There Severus was, laying on his broken mattress that he had learn to call a bed. He was writing in his leather-bound journal, which his mother had given him as a birthday gift, about his excitement to go off to Hogwarts, how he and Lily had shown each other their acceptance letters just hours earlier.
He wrote "I feel rather lucky to be going to Hogwarts. I can't wait to get out of this house and away from this muggle world. I feel like a giant among insects around them and the way they live is rather appalling. I bet Hogwarts will have loads of food, I'm so hungry, and I will finally have a decent bed to sleep on. Not to mention I'll finally be around my own kind. And Lily and I are both going together. I hope we get into the same house. I think she has what it takes to make a fine Slytherin, just as I will soon be, even if she is a mudblood." He scratches out mudblood and writes muggle-born next to it.
The door suddenly bursts open.
"What are you doing in here?" Demanded his father.
"None of your business. At least not the business of a muggle." Severus sneered in reply.
"What did you say you little shit?" His father started as he stumbled towards the bed. "What is this?" He grabbed the journal away from Severus' s struggling hands "Someone got a diary?"
"Hey give that back!" Severus demanded, struggling to reach the journal but his father was lifting it into the air too far out of Severus' s limited reach.
"What's this say now? Something about a bullshit school and bullshit beds? What's a matter with your bed? Too good for your bed are you? You're lucky I provide for us or you'd be sleeping on the street! Or perhaps you'd prefer that? Isn't that right you... now that's that say? Prince? Half-Blood Prince? You ain't a prince! Or have I just been mislead your royal highness" his father remarked and gave a sarcastic bow and laugh. "Well this just changes everything now doesn't it?" His father mocked "Now that I've got royalty in the house. Guess you really are too good for this place aren't ya? Can't wait to be rid of you anyhow. All you do is take up room in my house and eat my food, and now you've got the gall to go writing off on how bad it is! And oh what's this? Ohhhh looks like the Prince has got himself a littl' princess."
At this Severus tried to tackle and wrestle the journal out of his father's hands.
"My, we've struck a nerve now haven't we?" His father teased. "Aww you're going together? Ain't just the sweetest? Well I've got news for ya, Prince, she doesn't wantcha. Who would? I mean look at you! With a fucked up nose and oily hair like yours, I tell ya, you're not winning many beauty pageants."
Severus had now gotten to the last straw. He struggled, but finally managed to wrestle to book from his father's grips and raced out of his room with it.
His father chased him all the way to the front door of their little house and yelled after him "Ya, you better run! But remember, I'll be waiting for you when you get home tonight, your Princeness!"
"Filthy muggle getting his filthy hands all of my journal and perusing it with his filthy muggle eyes!" Severus angrily swore under breathe as he ran off, tears I'm his eyes and rain starting to pour down on him, towards the only place that ever felt like home. And that was wherever Lily was.