Wow, people like this! J
This chapter is dedicated to minoki (for reviewing 2 of my stories!) and Retaro0 (for leaving a long review). Retaro0 I've already written this fic but I think there's character development and hopefully it will go slow enough.
written
flashbacks
dreams
'thoughts'
Warnings for child abuse, language, rape, violence, self-harm, suicide, insanity, murder, character death and torture.
#This chapter is out of order chronologically.#
Snape sat in the centre of the dark room. The candles had all gone out hours ago. The fire hadn't been lit.
"I wanted to help you. They both ordered me not to but I should have done it anyway."
A sheet of parchment was clutched between his hands. In the gloom it was hard to tell that he was crying. He hadn't cried since he was 11 years old.
Lucius was smiling a frightening smile as he pushed the younger student to the floor of the empty classroom.
"I wanted to keep you safe from him."
The elaborate gilded crib seemed too big for the tiny infant who lay at its centre. He was crying, had been for hours it looked like. Cautiously Severus lifted the baby up in his bruised arms.
He started to shake as the tears flowed down his face.
A little child, crying as he held him. They were rocking slowly back and forth as they sat together on the floor. They both had bruised faces.
"Why does he do this?" a confused innocent voice.
"He isn't well."
His hands dropped to his sides. His grimy hair hung like a curtain in front of his face.
Someone was pounding on the door.
He continued weeping to the empty room.