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@sneypa

       ^{when was the LAST TIME she saw him? the last time she really spoke to him? ( snivellus on the back of her tongue, a sour soaking taste, like a wax seal. there was so much to be said and no real way to say any of it at all. you’re one of them now, really and truly. i heard about it. )                 ❛❛    you look ILL.  ❜❜}    

THE PAST FEW MONTHS HAD TAKEN THEIR TOLL ON HIM.    _{a naturally pale complexion was now sallow, unhealthy ;   the weight he lost so quickly made the young man look way past his fresh nineteen years of age.   regret still itched on his forearm in black ink  —-  what had once seemed like a place where he would find praise the sense of belonging he craved for quickly turned into sand.  he’d been naïve & reckless, & now there was no way back.  lily standing there, representing everything the man he swore to follow sought to destroy, suddenly made severus’s suspicion clear   —–   he was wrong.  all was so terribly wrong.}

                            _{‘ i’ve seen better days. ’   he muttered, raven-hued gaze avoiding her frame, seemingly finding more interest on his own worn-out boots.    ‘ we all have. ’}