Snape's Grudge
by
Ruby
Severus never wanted much. He had low expectations in life. He knew it was probably because he never had much to begin with. The only thing he had in abundance was hatred, for his father, for James and Sirius. He never could let go of that. Even when all were dead his hatred was brought up again but seeing the exact copy of one of his childhood tormentors. But god the eyes. That is what got him. Her eyes. How dare they be on that image if so much directed hate. How dare they be on the spawn on the man who had made his life a living hell. He couldn't bear to look at those eyes with the face that framed them. He anger was never toward to eyes but towards the image that held them. He knew it was wrong; punishing the son of his father's sins but every time he saw those eyes surrounded by that image he couldn't help himself for maybe if it was for his old school tormentor those eyes would still be seen in the body they were meant to be in.