The Last Sight (Harry Potter fan fiction: Severus Snape's POV)

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    Mary Jozebelle B. Frias2010-04488

    BS StatisticsCW 10 THR

    Ms. A.F. SanchezRevised Fan Fiction

    Last Sight

    The Dark Lord is sitting across the table but what captures my attention in thisdimly lit room is his snake. Nagini, secured in an enchanted, starry sphere, is floating inmidair.

    He is speaking to me but my eyes are fixed to Nagini. Dumbledores instruction isclear:If there comes a time when Lord Voldemort stops sending that snake forth to do his

    bidding, but keeps it safe beside him under magical protection, then, I think, it will besafe to tell Harry. I dont have much time. I have to find Harry Potter.

    Let me find the boy. Let me bring you Harry Potter. I know I can find him, myLord. Please, I beg him, my hopeless attempt to do the mission only I and Dumbledore

    know. The heartless man ignores me and continues talking about the wand he will use tokill the boy.

    The Elder Wand cannot serve me properly because I am not its true master. Itbelongs to the wizard who killed its last owner. You killed Albus Dumbledore. While you

    live, the Elder Wand cannot be truly mine, he says and I finally understand why hecalled me back from the battle at Hogwarts.

    My Lord! I protest. He cant kill me! I have to find Potter!It cannot be any other way, I must master the wand. Master the wand and I must

    master Potter at last, he says to me.Naginis cage falls on my place and the snake encases me before I could protect

    myself. I fall on the floor and feel the fangs piercing my neck. I feel the venom spreadingin my body. I feel my blood flowing on my skin. I concentrate on the weakening beats of

    my heart that, after all these years, still beat for my best friend.The Dark Lord and Nagini leave me dying in the room. I failed to save the woman

    I loved and now I fail to protect her son. I dedicated my life in protecting that boy whomI never liked to make sure that she didnt die in vain. But here I am, feeling destroyed just

    like how Voldemort destroyed her.Someone walks to me. I look up and see a boy wearing the face of the man I

    loathed. Before I get reminded of all the bad feelings, I find his perfect eyes Hereyes.This is my last chance to fulfill my promise and to give him the truth. He bends over me

    and I seize the front of his robes.Take it Take it Take it I tell Harry.

    Severus?

    Yeah?Tell me about the dementors again.

    I think of his mother, the sound of her sweet voice when she called my name, hersilly laugh over simple things and her childish fascination at magic. I think of the very

    first time I saw her, the very first time I dared to talk to her, the times we sat facing eachother on the playground as I, looking straight at her bright almond-shaped green eyes,

    talked about Hogwarts then she would ask questions to satisfy her curiosity and worries.

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    Im sorry!I cant pretend anymore. Youve chosen your way, Ive chosen mine.

    Nolisten, I didnt meanto call me Mudblood? But you call everyone of my birth Mudblood, Severus.

    Why should I be any different?

    I think of my bitter memory that broke our friendship, those days that her eyes nolonger show admiration but hatred to her best friend, those days that her voice calling myname no longer sound so sweet but has the tone of betrayal.

    I think of my biggest mistake that killed her. I think of my regrets and my effortsto fulfill the promise that I would try everything to protect the boy she protected until her

    last breath. I think of the conversations Dumbledore and I had to help him survive. Thesememories gush out of my mouth and ears and he puts them in a bottle. I am running out

    of time and my grip in his robes loosens.Look at me I whisper to him and I find his green eyes identical to the

    eyes that softened my heart almost thirty years ago. In the last seconds of my life, Isimply gaze at those eyes and think of nothing but one name: Lily.