Disclaimer: I DON'T own Harry Potter, so J.K., if you happen to be reading this…GET THEM OFF ME!
Loathing
A threatening glare,
A look of rage,
The sound of a youth turning a page.
A resigned mutter,
A memorised verse,
The casting of an Incendiary curse.
A high pitched shriek,
A furious look,
The blunt impact of a book.
A taste of pain,
A murderous retort,
The response almost distraught.
An explanation,
An enraged huff,
The predecessor to a rebuff.
A hateful expression,
A slammed door,
The fact that Snape would live no more.
A bit of Potions,
A falling out,
The truth that Snape can no longer flout.
A look of loathing,
A calculating stare,
The appearance of Severus Snape would hardly glare.
A break in rhyme,
A star's burning rays,
Revenge was a dish best served cold for the following days.
A/N: MY FIRST ONE-SHOT MAY BE BASED ON THIS! Please review! ;)