Cherry_Imposter
There is an itch in Severus Snape's withering heart, a tug in his stomach that constantly churns with guilt. It demands completion, satisfaction, appeasement.
It takes him first to Godric's Hollow, and a graveyard that's too loud, too full of the dead.
And then to Cokeworth, where the amount of life there is almost obscene.
And finally to a lonely playground in Surrey, where a black-haired boy with green eyes stands at his feet.
⚠️wArNiNg:⚠️
- child abuse
- written in present tense (for people that hate present tense stories)
AN INDEPENDENT WORK
‼️dIsClAiMeR:‼️
TRANS LIVES MATTER. LGBTQ+ LIVES MATTER. LGBTQ+ RIGHTS ARE HUMAN RIGHTS.
As you can tell from the above statements, I am not JK Rowling. And thankfully, nor will I ever be.
POSTED: 20/08/21
WORDS: 1,834