A/N: Oh my, so many reviews. I had to hide Snape from Tori. And maybe a few others, but I'm grateful for the lack of angry mob. Of course, after this, you might just kill me again.
Gratuities:
Akki: Okay, I teased you all yesterday, so now I'm being nice and giving you more. And nice cryptic message, but Hermione's all Snape's.
hasapi: You've been with me from the beginning, and I promise it will only get more confusing. And Aunt Tiff will appear again.
Florence: Cruel? Moi? Yeah, I am.
PerscomChu: Oh no! Here's a shot of fanfic to pep you up! If you need more Hermione/Snape, check out my story Things I Left Behind, which is mine, or Soul Searching by Quillison.
Katie Scarlette: Yes, BAD Sevvie. He gets badder. Thanks, I do angst often. -_- Something Tori gets on my case for. But in another. . . Two installments you'll find out why Sevvie is being so bad.
Story:
Stupid birthday for me. Stupid birthday for me. Stupid birthday for stupid girl. Stupid birthday for me.
He hates me. That is all I can think. I don't know what I'm doing anymore. I was learning a new language, and trying out some logarithms, but now. . . Nothing I do works. I can't ignore him. When he comes into a room, I stop feeling anything but pain.
He won't even look at me. I don't raise my hand, and I can't go to eat anymore. It has been three days since I had a full meal.
Here I am, a Gryffindor, running away from a problem that is all in mind. I must be going insane, as Ron has so kindly spread around the school. Maybe I am. Maybe that's why I feel so horrible. . .
Aunt Tiff sent me three letters, but I can't even open them. She'll ask about Snape and I'll cry again. She'll know about me. She'll hate me like everyone else. I'm all alone again. I don't have anyone. I can't even find my stupid cat. I can't. . .
Gratuities:
Akki: Okay, I teased you all yesterday, so now I'm being nice and giving you more. And nice cryptic message, but Hermione's all Snape's.
hasapi: You've been with me from the beginning, and I promise it will only get more confusing. And Aunt Tiff will appear again.
Florence: Cruel? Moi? Yeah, I am.
PerscomChu: Oh no! Here's a shot of fanfic to pep you up! If you need more Hermione/Snape, check out my story Things I Left Behind, which is mine, or Soul Searching by Quillison.
Katie Scarlette: Yes, BAD Sevvie. He gets badder. Thanks, I do angst often. -_- Something Tori gets on my case for. But in another. . . Two installments you'll find out why Sevvie is being so bad.
Story:
Stupid birthday for me. Stupid birthday for me. Stupid birthday for stupid girl. Stupid birthday for me.
He hates me. That is all I can think. I don't know what I'm doing anymore. I was learning a new language, and trying out some logarithms, but now. . . Nothing I do works. I can't ignore him. When he comes into a room, I stop feeling anything but pain.
He won't even look at me. I don't raise my hand, and I can't go to eat anymore. It has been three days since I had a full meal.
Here I am, a Gryffindor, running away from a problem that is all in mind. I must be going insane, as Ron has so kindly spread around the school. Maybe I am. Maybe that's why I feel so horrible. . .
Aunt Tiff sent me three letters, but I can't even open them. She'll ask about Snape and I'll cry again. She'll know about me. She'll hate me like everyone else. I'm all alone again. I don't have anyone. I can't even find my stupid cat. I can't. . .