In Snape's PoV

Should I speak in the present or in the past? But anyway, I thought I'd choose the past tense since my life was with serving my Master. Who was my Master? How did I meet him? I'll tell you much later in my tragic life story. Anyways, shall I go on with my life's story so far? How I lived it and why I had so much regrets in my life? How I got and lost my dream and flower girl Lily Evans? I will tell you all this soon, but not for now. For now, I'll tell how I met her, the her being Lily nee Evans, my dream girl. Why did I say she was my dream girl? She was everything I wasn't : pure-hearted, kind and loving caring and I thought that was I fell so irrevocably in love with her. Yet when my love was requited, I didn't cherish them, I pushed her away. What a stupid thing to do of me.

Well, what about my home life? Might you ask? Nothing special, I was the only son of Eileen Prince and Tobias Prince. My Mother was disowned when she married my Muggle father and cut off all contact with her family. And so I wasn't a Pure-Blood and I'll never be one, but I aspired to be one, and that was what separated me and Lily, my dream girl that I was watching right now from the behind the bushes. Technically, I didn't know her at all, since I've just seen her swinging on the bench with her mean sister she called "Tuney". Watching them two play, I yearned to have a sibling so I could talk to as well. All this to say, at home, although my father, when he found out my Mother was a Witch, didn't abandon us like most half-bloods, yet he didn't entirely love me nor shower me with affections and called me a freak sometimes too. And I could see her sister was also paranoid and prejudiced against all things magical. There were prejudices in both worlds, for both worlds to coexist peacefully, in my personal opinion, people should let go of these. And I hesitated to approach the youngest of the two sisters called Lily. But I've been dying to meet her. And thank Merlin her cruel sister Tuney was gone, though I still didn't dare to approach her. I was shy around girls and also had some self-esteem issues and a bunch of other problems with myself : I was greasy-haired, had oily skin and etc. I knew I wasn't good-looking. Why the girl around my magical area told me so plainly. It certainly hurt my feelings, but I didn't cry as a boy.

But why was I named Severus Snape? Such a Latin sounding name? I asked my parents that once and they got angry at me for asking. So you see, I wasn't even allowed to ask questions about my own life at home. To say my parents exploded when they heard me ask them the question was perhaps the understatement of the year. My Mother Eileen Prince pulled me away from the dinner table and told me :

"You shouldn't ask that question ever again, do you hear me Severus?"

"But why?"

"Ask again and you'll get whipped by your Father."

And then I guessed the reason behind it was because I was always so serious looking and everything else. Of course, that didn't get me any girl in the borough where I lived. But Lily Evans was so different from all these other girls. She spoke to me first and invited me to her bench once while I was watching her from around the bushes. I was aware I was a bit of a stalker, but I really wanted to talk to her. So that best day of my life, I had the chance to talk to her. And she was so freaked out about magic. I could sense she was scared about her powers and I told her :

"You're doing magic."

"You think so? How can I do magic?"

"Well, you just manipulated a flower and sensed I wanted to meet you. And that means, you're going off to Hogwarts with me!"

"Hogwarts, what's that?" She asked with curiosity in her eyes.

"Hogwarts' school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And your Sister Tuney is a Muggle."

"A Muggle?" She asked me again, puzzled.

"Ahhh, a Muggle is someone ordinary like her."

"So it means, Hogwarts is a special place for magical people like us?"

"Yes Lily. Let's go together to Diagon Alley and everything with my family. My Father will be delighted to chat with a Muggle-born like you."

"And a Muggle-born is someone born to non-magical parents, am I right?" I could sense her intelligence, so hence why I liked her pureness so much, but I lost to my enemy James Potter. I'll tell you all about how I met him later on in my story.

"Yes it is, you're right, Lily, but you, you're special."

When we both were 11, we got our admission letter and went shopping for our supplies together. It was a indeed a wonderful moment with her. I got to know her frustrations with her sister Tuney better at the ice-cream shop afterwards.

And on the train, that was where I met James Potter, whom I instantly made an enemy out of. He was dislikable, and looked down on people, and particularly disdained me. I've heard call me : that greasy-haired boy she was with. Then I guessed he too had an eye on my dream girl : Lily Flower. I told him to stop bothering her while he was to impress her with buying foods for her and told Lily :

"You'd better get in Slytherin, that's the best House ever."

"House?" She was puzzled again, and I loved seeing her that way. I didn't go on any longer after Black said his whole family was in Slytherin, well, except for him, because I didn't want to make a scene, but the harm was already done. That drama I had with Potter and his cronies made time pass faster and so towards the end of my journey to Hogwarts, Lily said to me :

"Come on, let's go to another compartment." I was happy Lily didn't like Potter either, my enemy and rival in love.

