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marginalia) wrote2004-05-31 07:01 pm
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chapter fourteen: snape's grudge
[snape's grudge] - snape. obviously.
It wasn't the prank, for all it almost cost him his life. He didn't value his life, not then. And it wasn't the nicknames, the taunting, or the tricks he claimed he wanted to forget. That was all attention. Hate was so close to love.
It was just them. So simple, so impossible. The way James flew, the way Remus and Sirius looked at each other, the way Lily shone. It was the way they let Peter in, because he was in the right house, Severus supposed, there was no other reason, nothing he had to offer.
That was enough.
It wasn't the prank, for all it almost cost him his life. He didn't value his life, not then. And it wasn't the nicknames, the taunting, or the tricks he claimed he wanted to forget. That was all attention. Hate was so close to love.
It was just them. So simple, so impossible. The way James flew, the way Remus and Sirius looked at each other, the way Lily shone. It was the way they let Peter in, because he was in the right house, Severus supposed, there was no other reason, nothing he had to offer.
That was enough.
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Also, your icon totally freaked me out because I have had "Designs on You" stuck in my head ALL NIGHT. And I haven't listened to the song recently or anything.
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I don't think I understand boys' friendships. I grew up surrounded by women -- I have no brothers, my family is very matriarchal on both sides, and all my cousins and the kids I lived near were all girls. Even though I have lots of guy friends from high school and college, I feel very fuzzy on what boys do when they are alone with other boys. And, you know, not like that.
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