Snape was in his seventh year at the esteemed school of witchcraft and wizardry. He recently discovered that his beloved Lily was dating his main tormenter, Potter. This led to him further surrounding himself with future Death Eaters and creating dark spells and potions. Today, he skulked about the corridors of Hogwarts after classes, his long raven hair flowing. He heard soft footsteps and his cold black eyes glanced behind him, sensing a familiar presence. His thin lips curled into a subtle sneer.