He hadn't been home for more than two days when the fighting began once again. Severus Snape sighed boredly, and rolled onto his side in his bed. As usual, he allowed himself to brood, his mind wandering all over the place but always returning to one same subject, or another. It was either his horrible family life, or the pretty red-haired girl Lily Evans. He felt his eyes sting as they usually did when he thought of her, so he abruptly focused his attention on other things. Thoes bloody annoying flies that always hung about his room.
'It must be from the musty smell.' he thought. 'I'm always doing potions and spells in my bedroom, and the room hasn't been dusted for at least a few months,' his eyes narrowed as he pulled out his wand and began using the annoying flies as target practice.
ZAP! He heard his mother cursing Tobias Snape for his behavior again. Both were yelling about something stupid as usual. Severus ignored this. He started to not pay attention to their arguments, as it was because Eileen never won. She may of been able to a fair few times if she hads ever used magic in the bastard, but she refused to as it was against wizarding law.
ZAP! A loud crack could be heard, although it was a muffled sound. Then came the slamming of the door, the old car starting up loudly, and then it speeding off into the night. She was again, crying, but as always Severus paid it no attention. She would not allow him to help her anyway. Their relationship between mother and son had long since died along with the teenage boy's heart and soul. He was damned with either path he chose. He wouldn't be able to be with Sweet Lily Evans no matter what he did. She was with Potter, and Potter was "The Prince of Hogwarts.' Any girl, (guy depending on wether he 'swung' that way) would die just to be with the 'prince.'
ZAP! "Damn that Potter. All anyone cares about are him and thoes infintile Marauders. Just because they play Quidditch and are handsome and could have anything they want. Even the teachers like them! Making my school life hel day in and day out, and everyone hating me doesn't help either.' Severus thought, and again he sighed, and sat up. he was tired, but more so hungry. Quietly, he crept from his bed to his door, and opened it a crack, just to make sure.
He jumped at the sound of his mother's voice. "He hasn't returned. Its okay, Severus. You can come down and eat supper."
Thank you so much for reading the short SHORT prologue to my story! Now, there will be themes in this fiction that you may not like. (Like child abuse and self-mutilation) But Severus' story was one that was not told often, and by his small flashback to his childhood in book five it would seem his home life was less than warm and loving. It was quite possible that he was abused, and that he purposefully would have harmed himself to relieve the pain. Please, if you read this, review. Even if you think it sucks. Tell me how much it does so that I can improve. Its the only way. The story bio is in the description! There is much much more to it though. You'll just have to keep reading to find out, won't you?!