Author's Note:
He sat staring out of the window of the Head's Dormitory. 'She can't do this. She can't get away with this.'
"And what will you do? You stupid boy?" a ghostly apparition of his father confronted him. "Nothing. Absolutely Fucking nothing." he smirked.
"Same as always you sniveling brat. You could never do as I asked. You could've been great, you could've made a difference. I told you be a Death Eater."
Severus stood up. "No! I will not fucking throw my life away for a cause that is doomed. I will not be eternally scarred with that mark" he spat.
"Do as I tell you boy!" his father was striding toward him, getting closer by the second.
"LEAVE." Severus demanded as firm as possible. His father smirked as he raised his hand.
Severus stood firm. "I AM NOT AFRAID OF YOU." he yelled. His father was lowering his hand to strike the teen, "YOU HAVE NO POWER OVER ME!"
When the ghostly hand met his cheek it disappeared. 'He's not real. Why can I never do that in person?' Slumping back into the chair he realized his cowardice.
He has decided. ' I will exact my revenge. A dish best served cold,' he mused, rising from his chair and removing a bottle from the sideboard, 'but I will settle for it being served at all.'
With that he took a long gulp from the bottle. He didn't want to be sober for this. His lips curled into a smile as the plan formulated in his mind.
I move the stars for no one.
You've run so long.
You've run so far.
Your eyes can be so cruel,
Just as I can be so cruel,