A/N: Another song fic, I couldn't resist.

I'll leave the lights down low

so she knows I mean business

And maybe we could talk this over

Cause I could be your best bet

Let alone your worst ex

And let alone your worst...

It didn't work out the way it was supposed to. Bella took my heart with her; I just wanted something to fill it; even if it was cruelty that took up the space. "She's nothing but a mud blood," Lucius said "good for a lay and easy to get rid of. Trust me it'll be good for you."

I wanna hate you so bad

But I can't (but I can't) stop this

anymore than you can

I wasn't supposed to stay with you. I could feel there eyes on us. Your Gryffindors and my Slytherins. They were waiting for it, Lucius with a sublime look of anticipation, waiting for me to shatter you. The moment didn't come, and all hell broke loose.

So honestly, how could you say those things

when you know they don't mean anything

And you know very well

that I can't keep my hands to myself,

hands to myself

Revenge was swift; they came at me as I left the dungeons. From the ring hitting my face I could tell it was Goyle that landed the first blow. As I faded into darkness I faintly heard Lucius charging in like an avenging guardian angel. I awoke to Bella tending to my wounds; the look in her eyes told me how she felt on the matter.

This is all wrong and it shows

There's certain things I promised not to let you know,

(I've got a silly way of keepin you up on the edge of my seat,

I've got a silly way of keepin you up on the...)

not to let you know

I never let you, never let you, never...

I lived in constant fear when I was with you wondering if they would say anything of my original intentions. To hurt you, just so I could fell anything besides the pain of losing Bella. If anything Slytherins are loyal to their circles of friends. No the final blow came from one of the golden lions.

You've got this silly way

of keeping me on the edge of my seat

But you're only counting the clock against the train

And I'm miserable, oh And you're just getting started

I'm miserable, oh

And you're just getting started

When I saw Black whispering in your ear I knew what was coming. The look in your eyes hit me harder than any of my father's beatings or insults. Apparently Black had made good use of Potter's invisibility cloak; the bastard always did belong in Slytherin. You wouldn't speak to me after that, the axe finally fell when I saw you with Potter at the Yule Ball. The smug look of satisfaction on his face told me all I needed to know when it came to his part.

Severus Snape felt a sharp burn in his forearm, signaling the next meeting of the Death Eaters. Leaving a Lily on the headstone, he apparated to his next mission.

You've got me right where you want me

(let's never talk) Let's never talk, let's never,

let's never talk about this again because...

I didn't want it to mean that much to me

I didn't want it to mean that much to me

I didn't want it to mean that much to me

I didn't want it to mean that much to me