Title: Heartbroken

Severus paced irritably, picking up books and tossing them back down again at random. He couldn't bear to sit still. Not tonight.

It had been seven years, and it still didn't hurt any less. On the thirty first of October each year he still felt like someone was pulling apart his heart, cell by cell.

It was excruciating. Once upon a time he had scoffed at the phrase 'heartbroken'. It had seemed like a meaningless exaggeration. Your heart couldn't actually break.

Now though, he was certain it could. It could smash into a thousand tiny pieces, and you would glue it back together just for the scars to throb and burn.