Greyish Black//marauders

7.Severus

SEVERUS' POV

Having to wake myself up so I don't miss the train. That was a given. Trying to avoid a beating from my father at all costs. That was my morning routine. I successfully got dressed and my trunks ready without being yelled at. I grabbed a cigarette and walked outside to light it. Do you wonder why I smoke? Because it warms my insides. it relieves my pain. and most of all. it kills. "What the bloody hell you think you're doing boy," I heard my father yell whipping my around to face him. "killing myself," I respond making his face glow with anger. he pulled his fist back to throw a punch but I stopped him with my words again. "you're gonna send me off to school with another bruise? don't you think they'll be suspecting something if I keep returning all beat up," but that didn't stop him. 

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I arrived on the platform with all of my trunks and a couple more bruises than this morning. I put my trunks away, and then it was the hardest part. Finding a seat. There is no way in hell I'm sitting with the boys from Gryffindor. Lily will probably sit with Alice who I'm not close with. I will have to find an empty compartment. Not possible. I decided to sit with a girl I've never seen before. She had dark hair and she was very pretty. "may I sit here," I asked with all my courage. she smiled and I returned it as I sat across from her. "My name's Lovey," she said putting her book down and sticking her hand out for me to shake. "Severus. Slytherin," I said assuming she would tell me where she belonged as well but nothing of that such left her mouth. "what house are you in," "I'm new here so I haven't been sorted into a house yet," she said turning a bright red. strange. she looked my age. Well, turns out she is my age. As soon as she told me I wanted her to be sorted into Slytherin. Just so I could have a friend again. Her face was perfectly perplexed. Her smile was bright when she showed it at least. Her appearance was so intriguing. I could look all day. I asked her about the scars on her upper arm and she asked me about my bruises. It seemed we were both very interested in each other. 

Maybe I will have a friend this year.