Hey there!

So this is a different type of fanfic, this is basically just the story of Harry Potter, but it's from Severus Snape's point of view. It's his entire life and after-life story. THIS IS GOING TO BE A VERY VERY LONG FANFIC, I'M ESTIMATING AT CLOSE TO 100 CHAPTERS, but it will be broken up into parts, and hopefully I will update it regularly.

DISCLAIMER: ANYTHING YOU RECOGNISE, I DO NOT OWN, PRETTY MUCH.

WARNINGS: THERE ARE MENTIONS (and maybe more) OF SELF-HARM, SUICIDE AND SEX. THE LAST PART OF THE FIC INCLUDES CHRISTIANITY, AND IT'S SET IN HEAVEN. Not sure if I need to say that, but better to be safe than sorry.

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Enjoy! :)

PART ONE

Chapter 1 – Christmas Comes Early

The warm summer breeze blew through the open window on Spinner's End. Hogwarts was near. Only two years now. Then he'd finally be away from his constantly bickering parents. That thought, and the beautiful red ponytail of the little girl down the street; these were the only things keeping nine-year-old Severus Snape's feet on the ground.

He had been told by his mother all the wonderful and enchanting things he would find at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The moving portraits and ghosts of famous witches and wizards; the scrumptious feasts with every kind of food imaginable; the classes of course – Potions (one of his mother's favourites), Charms, Herbology, Transfiguration, Defence Against the Dark Arts – he'd heard about them all. He'd also heard enough of the arguments going on between his parents. Not being able to stand it anymore, Severus rose from his seat at his bedroom window and proceeded downstairs and out of the house.

Deciding on his usual hide-out, Severus set off to the local park. Boys from his school, including 6th grader, Nick Berjovik rode past on their bikes and threw rubbish and wrappers at Severus. He was used to being treated this way, and so ignored them and continued to the park. Sitting down behind his favourite tree, Severus was glad to see there wasn't anyone else sharing the space. A stray cat prowled around the bushes to his left, a plain field of grass ahead and the empty playground to his right. There was a sudden pain on this head and an acorn rolled on to the ground beside him. Looking up, he found himself staring into the eyes of a red-furred squirrel. Severus had always liked the colour red, especially on the top of a certain girl's head, of whom he did not know the name.

He had only seen her once, but even in that brief sighting, Severus knew there was something that kept him running away from home like he had considered doing so often. Severus simply sat at the foot of the tree and he had almost fallen asleep when he heard noises coming from behind him. Voices. He listened.

"Tuney, no! I don't want to play that game again!" It was a beautiful voice, like that of an angel.

"But why on earth not? I'll even let you be the doggy!" This voice, on the other hand, sounded whiny, like a dying seal.

Severus poked his head out from behind the tree and rested his chin in his hand. By the sound of voices, Severus had been expecting two girls. He had not, however, even hoped that it would be those two girls. It was her, the one with the angel's voice. The one he always thought about, the beautiful one, with red hair. And her sister. Severus's chin slipped off his hand.

"Find then, I'm going home," said the one called Tuney.

"No you are not allowed, Mummy said." The Angel had spoken.

"I don't care, Lily, you can make your own way home," said Tuney.

Lily. That was the Angel's name. Lily. And what a beautiful name it was. Much better than a stupid name like Severus, he thought.

Then the Angel, Lily, spoke again, "Petunia if you go, I will tell Mummy and you will be in big trouble." Severus was mesmerised by her voice. It was like music, beautiful music, to his ears. He peered around the tree even further and almost toppled over; her eyes. They were, without a doubt, the most beautiful things Severus had ever seen. They shone like emeralds, brilliantly green and shaped like almonds.

Wow.

And that hair. So full of colour and life. He had to get to know her; she would be his first friend. But it all ended too soon. Suddenly, the Angel and her sister were running, away and out of the park, away from Severus. He felt like one of the only happy things in his life was leaving him. But that was alright, because he knew her name now. So tomorrow when he saw her again, he would be able to talk to her and, hopefully, make her like him. Hopefully.