Severus was so sick of crying in a corner with baited breath feeling like holding back tears of shame and anger had him in a unbreakable choke hold. He was sick of your reassurance that once you graduated he’d get you both out of his mess, and fucked up excuse of a father. He was leaning against you, sitting next to you, shoulder to shoulder, trying to comfort him after another prank from James, and you once again promised to get a good job and make sure lived comfortably after school, a life away from the marauders. He was sick of your words, he got off the grass and stopped leaning on the tree you two sat against, and clenched his fists at your empty words

“What’s the point of listening when your words are filled with lies?” He yelled, pissed off and tired. Tired from everything