Clareabell-
Hi! I wanted to thank you for taking the time out of your day to read this it's so nice of you! This is my first piece so pleaseeeee give me a break if it sucks and be nice about it when you tell me! This story features one of my favorite paring Snape/Narcissa! Just a little heads up I suck at spelling and grammar but I tried really hard to fix it in this story! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review I would love to hear what you think!
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Chapter 1-
You never really realize how lucky you are until you are slapped out of your selfishness by someone special. We, as humans, tend to live lives built around our own problems. We don't stop to think about how lucky we may be to have lives of our own. We never realize how lucky we are until that single person comes and saves you and shows you the good in your life and the right path to choose. Before all of this happens we are fools. You and I both know we can't go through life being foolish. No matter how proud I Severus Tobias Snape may be I do admit I was foolish. I used to not care about anyone or anything other than myself. I loved a girl but ended up getting left in the dust hurt and alone in the end. At that time I had lost all hope and had become a bitter and selfish man. I never used to be like that. I used to care about others, I used to laugh, care, love, and live. But then that person I did all of those things for left into the arms of another man. My heart was broken. It turned into a withering, unfeeling organ. It seemed its only purpose was to keep me alive so I could live my worthless pathetic life on and on until I could pass and be let out of my misery. I did not feel. I did not care. I was a shell of a human and had no place in this world. I was hopeless. But then it came. The hope for the hopeless. Narcissa Black, my second love, the first being Lily Evans. Narcissa showed me the way out. She showed me I still had a heart, it just needed a little bit of care and love. She made it a point to me that hate was not the cure to a broken heart. "Hate, my dear, is what started all of this." No matter how hard I tried I could not prove her wrong. She was completely right as always. She healed me but god I hate myself for being too busy with my own problems to notice her pain. Though she was good at hiding it I still could have seen it. Narcissa was a good actress but her eyes gave away everything. She could have the brightest of smiles and the emptiest of eyes. Only when she was with that evil man where her eyes empty. I wasn't looking hard enough. I didn't know I loved her yet. However that come later in this story, back to the point. Narcissa, or Cissa as I like to call her, was my best friend at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was a Slytherin like all of my friends but didn't seem to belong there. She was a genius but not as good in potions as me, no that still remains my talent. However she excelled in everything else and was one of the most skilled healers I had ever seen. She was to kind to everyone in the other houses which made her very unpopular in our house. She had many friends don't get me wrong but none of them from our house…except me. Her and I where the odd ones in Slytherin…Okay I was the odd one in all of the houses…Anyways we bonded and soon became very close. Then many things happened, some good some horrible but they got us to where we are today. So allow me to tell you this tale of redemption, courage, love, and tragedy. But most of all a story of a man who found hope when hopeless. Enjoy.