"Where is he? Where's my won-won? Has he been asking for me?" Lavender practically screeched in her ridiculously high pitched, annoying voice.
Snape wrinkled his nose in disgust. Why did the ginger headed boy have to date her? Don't get him wrong, he had nothing against Weasel's little crush on the banshee but why did everyone else have to suffer because of it?! And by the look on Potter's and Granger's faces, they completely agreed with him for once.
"what is SHE doing here?!" the annoying blond squeaked. Snape assumed she meant the Granger girl. He was proven right when the two 6th years began to squabble amongst themselves. Snape had to resist the urge to roll his eyes at the girls. It seemed pathetic! In fact it reminded Snape of a time when he and...no. He had promised himself that he would never visit those dark corners of his mind again. His and Potter's fathers fights were nothing but a past memory. What they were fighting over though...no no, he promised. It hurt too much to think about.
"Her-My-Own-Knee" the Weasley boy murmured in his coma-like state.
"See, he senses my presence! I'm here Won-Won, I'm here." Lavender stated smugly towards Granger. The look of heart break on Hermione's face reminded Snape of younger being told that she would never be his. That his Li-NO! HE PROMISED!
The blond bimbo proceeded to stutter out 'soothing' words to the boy whilst Snape was forced to watch Grangers heart break in half at the sight before her. Stupid bimbo, couldn't she see that it wasn't meant to be?! That the boy shouldn't lover? That he should fall in love with Granger! That maybe James didn't deserve Lily! That maybe, just maybe, Snape should have at least gotten the chance to be loved for once in his life?! That Snape-NO GRANGER! THAT GRANGER SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN THE CHANCE! GRANGER GRANGER GRANGER!
"Hermione." the red-headed boy muttered more clearly. The blond bimbo gasped and fled the room as sobs escaped her mouth.
And Snape almost smiled. Almost. He did have a reputation to uphold after all. 'Looks like this version of my story is going to get a happy ending.' he thought as tears gathered in his haunted eyes.
"Ah to be young and feel loves cruel sting." he heard Albus say but he was too far within his own mind to hear anything properly. For his mind was on one thing. One person. One read-head.
"Lily." he whispered brokenly and he turned away so no one would see his tears stream down his face at the thought of his lost love.