Severus Snape, He was not a remarkable person. Perhaps he was, Because of his ugliness. Severus had never been one for looks, He had greasy shoulder length hair, A hooked nose that had gotten even worse from being broken multiple times, Skin too white in a bad way. Body too thin, Clothes all rags, And no proper skincare routine.
this is life for Severus.
It was an endless cycle, And Severus could only wonder, wonder, and wonder. Yet, He could never know. Before joining Hogwards, His life was not exactly sunshine and rainbows. Severus had a father, Tobias. Tobias had an alcohol addiction.
Tobias' alcohol addiction was one problem, And his mother Eileen's distance was another. The woman never did anything, Was just pretty much there. Like a ghost, Never quite doing anything, Yet there.
Tobias had not hesitated to hit Severus even when he was a young little child barely four years old, And Eileen had never bothered to stop Tobias.
Oh, And surprise surprise. They were also dirt broke, And so Severus never got anything of his own. All hand me downs of his mother, Father, Or some rags picked up from God knows where. Severus hated life. He barely got enough food to survive.
And then came his invitation letter to Hogwards, Severus was so happy, He couldn't believe it. The happiness wasn't long loved however. His friend, His only friend lily, Had decided Severus wasn't good enough and abandoned him in the dirt.
Severus would agree, Part of it was his fault. He called her a mudblood. But Severus didn't know the impact would be that damn bad.
Severus was no longer Severus Snape, He was the greasy Slytherin, The halfblood mutt, Good for nothing loser. There were the marauders, Who liked to pick on him.
Even his own housemates did not like a halfblood like Severus. His skills never mattered. In the end, It all came crashing down to one thing. Severus was ugly. He was poor. He was a halfblood.
Severus' entire life was living hell.
When the marauders would forcefully strip his down naked and laugh sf him, Why would nobody ever do anything? Wasn't it weird, To do that? Was potter that adored? Was black that special? Was lupin that likable? Was pettigrew that sweet, really?
Lily got attached with potter, Playing hard to get while the Gryffindor scum chased around lily like a lost puppy. It was sickening.
Watching his friend being torn away from him. Severus couldn't deal with it. It was all too much, Nobody ever did anything to help him.
Severus was not even worthy enough o be a pawn in the game.
When Severus took the dark mark, It did not feel empowering like Lucius said. It did not feel good at all. His skin burned. Severus did not feel nice. Of course he didn't.
At least the dark lord took notice of him, Severus told himself time and time again. But in the end, It was all because Lucius persuaded the dark lord to see Severus' usefulness.
In the end, After the shrieking shack incident, After getting saved by James fucking potter, After finding out Remus lupin was a werewolf, After feeling stupid for trusting Sirius black, Severus simply could not take it anymore.
In his dorm, Severus took whatever potion he could find, He drunk it down, He overdosed on fucking potions instead of medicine. Medicine was too expensive. And even here at hogwards, Madam pomfrey would feel suspicious if he asked for so much medicine.
When Severus had become a free sould, No longer bound to the world or anyone for that matter, He cursed all of them. He wanted everyone to suffer like he did. Wanted them all to weep and never see a day of happiness in those disgusting lives.