SNAPE, severus

[Severus Snape]

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SEVERUSSNAPE

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we found you sleeping by your lover's stone
beside a ream of paper and a telephone
like a broken bow across a long-lost violin


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OKAY, SO GIVE US THE BASICS !

[/b], AS THOUGH YOU DON'T ALREADY KNOW! I AM MUCH TOO OLD FOR THIS DRIVEL. I WON'T BOTHER TELLING YOU MY BIRTHDAY BECAUSE I DOUBT YOUR PATHETIC BRAIN CAN GRASP SOMETHING AS SIMPLE AS MONTHS ON A CALENDAR. NOW GO AWAY BEFORE I CURSE YOU INTO OBLIVION WITH MY 11¹/₂ INCH BIRCH WAND.[/ul][/size]

SORRY, NOT QUITE. SO WHAT ARE AND AREN'T YOU INTO ?

[/i], if you don't mind..?!"
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HOW ER... INTERESTING. EVER LOOKED INTO THE MIRROR OF ERISED ?

[/i], all lying around with their brains bashed in by a standard size 2 pewter cauldron."
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WHAT MAKES YOU SHAKE IN YOUR BOOTS ?

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EVEN YOU HAVE TO HAVE SOME GOOD QUALITIES, RIGHT ?

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AND IT'S QUITE OBVIOUS YOU HAVE YOUR BAD, HUH?

[/i] here? I was correct in my assumption that your mental powers were limited, but even I had no idea how severely stunted they were."
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LET'S GET DIRTY. WHAT TURNS YOU ON ?

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DO YOU LOVE YOUR FAMILY ?

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WHERE YA FROM, BY THE WAY ?

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THE DEMENTORS ARE HERE. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF ?

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BETTER GET UP A PATRONUS. WHAT ARE YOU REMEMBERING ?

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HI, I AM SEVAPHINA AND I AM 26 YEARS OLD.
I HAVE BEEN DOING THIS SHIT FOR YEARS AND I AIN'T
QUITTING ANYTIME SOON. WELL, I GUESS I NEED TO SHOW YOU I'M THE SHIT,
SO HERE IT GOES.
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As the sun set over Spinner's End, finally drawing some of its dreary ugliness out of sharp relief, Severus put down the book he had been reading and stared for a moment out the grimy window. His features were twisted into a sour expression as they so often did when he was thinking of something unpleasant, but he didn't pick up his book or turn from his thoughts until the swollen red sun had diminished to a sliver that hovered on the horizon; then, finally, the sliver itself vanished, leaving the view from his sitting room window obscured in twilit darkness.

Ah, Lily, he thought savagely from his breast, If only you could see me now.

With a precise jerk of his wand arm, the sconces and oil lamps in the room burst into flame, starkly illuminating the dismal furniture, peeling wallpaper and rows upon rows of rigidly aligned bookspines in a flickering orange glow. He turned his attention back to the book on his lap, but only managed to finish one more paragraph before a hot, blinding pain flared through his left arm.

Twisting back the sleeve of his robe, he stared for a long moment at the mark that throbbed and writhed on his inflamed pallid skin, then, releasing his clutch on the fabric, he stood and summoned his mask from its resting place on the mantle.

Taking only another second to compose himself and partition away those thoughts he didn't want anyone else sharing, he touched the brand with one long finger and turned on the spot, disappearing with a crack to answer the summons of the Dark Lord.

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[Sir MerlintheWizard]

accepted.
what. severus. yes, this definitely conjures
up images of snape walking swiftly about with
his robes billowing quite epically. and what he
sees in the mirror is probably the best part -- the
specificness of a standard pewter cauldon, size two,
is pretty much awesome and charming. well done!