But what about unraveling the mystery? It is difficult to collect water again, and it is difficult to turn back time. Only a soft sigh remained.
Tragedy is not without its roots.
No one's ever really loved you - who likes a skinny, eccentric little boy? Who likes a scruffy young man who joins a bad group? And who likes a mean and gloomy middle-aged weirdo?
Your mother didn't love you, she thought you were the culprit that caused your husband to run away;
your father didn't love you, he thought your mother and you were monsters;
Lily didn't love you, she couldn't accept your obsession with black magic , she still married someone else;
Dumbledore never loved you, he grabbed the softest corner of your heart and asked you to do the most dangerous thing;
Voldemort never loved you, he only regarded you as someone who could be given and asked for Servant;
no one in the Order of the Phoenix loves you, they always suspect you and reject you; no one in the
Death Eaters love you, they are jealous of you, and you are ready to crush you at any time;
Harry Potter, you will die for this The boy you protect, how can he love you before he can do anything wrong with you?
In this way, it is not difficult to imagine that those happy afternoons spent in the woods with Lily in childhood are the few warmth you have gained in your life, just like a bright light, when you are walking in justice and When you are between evil, when you are wandering between light and dark, when you are tangled between love and hate, light up your heart.
Can't blame Lily for picking James, they're the same kind of people. I even think, should I thank Voldemort, if it is not under his white terror, how can your deep love be manifested? How did the hand of fate swipe, so that you, who were always at a disadvantage when you were studying, grew into a wizard with great magic skills, became Dumbledore's right-hand man, became the backbone of the Order of the Phoenix, and became an important part of the fight against Voldemort. pawn, and you did what those who laughed at you and teased you wanted to do but couldn't - protect Harry, for whatever reason. Who says Feng Shui doesn't take turns?
Everything is for her, blushing for her, jealous for her, begging for her, crying for her, fighting for her, dying for her... At the end of life, blood gushing out of your seven orifices with memories of Lily Probably the saddest scene in the world.
But congratulations, Severus Snape, for finally getting what you wanted.
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