He's tall, dark and pale. He grunts, snarls and shouts all the time. Rarely does he smile, and when he does, you know it's for the completely wrong reasons. But he's my dad... now. He adopted me when nobody else wanted me. Snape, they call him. But Sev to me. It's not as unbearable as you'd think; living with Sev and all. Or is it? Do you, reader, think Snape's heart is as black as his billowing robes? Read on of the magical world of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and see it through the eyes of the Silver Doe. Can magic undo the mishaps of Nature?
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