A/N: I usually don't like drabbles, but this just begged to be written.
Summary: Most girls are smart and strong and beautiful. But the only girl Severus wants is dead.
It has been years since her death, but I still remember her. Everything in the world reminds me of her. Anytime I see red hair, I think of hers. Every time I look into Potter's eyes, I see hers.
And it feels like nothing I've ever felt.
Oh, yes, I've been tortured. I've been Crucioed and bullied and beaten up. But this pain...
It's in my heart.
The pain sings in my blood, reminding me of that fateful day, so many years ago. Even now, I hate all things that remind me of Halloween — whether it be black cats or pumpkins or candy.
Because, for me, that was when my life ended.