A very short story, I hope you will like it.

There is a story about a man, a man that gave everything, and got nothing in return.

His life was never easy, never in anyway fun or safe. He was always living in darkness, living without existing.

While young, he served his father. He was his fathers personal house elf, and got severe punishments for every wrongdoing. He was never allowed to be a kid, but forced to grow up at a very young age. His mother died while giving birth to him, so he was alone except for the tyrant of a father. He gave his father everything he could, never once asking for something in return, and never got anything, besides shores and a punch in his stomach.

While going at Hogwarts, he served Lucius Malfoy. He was Lucius servant, and while this was better than serving his father in some ways, it was worse in others. Lucius tricked him into joining Voldemort, and his followers, and dragged him off to every meeting. He gave Lucius everything, and got nothing but hurtful words and an occasional Curcio.

After school, he served Lord Voldemort. He was Voldemort's servant, and did as told. He killed, raped and manhandled at the orders of the Dark Lord. He brewed poisonous potions and taught new death eaters unforgivable spells and hexes. He was the dark Lord's personal Pet. He gave Lord Voldemort everything, but got nothing but rape, hexes and a broken soul in return.

When turning twenty, he served Dumbledore and Vo0ldemort. He was Dumbledore's spy, but yet again, you could call him a servant. He gave Dumbledore information from the dark lord, was forced to undergo questioning once a month under Veritaserum, and forced to teach at the school as a potion teacher. He gave his life to Dumbledore, so he would protect him, but Dumbledore didn't, and he turned to stone, hiding all his emotions.

When Dumbledore died, he served the light side. They forced him out on dangerous missions, and he obeyed, just to stay out of prison. They made him work until he was at the verge of collapsing, and then he got one week off, and then he had to work again. While having a week off from missions, he had to work at the school, as requested by the new headmaster.

When Voldemort died, he died.

The man gave everything his whole life, and got nothing back from the people he served. There was only one thing he got in his life, and that was a husband and a son.

The man's name was Severus Snape, my father.

Sebastian James Potter-Snape