Title: Through Your Eyes
Author: LilMissErotic
Rating: PG
Summery: This is the last entry Severus Snape made in his journal while in Azkaban. This takes place sometime after Dumbledore's murder.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the HP characters they belong to J.K. Rowling. I just borrowed them.
Looking back now I wondered why I ever did it. Why I became a deatheater, that is. I was promised power, knowledge, and the woman that I desired. But of course I did not recieve any of these. My love was killed of course by none other than the same man, for lack of a better term, who promised her to me. Lily Evans had been that woman. I loved since the first time I saw her in my first year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her fiery red hair that matched her personality so perfectly, Her beautiful green eyes, and her melodic voice. I knew, of course, that because of her being of muggle parentage and my being a Slytherin that I could never have her. Not while I was at school at least. I was not prejudiced against muggleborns for I was a half-blood myself, but the rest of my house thought otherwise. For I had told them that I was pureblood so nobody would bother me, especially Lucius Malfoy. That big headed prat was somebody that I hated more James Potter. Lucius like to think that his shit didn't stink. He was rich, spoiled, and conceited his arrogance knew no bounds. He was the one who convinced me to join the Dark Lord. Potter didn't help matters much. He tailed Lily for years trying to get her to go out with him. She always turned him down, until our seventh year. It traveled through the school like wildfire when they started dating. That wasn't what made me snap though. It was when they announced to the whole school that they had gotten engaged. I remember the way James looked at me, so arrogant and proud. He knew of course about my crush on Lily and it had angered him. He used against me when he bullied me. It was because of him that I turned to the Dark side. Now they're dead, kill by Lord Voldemort. I still love her, I always have. Even now as I sit in my cell in Azkaban, wasting away like the rest of the souless convicts in here. But I'm not like them. I still know what love is, or was, but through your eyes we're all the same.
S.Snape
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