Lily's SacrificeIn the Life of Severus Snape: Scene 8Lily's Sacrifice by starwitch12372
It’s odd really, how people can think that they really, truly know another person. Because all it takes is one moment, just one word, action, or stare, and you see a stranger before you. Lily had had enough experience with that to consider herself an expert. Honestly, she felt that the more you believed you knew a person, the less you actually did. People, after all, are not manuscripts that stand unaltered, a little lost in translation perhaps but still always the same story. Nor are they stones, being slowly weathered away or metamorphosed, things that you can watch happen and even predict. No, people were like rivers; they flowed on forever, running through motley landscapes, constantly changing. They could be cold, tepid, or warm. Sometimes they rose up in an oncoming storm, flooding their banks and swallowing everything in their wake, and sometimes they dried to a trickle, barely able to sustain themselves. There were different creatures
Worst MistakeIn the Life of Severus Snape: scene 7Worst Mistake by starwitch12372
It was the first cold evening since the start of the summer. The sky was clear, the moon was full, the wind was chilly, and autumn was definitely on it’s way. Severus Snape sat alone in the dark living room of his house on Spinner’s End. The room was small and dank, with a feeling of being seldom occupied. Every wall was covered in bookshelves crammed with myriad brown and black leather-bound books. The only light came from a few flickering candles. Candles that, peculiarly enough, were giving off a faint smell of cinnamon.
Severus had a book open on his lap, but he wasn’t taking in any of the words describing brutal and gruesome spells. It wasn’t enough to hold his attention at the moment. It was now almost a week since his last mission for the Dark Lord, and Severus hated it when he was confined to his old house. He longed for his Dark Mark to burn, to be summoned and sent off on some dangerous and life-threatening task. A
His Dark ParadiseIn the Life of Severus Snape: part 6His Dark Paradise by starwitch12372
There was no moon tonight. The darkness was absolute, hiding in corners and spilling out of black holes like a living thing. It seemed appropriate to Severus Snape, considering what he was to do that night. Yes, this was the night he was to join the ranks of the Dark Lord, and become a Death Eater.
At the moment, Severus and three senior Death Eaters, hooded and masked, were walking down a dark, narrow lane in a sort of triangle formation; two of them walked behind, both slightly to either side of the path. One was in front, leading the way. And he, Severus, the new recruit, was in the middle. The Death Eater behind him and to the left was Lucius Malfoy; it was his manor that was hosting the initiation. Severus didn’t know the one to the right, but the one in front was Bellatrix Lestrange. He had heard stories about her; terrible and beautiful they said, as cruel and wild as a deathly storm. Many of the Death Eaters feared her, but Severus did
BittersweetFrom amongst the literairy stacks few secrets were less obvious than those behind the shelves themselves.Bittersweet by ScarletQuill
But when the shelf opened... where there would an otherwise solid wall...
"Are you sure we should be doing this?" Wormtail asked, seemingly no one in particular.
But then felt an impatient nudge at his back, he stepped aside.
"Its not like you were busy...
And besides -"
Lily Evans stepped out from behind him; readjusting her eyes to the full light.
"James would not have trusted just *anyone* with knowing of the hidden passageways..."
"But he didn't even tell you!"
The words hurt enough to silence any possible retort.
"Maybe so but he went too far last time. Southern, cypress bark is not easy to obtain and then he had to use Severus' scarce supply for - what'd he say??
Drying out his socks?!"
Peter cringed at the accusation.
"They'd been getting moldy -" He snapped, getting wound up again. "You'd know that if you kept up with the laundry."
Lily glared in response.
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