Happy Birthday Severus, you great Idjit.
I think today's the birthday of the other heart of the Harry Potter series; the heart that fell in love and was disappointed and got the ultimate booby prize of having a child, the grandson of his life's one true love, named after him. Geez, but I feel sorry for Snape. What a sad, unfulfiled life he had. I wonder if he actually died a virgin? Perhaps at some point he holed up with some bit of fluff in a back room at the Three Broomsticks, just so he could say 'Yea, I hit that' during tea time in the teacher's lounge.
Enough whinging over the potion's professor. He had the life he choose after all. He could have just snarled "EFF YOU LILY!", gone about his life, but no. He choose to remain loyal to the memory of the lady who ditched him and really, that was awesome... and maybe a little stupid.
Know what? I reckon I'm just itching for a fight here. 'Scuse me. Stayed home today and am waxing ornary. Let's make believe this post never happened.