Title: Some to Adore
Author: quixotic-hope
Rating: PG
Summary: Harry loves Severus. Harry goes to many lengths to make Severus love him. Same old story…only in poem form. 220 lines of rhyming, Snarry poetry. What could be better?
Warnings: Uh…some of the rhymes are stupid.
Spoilers: None that I can think of
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all related characters/settings belong to the wonderful JK Rowling. I am (unfortunately) not making any money off of this.
NOTE: Sorry about the delay of "One Stupid Person." I have NOT abandoned the fic. My beta has simply been very busy lately. I'll update as soon as I can. Thanks for all the encouragement.
Also, I have recently (and by 'recently' I mean yesterday) started trying to learn Spanish. If anyone has any suggestions as to how to learn another language, I'd be happy to hear them.
Someone to Adore
As
the years go by,
I
watch him from afar,
wishing
that I didn't
have
this scar.
Sure,
I gained fame,
but
I lost so much more,
like
a family, and love,
and
someone to adore.
But
even if I weren't famous,
he
still wouldn't date me.
I'm
stupid, and ugly,
and
just far too skinny.
I
got a Word-of-the-Day calendar
for
my twenty-first birthday.
To
get it, Hermione had to go
way
out of her way.
I
spent the next month
trying
to improve my speech
while
my friends had fun,
laughing
at the beach.
When
the new school year began,
I
vowed to show Severus Snape
that
I wasn't incompetent,
that
I wasn't a waste.
Seems
that I was wrong.
I
couldn't make him love me
simply
by trying to
improve
my vocabulary.
So
I joined a local gym
to
try to get stonger,
with
the hopes that he'd tolerate me
for
just a little bit longer.
But
apparently that
was
a waste of time, too.
He
still hated me;
what
more could I do?
I
decided to try
to
change my appearance.
I
agree—it sounds drastic,
but
this was my last chance.
You
see, Severus was leaving
at
the end of the year.
I
had to prove to him
that
he should stay here.
For
this I requested
Hermione
and Ginny's aid.
Together,
they could make
Severus decide
to stay.
We
spent all afternoon
going
from store to store.
By
the end of the day,
my
feet were really quite sore.
The
girls decided that contacts
would
be best for me
because
they made my green eyes
as
bright as could be.
Then
they bought tight blue jeans,
and
an even tighter green shirt.
Apparently
the cashier liked it,
because
he started to flirt.
Then
to top off the day,
we
bought some cologne.
I
was eternally grateful;
I
couldn't have done this alone.
We
came up with a plan
while
we were shopping that day.
I'd
simply tell him I loved him
and
then see what he had to say.
As
he looked down at me coldly
and
sneered his goodbye,
I
felt my heart break in two;
I
wanted to curl up and die.
"R-right,"
I shakily mumbled,
"sorry
to bother you."
Then
I turned and ran
as
fast as I could.
I
didn't leave my room
for
the rest of the week.
I
just stared at the wall,
refusing
to speak.
Hermione
tried talking to me.
Ginny
did, as well.
They
wanted to know what he said,
but
I just couldn't tell.
How
could I tell them
that
it wasn't meant to be?
How
could I tell them
that
my love hated me?
For
saying it aloud
made
it seem all the more true,
and
that was something
that
I just could not do.
Hermione
volunteered
to
teach my class.
I
heard she gave them a quiz
that
no one could pass.
At
the end of the year,
a
part was thrown
while
I stayed in my room,
all
on my own.
How
could I face him
after
all that I said?
I
didn't think I could stand it;
I'd
rather be dead.
I
drank all my scotch whiskey;
I
even drank beer,
wishing
that I was
anywhere
but here.
I
was totally trashed
when
I heard the knock.
I
stumbled to open the door
and
felt myself gasp in shock.
There
was Severus,
outside
my door.
I
just stood there, staring,
unable
to do anything more.
'What
are you doing here?'
I
wanted to ask.
But
speaking while drunk
is
a difficult task.
I
eventually quit staring
and
invited him in.
It
was then that I noticed
he
had a bottle of gin.
"Do
you want some?" he asked me,
holding
it up.
"Sure,"
I agreed,
and
I went to get cups.
We
sat, drinking in silence
for
a minute or two.
Then
he cleared his throat and said,
"I
have something to tell you.
"I
said I didn't love you,
but
that was a lie.
I
can't live without you,
and
I don't want to try.
"I
shouldn't have lied to you;
I
know that was wrong.
But
I thought I could pretend
to
myself I was strong.
"When
you told me you loved me,
I
didn't believe you.
You're
so young and beautiful;
how
could it be true?
"I
never imagined
that
I would cause you pain.
I
just figured to love me,
you'd
have to be insane.
"Can
you ever forgive me
for
the hurt that I caused?"
I
answered immediately;
I
didn't even pause.
"I
said that I love you;
that
never will change—
though
I do sort of wish
you
didn't think me deranged—"
He
opened his mouth,
but
I held up my hand.
I
needed for him
to
understand.
"I
was hurt and upset,
and
I still sort of am.
But
as to the exact words you said,
I
don't give a damn.
"Some
might hold a grudge,
but
what good would that do?
Because
I'd still be alone
instead
of with you."
Now,
some might want to know
how
it came to be
that
I was drunk and yet
could
speak rationally.
It
seems that sometime
while
my back was turned,
into
my glass a sobering potion
Severus
did stir.
Only
one of us could be drunk,
he
later confided
when
I learned that my feelings
weren't
really one sided.
We
talked through the night
and
into the next day.
Severus
admitted the reason
he
hadn't wanted to stay.
He
said living was too painful
with
my being so close by.
He
didn't think moving would help,
but
he figured it was worth a try.
But
apparently he changed
his
mind along the way.
He
decided if I agreed
to
move in he would stay.
I
didn't have to think about it;
I
shouted out, "Yes!"
At
that moment, nothing
could
take away my happiness.
The
next day we went
and
expanded Sev's room.
Then
I brought up my books,
clothing,
and broom.
I
told Hermione and Ginny,
and
they were both overjoyed
to
learn that I had finally
found
an end to this void.
Sure,
Sev and I fight,
but
what couple doesn't?
Besides,
then we make up,
and
I really do love it.
I'm
really quite pleased
with
the way things worked out.
Severus
loves me—
and
that I don't doubt.
As
the years go by,
I
remain at his side,
Grateful
that my love
I
no longer have to hide.
Sure,
I lost privacy,
but
I gained so much more,
like
a family, and love,
and
someone to adore.
fin
Note: Please review and tell me what you think!