words do far from soothe the weary worry of a mother . eyes so heavy beneath thick mascara && deeper bags of sleep deprivation . she knew he meant only to cease the increase of her anxiety , but there was no end in sight . loyalty wavering ever so immensely in the torment that these following weeks have caused her .
❛he is just a boy , severus . hardly sixteen . ❜ he wasn’t dense , she knew . the man towering before her was perhaps one of the greatest wizards of their time . but narcissa knew her son . knew that where such feigned confidence lie a scared boy beneath . she knew , though he seemed ready , draco was far from it . ❛the only thing i have . ❜
LIFE WAS HARDLY FAIR —- & much less so those days. people that were barely more than children were put in the frontlines of a merciless war. was it in a vain search for glory? empty attempts to defend loyalties carved into them by others, loyalties they didn’t even understand ? nevertheless, every single one of them had parts to play ; severus was fully aware of his own.
‘ he can defend himself. ’ that, the professor could assure her. but perhaps a private lesson or two could help. as his teacher, it was snape’s duty not to let the boy out in the world unprepared. besides, he lacked the naïveté to believe the dark lord wouldn’t want to punish the family for lucius’s mistakes through their son. the outcomes weren’t likely to be positive for the malfoys either way. ‘ now tell me, did he come forth on his own or was it lucius’s idea? ’
