This is just a continuation of my search for Severus through poetry. I suddenly came up with these at breakfast this morning, so don't ask about the Haiku formatting. Hope you like them, and as always I'm not JK Rowling so please don't ask. -SM





Tall and foreboding

Eyes troubled with pain

Is Severus Snape



To Severus Snape

Shadows are fleeing

He is the master



Into the dark night

He throws his inhibitions

It is time to fly



Long black silky hair

Stands out starkly against skin

Pale from years of dark



Darkness cloaks his mind

Like a pall on a black hearse

'What now have I done?'



Long clever fingers

Hold the quill that will soon write

Thoughts of man to die