I'm going to regret this....
Who: Severus Snape, Lily Potter, (anyone else at home?)
What: Snape finally drank enough he could face Lily
Where: Lily's house
When: Saturday
Rating: PG-13
Snape stared at the house across the street from the bar. Lily's house. His Lily's house. He'd seen her go inside and knew she was home. All he had to do was walk across the street and knock on the door.
Instead, he ordered another scotch. He could spy on Dark Lords, murder his mentor, and not feel a single ounce of fear in duel. But he couldn't face Lily Evans. He would have to tell her what he'd done and see the accusation in her eyes.
Three scotches later, he staggered from the bar, staring across the street. With effort, he forced his feet to move, shutting down his mind to stop thinking altogether, lest he lose his nerve. After what felt like the longest walk of his life, he reached the door and knocked. Though to be fair, it was more pounding than knocking.
What: Snape finally drank enough he could face Lily
Where: Lily's house
When: Saturday
Rating: PG-13
Snape stared at the house across the street from the bar. Lily's house. His Lily's house. He'd seen her go inside and knew she was home. All he had to do was walk across the street and knock on the door.
Instead, he ordered another scotch. He could spy on Dark Lords, murder his mentor, and not feel a single ounce of fear in duel. But he couldn't face Lily Evans. He would have to tell her what he'd done and see the accusation in her eyes.
Three scotches later, he staggered from the bar, staring across the street. With effort, he forced his feet to move, shutting down his mind to stop thinking altogether, lest he lose his nerve. After what felt like the longest walk of his life, he reached the door and knocked. Though to be fair, it was more pounding than knocking.