"Lily! Please! I didn't-" The empty halls rang with his desperate cry.
"Sev, save it, you meant it, you know you did. This isn't the first time, and I've forgiven you before." Her black robes swirled around her as she came to a sudden stop, turning to face him.
His face contorted as his voice lowered, "Lily, I didn't mean it, I could never…" his voice faltered. "They just want so much from me…" The boy looked up at her through a curtain of greasy hair, "I'm sorry." He whispered, his voice burdened with the choke of tears in his throat.
Lily shook her head slowly, her jaw tight, "No, I'm a mudblood." She spat, "You don't need me." With one final look of hatred at him, she stepped onto the staircase that had just swung her way, "Goodnight Severus Snape." She meant it this time, and he knew that, this was the end of Lily and Sev.
Outside, as snow softly and noiselessly drifted to the ground, Severus sat in the Slytherin Common room, the soft glow of embers playing on his face mingling with his bitter tears.