Wuthering Heights, by Emily Brontë

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One-line summary: Broody McBrooderson starring in Emily Brontë's pioneering work of dysfunctional obsessive lovers may shed some light on why so many chicks dig Snape.

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I remember a girl in high school who always went on and on about Heathcliff. She thought he and Bob Dylan were her soulmates. At the time, I hadn't read the book; once I did, I couldn't believe anyone would consider Heathcliff the pinnacle of romance or his relationship with Cathy something to be emulated. I haven't read the book for several years, but from what I recall, I think I considered Hareton and Catherine's relationship to be Brontë's response to Heathcliff and Cathy's horrible "love." Sort of a 'This is how love should be.'

Your one-line summary was hilarious, but I disagree with your comparison of Snape and Heathcliff. I think Sidney Carton from A Tale of Two Cities is a much fitter parallel to Snape. I can't remember Heathcliff having any redeeming qualities at all, but Snape clearly does. And I think Snape would echo Carton's words as he went to his death: "It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known."

Also, I can't believe you watched seven adaptations! That sounds like torture.