Of Remorse

Severus and lily

Seveus Snape and Lily Evans

Hello, all! šŸ™‚

I know it’s been a long time since I posted anything, but I was kind of busy with my board preps and all. So Sorry. šŸ˜¦

So, i thought i’d do a headcanon. šŸ™‚

Severus stayed awake all night. He had done his job. He told The Dark Lord about the prophecy. He had no idea what that meant, though. He thought about what he did. He thought it was going to kill some wizard. Some witch, and their kid. He did not care. What was that to him? Who were they to him? IĀ couldn’tĀ care less,Ā he told himself.

But then, for some unknown reason, the picture of his love flashed before his eyes. He thought about Lily Evans. He thought about the only girl he ever loved. He thought about the only person he ever, truly loved. And he wondered. He wondered what she would have told him. He thought about all those times he had let her down. He thought about all those times he hurt her. And then he cursed himself. He cursed himself for cursing James Potter. He thought about how they all hatedĀ him. And then, it struck to him- itĀ wasn’tĀ their fault. It wasĀ Ā hisĀ fault. To have acted like a… he couldn’t even think of a word. Why did he have to act like that? Like he never cared? He wouldn’t have lost Lily Evans if heĀ didn’tĀ call her a Mudblood. HeĀ shouldn’tĀ have.

Would he be forgiven now? After all this time? He could go there and tell Lily and Potter-Ā The Potters,Ā he reminded himself; how truly sorry he was. They had all grown up, right? They could all act mature. He would be forgiven. Okay, maybe not forgiven, but would be heard out, at least?Ā He wished. He prayed.

Yes, he told himself. He would go and apologize. Everything would be better than now, he hoped. But he didn’t know that The Dark Lord had other plans. HeĀ didn’tĀ know that the Dark Lord had figured out that the prophecy meant the Potters’ son-Harry. He didn’t know. He couldn’t know.

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I'm just your average unique person. I love to read and write (no surprises there, eh?) and think a lot. I adore Rowling and think Harry Potter should be a religion. I also hate pink. I love fluff generally because it makes me feel intelligent and I love poetry because it makes me feel different. (yes, references.) I'm married to Sirius Black. So I sign myself as The Bitch alarmingly often. Oh, and I love Mr. Darcy. And Jo Longo. And Chandler Bing. And Sherlock. (Yes, I'm a fantard.) And in case you want to drop in a good, or a critical word, feel free to email me: theblackwallflower@gmail.com OR, follow me on Twitter: @WallflowerBlack Enough with the babble. OkBye. View all posts by TheBlackWallflower

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