He has feelings for his best friend, but they both have strict parents who are Deatheaters and very much believe in arranged marriages
Goblet of fire
Half-Blood Prince
Deathly Hallows
This book is chaos
Oh boy, how will this end
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All of us were breathless and silent, After watching the Demonstration, Moody then returns to the front of the class,
"The three unforgivable curses are terrible, which is why you should be able to see what they do, and how they feel," Moody says
"Now obviously, I can't cast two of these curses on you, but I can cast the imperious curse on all of you, so that way you can see how truly strong they are" Moody states making us look around the class
"Now since we're running low on time, I need one volunteer" Moody states looking around the class
He spots me, who hasn't sat down from the last curse
"Snape, thanks for volunteering," he says
I look at him and Hermione squeezes my hand
"Come on, up Demonstrate for the class," Moody says
Only a psychopath would walk up there after everything he's just witnessed, I let go of Granger's hand and step forward
"Don't do it, man, we won't blame you" Seamus says
"What will you make me do?" I questioned
"Just going to see how well you could resist the curse" Moody states
"Okay," I say walking to the front of the class, I guess I'm a psycho
MAD-eyed Moody points his wand at me, directly at me, which is a bit intimidating
Then he casts the curse on me
At first, everything feels normal and then a sharp ringing sound fills my head as all other voices fade away. After that I feel nothing, I feel sorta free, free of any responsibilities free of any problems, any worries then his voice hammer's my eardrums and Pierce's through my skull
"Slap yourself," it says, then echo's multiple times, it flows through the top of my head, and the next thing I know my hand is on my face, but I feel nothing the sour metallic taste fills my mouth once I slap myself, again and again, I'm not in control, I'm more of watching myself through my eyes, I maintain eye contact with moody
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