The Untold Story
Prologue
I hate him. I absolutely hate him, Severus thought as he prowled down the corridors of Hogwarts to his dungeons.
"SIRIUS BLACK!" he snarled to the empty, damp airs of his quarters, slamming the door shut. He took a bottle of firewhiskey out of his forbidden cabinet. He rarely drank but BLACK was the only exception. But, then again, Black was an exception to all the rules, Severus thought bitterly as he poured himself a glass and took a gulp. He allowed the liquid to burn his throat as he pondered over what had happened over the past few hours.
Suddenly, a blinding rage filled him. How dare that stupid idiotic Gryffindor escape? How dare he put my life in danger again? Severus threw his glass against the wall watching in fascination as it shattered, the shards of glass flying. How dare he? Severus absentmindedly flicked his wrist, cleaning up the mess he made, before slumping onto a chair, wondering how and when his life got so complicated. Slowly, he let his occlumency shields down, allowing his most protected memories to stream through his consciousness…
Authors' Notes:
- Hello to all our readers! Thank you for reading our story. Please leave reviews and we are open to constructive criticism too.
- We already have multiple chapters written and will be updating every Saturday.
- This will most likely be a trilogy with one focusing on the First War followed by the Second War and then After the War.
- Although the prologue is in first person, the rest of the story will be in third person.