I know I promised no more random stories but I couldn't resist... So this is just a short poem written for JoeCool989's Rare Pair Challenge. This is from Scabior's point of view. For those who don't remember who Scabior is, he's the one who, in the last book, said something along the lines of "funny how they all think we want to hear that. But I bet he can't tell us where the Slytherin common room is.". So yeah, enjoy, review, all that crazy shit. :)
Oh I almost forgot. I have no idea if Lily and Scabior were at Hogwarts at the same time but I suspect they weren't, so for the sake of this story, just pretend they were, Kay?
It hurts.
I look at her and it hurts.
I know she can't feel like I do
Because
Well look at her.
She's beautiful
Perfect
Wonderful
Amazing.
Now look at me.
I'm a coward
Disgusting
Pitiful
Horrible
Slytherin.
I see her in the halls
I see the looks she gives my house mates.
I know she's right in what she thinks about us.
Evil
Hating
Intolerant
Slytherin.
I try to fool myself into thinking
That the Sorting Hat made a mistake
By putting me in this house.
But deep down inside
I know it isn't true.
I'm just
Like
Them
And it kills me to know that what I'm thinking
Feeling
Realizing
Is so wrong
But I can't stop.
I see other Mudbloods
No, muggle-borns,
Being treated like dirt
Filth
A door mat
And I think
"Good. They deserve it."
But then I see in happen to her
And I think
"How could they treat her like this?"
And I know
I don't deserve her
And it's what holds me back.
I see that Potter boy go after her
And I try to think
"That's what she deserves."
"Someone like him."
But deep inside I'm jealous.
I want to have his courage.
But I'll never be like him.
I'm from a different family
One that loves the dark arts
And supports Voldemort
And I'm expected to be
Just
Like
Them
Because that's how I was raised.
Deep down I really am
Even if I try to tell my self otherwise
She's looking this way.
Oh my god she's looking at me.
But
She gives me the same look
She gives every Slytherin
Like she always does.
That glare
The one that makes me look inside
And see myself how she sees me.
I have to give her up.
I can't keep doing this
To myself
Every
Single
Day.
So I turn my head away
I distract my thoughts
I tell myself
She's filth
Like all the other Mudbloods
And I stop the tears from flowing
And I know
That someday
I'll forget all of this
And I'll move on with my own life.
Lily Evans
I hope you find a love
That can love you better
Than I ever could.
