Can you die from a broken heart?
He watched them from the slytherin table, her and James, how could she do this, he is their enemy. Well he was, until he called her a mudblood; he should never have called her that. But they had made him angry and Lily had taken the full force of his anger. He thought he might die from a broken heart.
Watching them he felt his heart slowly shatter, he felt tears starting to sting his eyes so tried to blink them away before anyone noticed. But it was too late when he heard a voice sneer
"Oh dear, dear poor little Snivellus is going to cry, poor little baby, need your mummy?"
Snape turned and spotted Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew were standing behind him. Sirius had a smirk on his face, Peter who was standing next to him had a slight grin on his face and it was only Remus who looked slightly worried.
"Leave him be, Padfoot, leave him be." Remus muttered.
"No, why should I, he deserves everything he gets." Sirius sneered.
"No he doesn't," Said Remus, taking a look at Sirius determined face "Oh I give in, your pathetic, I'm going and please Sirius do me a favour grow up and leave Snape alone its getting pathetic now."
Snape watched as the small boy stormed over of the Gryffindor table, his robes flying behind him. He sighed, turned round and looked at Sirius who had now a scowl on his face.
"It must be your lucky day snivy, I'm going to do as Remus said for now." Sirius growled and then stormed off followed by Peter.
Snape returned to his breakfast but he suddenly sick, rising from the table he took a final glance over at Lily and James, he felt his heart break again. Then a thought came into his head you may not be able to die from a broken heart but it bloody hurts to live with it.