Well, here's the good thing, I won't be in anyone's way... They're all so happy. They'll be fine without me. Sure, at first they'll have a shock – if they ever get around to noticing I'm gone – but they'll get over it. No one really cares. I mean, between those evil Marauders and the older Slytherins, I'm just a piece of junk. Besides, I'll have Black and Potter rejoicing. Of course, there's an off chance that they'll be sad, but who cares. With all the pain they've caused me, I'd love to be the reason for them to be sad. Or maybe they'll just be guilty. Maybe they'll toss and turn in their sleep, saying, "Why did I torment Severus like that? How could I lead to that death?" Maybe they will toss and turn – just like they made me toss and turn in my sleep because I didn't believe the way they did. Well, we'll see how wonderfully hotheaded they feel when they see my body, blood covered and crushed on the ground.
I'll just stand up here on the Astronomy Tower and savor the night for awhile. The night is always my favorite time of the day. I'll get around to jumping off, really, I will. It's not like I'd be able to think of anything that would make me want to live. Well, maybe her, but she's out of my league. At least, she is now. Lily... Now that is one of the only people who had ever – ever – cared if I was okay. When Black and Potter would hex me, and she saw... Well, she started to yell at them. And even though I covered it up – for as long as I could, anyway – I had to admit that I had taken a certain liking to her. But it doesn't matter now, because Potter has her fancying him like he's been trying to do for years. The year she decides to go out with him would have to be the last year. The year I was going to tell her – only, I can't now.
Maybe she won't care either. She'll look at my body and just laugh her head off. "Ha! Snape actually thought I was sticking up for him! I only wish I could have seen the face of that git when he found out it was all a joke!" That's what she'd say. Because no one cares about me – not the pale, greasy haired kid with no friends. Not the looser everyone loves to spread rumors about. Not the freak that thinks he's good enough to beat Sirius and James in a duel. Not that idiot who doesn't have feelings, and thinks he's better than everyone else is. No, not him – they'll just brush it off without a second thought.
Even with all this in my head, I can't help but thinking about keeping myself alive. Just so I can rise above them all and see them cower at my greatness one day. Yes, that's what I want to do. To show Black and Potter and Lupin that I'm much better than they are. That would stuff it to those bullying tough-guys. But I don't know... Would I rather just stop all of the future pain and end it here, or would I rather want to soldier through it all and wait for my chance to shine? I'm not sure... But I'll see Potter and Black in Hell, anyway. I don't know. I might not jump – I might just wait. Wait for another day... See how great I am when I'm out of Hogwarts. Besides, there are people to kill and places to destroy. I should take care of my business first. I think that everyone in Hogwarts will be the first to go...
A/N: Sorry I stopped it there, but I didn't want to make it terribly long. I'm not used to writing as Snape. It was actually going to be Sirius, but... I made it Snape instead - because I could. Anyhow... I hope you liked it. This was a one-shot.