*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* ~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* (A/N/: when I wrote "Towards the Gryffindor," I meant to write "Towards the Gryffindor common room." Well you know what's up with Harry, if you don't then read from the start, please. Thanks, Anyway, you know who I would like to own, if I could. And you know I don't have any money to my name. All I have to my name are buttons that say things like, "Ask me about RUBELLA!" "Dear Santa, I've been a good girl this year." "Merry Christmas." And "EVERYBODY LOVES A HIPPIE" and "GOD BLESS YOU" And if you sue me, that's all you will get, with all my stories. Thank you and remember R&R. thanks again and now for the story.) *~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~* ~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*

As Severus sits at his desk, he pulls out a pic of his first, and only love, Lily Evens, in her 6th year, a lone single tear drips from his dark cold eyes, filled with pain at that mon in time. The tear slowly rolls down Severus' check and down to his chin, and on to his desk, leaving a small puddle on Severus' desk.

"Why did you do that to me Lily?" Severus says just above a whisper, "You showed me how to love, and then you left me, for HIM. I loved you more than life it's self, and look what happened when you married POTTER." Severus mutters, saying the name, like it was poison on his lips, "You could still be alive, if only you had stayed with me." As he mutters this line, another tear leaks out of his dark cold pain filled eyes on the same path as the one before it had gone down on, "I still love you Lily Evens."

Severus hears someone knocking on his door. He wipes away the tears, and opens the door, ready to yell at any kid who dares to stand there right now. But it's not kid. It's Prof. Dumbldore.

"Have you talked with him, Severus?"

"Yes sir.. Come in, sir." Severus says moving out of the way for Prof. Dumbldore to walk in.

"No thanks Severus. I was only making sure you have." With that, Prof. Albus Dumbldore walks off, deep in his thought, again.

Severus shuts the door and leans against it, with pain in his eyes, once again. He rolls up his left robe sleeve and looks down at the old scars, with an unhappy sigh from deep with-in. He looks at the longer scars closer to the dark mark. Severus pulls down his sleeve fast, and slides down against the door, as more tears fall down his face.

(A/N/: Look I know it's not even a page long. But you can see the pain in Severus' eyes, right? Well I hope so. I put more up, when I want to. Naw! I couldn't do that to you. And to everyone who R&R, thanks ((()