Chapter one: before Hogwarts
A crying little boy is sitting on a corner, his eyes are like onyx, his hair is like ebony, his skin is so pale that the tears look like crystal while slowly fall down from his face, as he cries, a woman sobs somewhere else inside the house, and a hook nosed man comes next to the boy and says impatiently "For God's sake Severus, stand up and stop crying., what are you a woman? How many times should I tell you to act like a man!" he pulls the little boy up and pushes him far away from him "go to your room!" the man orders, before leaving the house. The child looks for his mother, who looks absent, he wants her to comfort him, to give him a magic kiss able to cure his pain, to make him feel protected, but the woman doesn't even look at him, only says with a trembling voice "you heard your father, go to your room" With a slow pace, the kid gets into a small dark room, with no toys, no books or anything, just a bed, he sits on the floor with a new expression in his beautiful eyes : hate.
This is when I realize I am into the potions master mind. I know I shouldn't stay in this pensieve, yet, I want to stay and keep looking, not to mention comfort the four year old Severus Snape, but he doesn't see me.
An eight year old boy comes out of his house running and covering his ears, his parents are fighting again, his father just told his mother that the only reason they are still together is that stupid sissy boy she just had to deliver. Severus feels guilty, and afraid, he wants to run away, to hide...to fly. But he had never flied before, his father doesn't even let him clean his professional broom, but it doesn't matter now his fear and rage is such he gets the broom and tries to mount it the broom, a powerful nimbus, begins to vibrate under his hand , he passes a leg through the handle, and gets kicked he keeps trying and its too difficult, there's a new sound, a giggle, Severus looks around just to see his next door neighbour laughing at him he feels embarrassed, but keeps trying, there's another sound, a familiar sour voice... "What on earth are you doing, you dolt?! " Mr Snape pulls his son violently to him and slaps him, the girl next door and I witness this "NEVER; NEVER TOUCH MY BROOM DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!?!" Severus nods with a mixture of emotions on his eyes, his father pushes him aside and he is the one who flies away, the girl keeps giggling I touch his hair, his amazingly silky hair , but he can't feel my touch.
A nice sunlight beam caresses the pre teen Snape he wakes up and finds a letter on his feet with a beautiful writing that says "Severus Snape , the smallest room, penny lane 10 Liverpool" he goes to his dinning room excited "It's here mum, dad, it's here!" His father doesn't even look at him, his mother looks terrified, she requests his supplies. The three of them go to Diagon Alley they buy a good cauldron, his robes, nothing fancy but good enough, they make their way to Ollivander's the old man greets them "Why hello, Mr Snape, mahogany 16 inches, phoenix tale, Ms Snape, and of course, little Severus, come here" he gives him a couple of wands, nothing happens, Ollivander frowns , Mr Snape sighed "I knew this good for nothing was a squib!" at that very moment Ollivander retorts handing Severus a new wand "Don't say that, Mr Snape let's try this instead 15 inches, ebony, dragon heart string " I recognize that's professor Snape's wand a whisper in the kid's ear "this is your wand, don't worry" he nods, but that's impossible, he cant hear me, can he?.
And so we are now in kings cross, Severus' mother is silent, walks looking at her feet, Mr Snape appears to be alone, not paying attention to his son struggles to pull his trunk. They leave him there without saying goodbye, Severus feels abandoned, he would give the world to be hugged , or kissed, but his parents are gone now, he turns around and see a messy haired boy being over held and kissed by his mother the boy pouts "Mum, leave me, I'll miss the train" his dad laughs and messes his hair even more "Now James, Remember: we love you, we are proud of you, and you'll be home soon, and we are proud of you" James Potter rolls his eyes grinning his father tickles him. Severus ' eyes are now fill with tears. This is where their story begins...
A crying little boy is sitting on a corner, his eyes are like onyx, his hair is like ebony, his skin is so pale that the tears look like crystal while slowly fall down from his face, as he cries, a woman sobs somewhere else inside the house, and a hook nosed man comes next to the boy and says impatiently "For God's sake Severus, stand up and stop crying., what are you a woman? How many times should I tell you to act like a man!" he pulls the little boy up and pushes him far away from him "go to your room!" the man orders, before leaving the house. The child looks for his mother, who looks absent, he wants her to comfort him, to give him a magic kiss able to cure his pain, to make him feel protected, but the woman doesn't even look at him, only says with a trembling voice "you heard your father, go to your room" With a slow pace, the kid gets into a small dark room, with no toys, no books or anything, just a bed, he sits on the floor with a new expression in his beautiful eyes : hate.
This is when I realize I am into the potions master mind. I know I shouldn't stay in this pensieve, yet, I want to stay and keep looking, not to mention comfort the four year old Severus Snape, but he doesn't see me.
An eight year old boy comes out of his house running and covering his ears, his parents are fighting again, his father just told his mother that the only reason they are still together is that stupid sissy boy she just had to deliver. Severus feels guilty, and afraid, he wants to run away, to hide...to fly. But he had never flied before, his father doesn't even let him clean his professional broom, but it doesn't matter now his fear and rage is such he gets the broom and tries to mount it the broom, a powerful nimbus, begins to vibrate under his hand , he passes a leg through the handle, and gets kicked he keeps trying and its too difficult, there's a new sound, a giggle, Severus looks around just to see his next door neighbour laughing at him he feels embarrassed, but keeps trying, there's another sound, a familiar sour voice... "What on earth are you doing, you dolt?! " Mr Snape pulls his son violently to him and slaps him, the girl next door and I witness this "NEVER; NEVER TOUCH MY BROOM DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!?!" Severus nods with a mixture of emotions on his eyes, his father pushes him aside and he is the one who flies away, the girl keeps giggling I touch his hair, his amazingly silky hair , but he can't feel my touch.
A nice sunlight beam caresses the pre teen Snape he wakes up and finds a letter on his feet with a beautiful writing that says "Severus Snape , the smallest room, penny lane 10 Liverpool" he goes to his dinning room excited "It's here mum, dad, it's here!" His father doesn't even look at him, his mother looks terrified, she requests his supplies. The three of them go to Diagon Alley they buy a good cauldron, his robes, nothing fancy but good enough, they make their way to Ollivander's the old man greets them "Why hello, Mr Snape, mahogany 16 inches, phoenix tale, Ms Snape, and of course, little Severus, come here" he gives him a couple of wands, nothing happens, Ollivander frowns , Mr Snape sighed "I knew this good for nothing was a squib!" at that very moment Ollivander retorts handing Severus a new wand "Don't say that, Mr Snape let's try this instead 15 inches, ebony, dragon heart string " I recognize that's professor Snape's wand a whisper in the kid's ear "this is your wand, don't worry" he nods, but that's impossible, he cant hear me, can he?.
And so we are now in kings cross, Severus' mother is silent, walks looking at her feet, Mr Snape appears to be alone, not paying attention to his son struggles to pull his trunk. They leave him there without saying goodbye, Severus feels abandoned, he would give the world to be hugged , or kissed, but his parents are gone now, he turns around and see a messy haired boy being over held and kissed by his mother the boy pouts "Mum, leave me, I'll miss the train" his dad laughs and messes his hair even more "Now James, Remember: we love you, we are proud of you, and you'll be home soon, and we are proud of you" James Potter rolls his eyes grinning his father tickles him. Severus ' eyes are now fill with tears. This is where their story begins...