Blood_Falcon

Severus Snape reflects on the questions in his life. Why did it take the turns it did, and why was it so intertwined with the Potters? It turns out that some promises, like some scars, never quite go away. Takes place towards the end of OoTP.

Please don't feed me to werewolves, but this is my first fanfic. Ever. A friend of mine told me to post it here, and so here it is. I hope you all don't mind, but being Canadian it doesn't quite fit into "American or British English".