After my not so enjoyable train ride, it was the Sorting ceremony for me. I waited for my turn, the Hat shouted :

"Slytherin!"

But unfortunately, my dreamgirl was in Gryffindor with Potter. And for 3 years, I saw he wouldn't stop harassing her for dates and giving her gifts, but one thing we agreed on, he was an arrogant Toerag. So I told him :

"Hey, would you mind stop bothering her, Potter, she's with me?" Lily's eyes were dancing with joy when I said that.

"Good move." I told myself. After I said that, it was Lily's turn to ask me :

"Really, Sev?"

"Yes, Lily Flower, I'm asking you to Hogsmeade next week-end with me, we're in our 3rd now." She didn't seem upset when I called her that, only when Potter did, would her pupils dilate and her face becoming redder than ever, which I thought was a very matching colour with her hair, and made her eye colour stand out even more.

"But I don't have parental permission to go?" She asked, worried.

"Yes you do. I've told your parents about Hogsmeade and they've been very understanding and open-minded about it, so they gave you permission to go."

"So only Tuney thinks I'm a freak then?"

"Yes. Your parents love you as you are."

"Thank you Sev, I'd gladly go with you to Hogsmeade next week-end. But it means I'll have to do my homework earlier."

"You worry too much about your grades, Lily."

"It's okay, Sev." Then she hugged me and I was in 7th heaven. However, how could I know that Potter my enemy was preparing a revenge and he had an invisibility cloak, so he saw me asking her out and followed us to Hogsmeade. There, I had a wonderful time with my pure-hearted and innocent, but a bit naive Lily. I mostly talked to her about home and my unhappiness at home. And I could she was concerned about me as a friend and cared about me a lot, which made me happier. She was asking me :

"So, my parents love me very much, what about yours?"

"Well, my mother cares about me, but not my father, because he's a Muggle."

"Really? So he hates Witchcraft?"

"Yes, a bit like your sister Tuney."

"Her full name's Petunia, but I call her Tuney."

"Oh I see."

And our little date ended with this conversation, me knowing more about Lily's familial situation and her knowing more about mine. Our friendship was a natural one and I didn't realized, but I had liked her when I first met her, but as I was in contact with her more, I fell more deeply in love with her. But why did I choose my Slytherin friends over her? I had no idea myself.

Now, now enough talking about Lily, my perfect girl. Now that Potter somehow knew I went on a date with her, his friends, who he called the Marauders : Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Petter Pettigrew gripped me from behind when I was walking towards my dormitory and brought by force to the Forbidden Forest. And what they did to me that night was horrible :

They hanged me on the Whomping Willow and continuously and repeatedly called me "Snivellus", which was the nickname James gave me to sneer at me.

"So greasy-haired Snivelly, taking my girl?"

"She doesn't want to be your girl." I retorted as venomously as I could, wantless, I couldn't do nothing to defend myself. And the Marauders continued bullying me. I was attempting to defend myself verbally as much as I could, but a branch fell from the Whomping Willow because I was too heavy for it. Then I saw James coming for me, I thought he was going to do something more cruel to me, but surprise, surprise, he saved me with :

"Levicorpus!" And this was the end of my struggle against the 3 Marauders. I learnt they called themselves that in the school. Back to my dormitory, I vented to my friends Lucius, Dolohov and Mulciber about them :

"Potter, he did…. to me."

"Then why are you are friends with that girl anyway? What do you see in her?" asked the stupid Mulciber."

"Because, because, because…."

"What, you're in love with her?"

"Maybe Dolohov." I shot back.

"I'm sure you want to sleep before your 4th year, it's going to be one year before our O.W.L.S and our parents expect much from us, Snape."

"Yes they do." And I went to sleep, trying to forget about my troubles, but even though talking to my Slytherin friends was good, but not as good talking to Lily, she was special to me, she wasn't a selfish, spoiled brat like James Potter my nemesis. But I never told her about my night on the tree in the Forbidden Forest with the Marauders and such, though I suspected she knew about it. It was one of the most shameful moments of my life while I was trying to defend her honour and to make Potter see she didn't want him, but loved me. Although maybe I was deluding myself into thinking that about her? Perhaps I was too hopeful? I meant, I was in Slytherin and she in Gryffindor. And I had to constantly remind myself I wasn't a Pure-Blood like them, meaning Mulciber, Dolohov and etc. But why was I trying to be like them so much? Did I really want to be as them? Were they really my friends or not? I had many questions in mind.