Oh The Insanity Of It All!
Written by: Elven Warrior1
Chapter Five: Snape REALLY has issues...
(In Azkaban, Cell 56410, Criminal S. Snape.)
A weak looking man huddled into the corner of the stone cell he was confined too. His skin sickly pale yellow, his teeth growing yellow and black. He looked malnurished, disturbed and haunted. The black eyes that lost their manipulation the moment he was locked into this room.
All this because of his ex-wife.
She had to stumbol upon his pensive that he kept hidden in the forbidden dungeon room. That wretched woman had to go down there and do this to him. Though it was partially his fault, thinking he could trust her loyalties.
So she loved Potter. Potter of all people. An arrogant, obnoxious bastard that he was, mirror image of his father. Ok sure, maybe she was forced into this marrige between himself and her, but he loved her.Anna never said that she loved him.
Wait...she never said that she loved him. The mans head snapped up, eyes suddenly wide realization. What Kingsley said. That the bond wouldn't be created unless both partners shared love.
Damn. And he had been so blind and not had seen it. Looking back on it now, it was so obvious. The kisses were so heartless, the sex was nothing. What was that fraze she kept saying while having sex? Potier de Harry...Potier de Harry...Harry Potter.
So Harry had been on her mind. That or trying to block the image of him out. The thought of her and Harry reproducing was horrendous. He wouldn't have it. Yet, he never had any children of his own. Wait, he and Anna did not reproduce. She must have used a birth control charm on herself, to avoid having his children.
Clever little bitch.
Chapter Five: Snape REALLY has issues...
(In Azkaban, Cell 56410, Criminal S. Snape.)
A weak looking man huddled into the corner of the stone cell he was confined too. His skin sickly pale yellow, his teeth growing yellow and black. He looked malnurished, disturbed and haunted. The black eyes that lost their manipulation the moment he was locked into this room.
All this because of his ex-wife.
She had to stumbol upon his pensive that he kept hidden in the forbidden dungeon room. That wretched woman had to go down there and do this to him. Though it was partially his fault, thinking he could trust her loyalties.
So she loved Potter. Potter of all people. An arrogant, obnoxious bastard that he was, mirror image of his father. Ok sure, maybe she was forced into this marrige between himself and her, but he loved her.Anna never said that she loved him.
Wait...she never said that she loved him. The mans head snapped up, eyes suddenly wide realization. What Kingsley said. That the bond wouldn't be created unless both partners shared love.
Damn. And he had been so blind and not had seen it. Looking back on it now, it was so obvious. The kisses were so heartless, the sex was nothing. What was that fraze she kept saying while having sex? Potier de Harry...Potier de Harry...Harry Potter.
So Harry had been on her mind. That or trying to block the image of him out. The thought of her and Harry reproducing was horrendous. He wouldn't have it. Yet, he never had any children of his own. Wait, he and Anna did not reproduce. She must have used a birth control charm on herself, to avoid having his children.
Clever little bitch.