The Tortured Soul: The Truth Behind Snape's Pain - mautic
Verkkosnape was a swarm of black robes at his desk.
A difficult silence wove its way between them, building a web of three, with snape at the apex testing it by snatching up.
Harry stared ahead in his seat;
Maybe it's not about erasing the darkness, but.
Verkkosnape was pacing somewhere around the edge of the shadows.
He did not want to look.
He could not bear the thought of meeting those.
Do you suggest, while i'm at it, i.
Verkko'there's nothing he can do to hurt harry.
Verkkoseverus snape has lived a life of shadows, but in the quiet spaces between pain, he begins to realize—he isn’t alone.
Do you suggest, while i'm at it, i.
Verkko'there's nothing he can do to hurt harry.
Verkkoseverus snape has lived a life of shadows, but in the quiet spaces between pain, he begins to realize—he isn’t alone.
Together with the pain in his head, the frustration and anger he had been building toward snape seemed to propel him from the chair.
