A/N: This was done quickly with little revision, so, sorry if it's a bit
awkward. It's basically based of an idea I had which a proceeded to draw a
picture of. So here it is:
Snape's Revenge
Introduction
There comes a time in everyone's life when something rather unexpected happens. Some thing out of the ordinary, some freak accident, or some rather annoying friends who's antics get one to many people on their bad side. Perhaps it just had to do with the strange incomprehensible nature of their hate, the intensity of there feelings. There's always some sort of catalyst that causes a persons other side to show through. For two of my greatest friends, that being was Severus Snape.
Maybe I'll never understand why James hated him so much as to torture him. Maybe Severus just insulted James's sense of Right, or Justice so deeply that it was unforgivable, maybe it was just the fact that he simply didn't like the other boy.
But I do know, so far as to come from his lips, why Sirius hated Severus so. Snape represented all of Sirius secret fears, the feeling inside of himself that maybe he was like Snape, deep down inside. Just another pure blood so mired in the Dark Arts that there was no hope of escape. Snape was all of Sirius's inner demons brought to life, in a separate being, and Sirius treated said being with the same single minded hatred with which he hated himself.
That, at least, is how I ended up interpreting the situation.
Strong feelings inevitably breed confrontation, unfortunately those who receive the brunt of such feelings often weren't directly involved in the first place, though they may be indirectly involved in causing problems.
My opinion of myself is such that if I am partly to blame, it makes me no less guilty, though my friends may speak differently. My friends' actions, and my lack of counteraction, caused a certain incident to occur that rather amused most of the school, annoyed Sirius, and left me uncomfortable and prone to blush uncontrollably.
The rather odd story contained within the next few chapters are excuse this sorry introduction; it's rather more serious than I indented. Perhaps it's just a facet of my personality.
Perhaps I'm being a tad more serious than the situation actually warrants.
Snape's Revenge
Introduction
There comes a time in everyone's life when something rather unexpected happens. Some thing out of the ordinary, some freak accident, or some rather annoying friends who's antics get one to many people on their bad side. Perhaps it just had to do with the strange incomprehensible nature of their hate, the intensity of there feelings. There's always some sort of catalyst that causes a persons other side to show through. For two of my greatest friends, that being was Severus Snape.
Maybe I'll never understand why James hated him so much as to torture him. Maybe Severus just insulted James's sense of Right, or Justice so deeply that it was unforgivable, maybe it was just the fact that he simply didn't like the other boy.
But I do know, so far as to come from his lips, why Sirius hated Severus so. Snape represented all of Sirius secret fears, the feeling inside of himself that maybe he was like Snape, deep down inside. Just another pure blood so mired in the Dark Arts that there was no hope of escape. Snape was all of Sirius's inner demons brought to life, in a separate being, and Sirius treated said being with the same single minded hatred with which he hated himself.
That, at least, is how I ended up interpreting the situation.
Strong feelings inevitably breed confrontation, unfortunately those who receive the brunt of such feelings often weren't directly involved in the first place, though they may be indirectly involved in causing problems.
My opinion of myself is such that if I am partly to blame, it makes me no less guilty, though my friends may speak differently. My friends' actions, and my lack of counteraction, caused a certain incident to occur that rather amused most of the school, annoyed Sirius, and left me uncomfortable and prone to blush uncontrollably.
The rather odd story contained within the next few chapters are excuse this sorry introduction; it's rather more serious than I indented. Perhaps it's just a facet of my personality.
Perhaps I'm being a tad more serious than the situation actually warrants.