, I hated myself. You gave me just one more reason to not love me... not... be me," the girl shook her head sharply. "Because as much as you want to belong, you think so little of yourself that you assume that you have no other choice than the ones your," she lifted her hands, making air quotes, "friends told you. And in turn, you assume, wrongly, that I'm in the wrong here."[break][break] "But I'm not. And I refuse to be," she grit her teeth visibly, "Because its taken me years to come back from that, Severus. You don't call your best friend a mudblood and not expect her to be hurt. You already knew how hard on myself I was because of my sister. Especially when I'd never done anything to outwardly show you that I didn't care. So you can take your sorry and shove it back down your throat. I'm tired of hearing you say sorry. Prove it."[attr=class,punkiwofleft] [attr=class,punkiwofright] [attr=class,punkiwofcredit]by punki
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It may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair.
AGE
18
HOUSE
Slytherin
OCCUPATION
Potions Assistant
Face Claim
Louis Garrel
Death Eater
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 6, 2018 1:46:41 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] @lily [attr="class","aofBody"] The cool air stung his face as he was dragged out – which thank Merlin he was because in his currently slightly foggy mind he wasn’t paying attention to others, and he would rather not make a fool of himself in front of random strangers – or anyone for that matter. This sort of thing was private – and he wasn’t one for sharing his feelings. He was currently in a vulnerable state and could easily say something he didn’t mean to say, especially if there were some Death Eaters watching, which he wasn’t sure about because he had just gone there to have a drink and then shit hit the fan.
“Lily, I –“ He shakes his head looking to the side, trying to find the right words to order in the correct way to get his point across. There were so many feelings bubbling up inside of him right now he was having a hard time keeping that prison inside of him clear. “I am terrible. I’m not a good person.” He shook his head once more and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I wanted to hurt you because I felt hurt. I made a bad judgement call and threw you into a basket with everyone else. My own father he – if he didn’t love me, then how could I expect anyone to actually care for me? You? You were popular. Everyone loves you Lily. No one likes me.” He shakes his head and puffs out his cheeks for a moment.
He took in a measured breath and looked to her, his dark eyes reflecting some of the moon. Looking up he took a moment before he continued his train of thought. “Even I hate me.” The stars were so beautiful. It almost made him want to cry just looking up at them. But he finally looked back down, directly at Lily. “I feel trapped. Your lot won’t ever accept me. But the Dark Lord has offered me a spot among his ranks. I could never work with Potter and his little band of idiots. I might hate myself, but I do have at least a sliver of self-respect. There’s nothing I can do Lily. I don’t want to do this. I don’t want to – to join him. But I have no where else to go.”
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Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2018 2:32:39 GMT
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It may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair.
AGE
18
HOUSE
Slytherin
OCCUPATION
Potions Assistant
Face Claim
Louis Garrel
Death Eater
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 6, 2018 3:11:29 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] @lily [attr="class","aofBody"] Wanting to say no, that didn’t make her terrible too, it was a combination of things, Severus swallowed thickly. No, he couldn’t say that. He rubbed his eyes before closing them for a moment. He watched as she leaned up against the wall. Frowning, thoughts began to flood his mind. There was so much he wanted to say, but he was so torn. There was so much she didn’t understand. She was too nice. She was perfect. Everything about her sent his heart soaring through to the stars and beyond.
“Of course I followed it. How is one supposed to travel a path they can’t see? There was no other path. I was on a path with walls surrounding me, unbreakable and a roof overhead. There was nothing else for me.” He shook his head, his voice shaky. Tears threatened his eyes and he quickly moved to wipe the moisture away from his eyes. He looked at his hand, the tears now glistening in the moonlight and he shook his head, wiping them away on his robes. She was right. He wasn’t thinking straight. But not about the same thing.
“If… I gave you that choice you would’ve picked badly. You’re too kind Lily. You’re too good. You’re so intelligent but –“ He shook his head, “Naïve. Idealistic. I could never have made you happy, and the fact you’re saying you would’ve been happy with just me proves that I was right. I might not be completely sober, but its – I’ve always hated me.” He looked at her with a sad look in his eyes, taking a step towards her. “I couldn’t force myself upon you. I don’t – I don’t want to see that look in your eyes turn dull because of me. I saw it before in my Mum. I don’t want to do it to you too.”
He took another step towards her, placing his hands on either side of her, effectively trapping her on the wall – well she could easily duck beneath his arms if she wanted to of course. “I love you Lily.” His lips turned into a slight pout before he gave her a slightly toothy grin. “But I’m already lost to him.”
[attr="class","aofCredit"] SELKIE
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