He represents everything I hate, and everything I love. So arrogant, always getting everything he wants without ever really having to ask just like his father, while I received nothing. He wears his emotions on his sleeve like Lily did, a weakness I could never afford to have. He has those friends who help him and somehow manage to keep him out of getting killed, a luxury I never got, one I told myself I never needed, even when I was barely strong enough to do what I needed to do on my own. Everyone coddles him, allowing him to break countless rules just like his father and he plays innocent, fooling everyone. Potters always were a pain in my side.
He is conniving, but only I see through it. Everything he is is like his father but when I look into his eyes, her eyes, I see my first and only love whom I have known for most of my life. He comes into the room and I seethe to see his face with those beautiful green eyes, Lily’s eyes, whose original owner I drove away. I get angry at the guilt that makes my heart clench as I remember, then channel it to him, to the brat that is just like his father, and just like Lily. Its his fault for living while she is dead. She died for him, and he has to end up being the golden thorn in my side. He is scarcely worth her sacrifice, but he is the best we have, somehow this boy is our best hope at our survival. Well, their survival. Time is running short.
She had to be with Potter instead of me, but I brought it on myself by calling her that awful name in my pride. I scarcely deserve her either. It’s my fault she was chosen to die. I loved her and I drove her straight into my enemy’s arms, and then drove my master straight to her. Potter reminds me of all that I did wrong and all I hate, but in my last moments it does not matter. I will soon be with my love once more, and I shall apologize for my stupidity and pride. The pain I currently feel will have been worth it for her, worth it to be with her at last, even if I have to be with Potter too. I will be free.
Except I must hold on a little longer to tell her son his destiny, to give him the best hope of survival just like I promised Lily beautiful Lily. He will probably die, and he be with me too while the enemy who killed her rots in the hell that is too good for him. I give up my memories and, having fulfilled my last quest, I grab onto the boy with the last of my strength and utter my last words. “Look at me," I ask, I demand, and imagine what it will be when I see my love again. "After all this time, Severus?" "Always…"
My eyes close slowly against my will as my life’s blood continues to leave me, but I strain to keep them open a few seconds longer to see the beautiful sight of her eyes, hoping it is not the last time I see those emerald orbs, hoping I do not join my “master,” and then hoping, and feeling, no more.
An excellent submission from miladymorganna!