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AN: Poison. Poor Severus.
Forgive me if this makes no sense. Today was bad. I woke up with the hiccups and nothing I did got rid of them. I had to wait them out for hours! I'm sure you know how painful they get if you don't get rid of them immediately. Only to have them go away and come up and now I've got a horrible headache that's threatening to turn into the mother of all migraines. I think it's time to just give up and call it a day.
Severus thinks the moment he realized following the Dark Lord was wrong was when he first got the mark. The pain had been unbearable but it was the feeling that slithered through him - like the most lethal of poison sliding through his veins but he had pushed the feelings back. He had relished in the power of the Dark Lord. He had foolishly thought any price needed paying would be his but he should have realized that was not how the world worked. He was a Slytherin, after all.
It was the beginning of the end. He had heard the prophecy and it had gotten Lily, his sweet and beautiful Lily killed and those feelings had come rushing back. He'd gotten out of the Dark Lord's service the only way he could - by worming himself deeper.
He wondered, as his breath shortened and stopped - eyes forever unseeing, if he'd redeemed himself enough to be with Lily. He would even put up with that damnable Potter if she would only smile at him again.
Fin