Apr 23, 2008 18:59
Tobias Snape stood at the end of a small road, surrounded by what can only be described as eternal spring. He smiled as the birds chirped and picked out a carnation that hadn't yet bloomed, admiring it. In life he would have grown weary of this but not anymore. Thinking back, most of his greatest moments in life happened in Spring. He met Eileen during April and his son, Severus, was also conceived then. Twirling the flower between his fingers he looked up and saw what he had been waiting for walking towards him. The carnation fell in full bloom.
Antonin Dolohov hated Spring. He hated how the flowers were always in bloom. Flowers you could give to your lover but he couldn't because his wife was murdered by some filthy muggle. He loathed the spring sun because it brought out the lovers who walked hand in hand when all he held was his wand. Well, at least he killed them together. He was smug when he defiled a rainy night with his initiation. Turning his life over to a man who dangled promises that shined brighter than the diamond ring he had for her. Yeah, Antonin Dolohov hated spring.
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