Harry Potter Promise NR.8 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.8

... agreed. "I have to admit, Longbottom and Weasley have improved this year as well. I'm guessing you leant them some of your books?" Harry nodded. "Ron was a little more hesitant, but even he had to admit that Potions Making for Dummies was one of the best books he's ever read." Snape chuckled. "That book is very informative. Perhaps I should consider adding it to the first year booklist." Harry nodded eagerly. "It would have been very helpful to have a few years ago," he agreed. There was another moment of silence, as they each tried to think of something to say. Harry stood up awkwardly. "Look, Professor, I know you regret everything, and I know you wish you could change it. But there's something I want clarification on." Snape nodded stoically. "You said that when you heard it might apply to me, to my mum, you switched sides." Snape nodded again. Harry sighed. "Why should it have mattered? If it was me, or Neville, or anyone else. Would you have cared so much if he went after Neville?" Snape winced. Truthfully, he probably wouldn't have, back then. He looked into Harry's eyes, and he could see that the teenager knew his answer. He clenched his hands into fists to stop them from trembling. "Honestly, Potter, no. I probably wouldn't have. At least, not then. I switched sides because Lily was threatened. I can understand how horrible that sounds, and I know it was wrong, now, but back then, all I cared about was my childhood friend." Harry opened his mouth to speak, but Snape ...

... kept going, his eyes glazing over a little as he got caught up in the past. "All I wanted was revenge. On my father, on your father, on Black, on everyone who had made my life a living hell. When I overheard the prophecy, I thought that was my ticket to power. I thought I could get my revenge. It took me a long time to realize that an eye for an eye does in fact make the whole world blind." Harry snorted at the muggle saying, even through his anger. Snape shook his head, sighing ruefully. "Revenge doesn't solve anything. And power just corrupts people." "Absolute power corrupts absolutely," Harry broke in, smiling softly. Even if he was upset, he could see Snape's regret. Snape nodded. "So that's what happened to Albus," he mused quietly. Harry snorted again, agreeing, and Snape looked up, right into those bright green eyes. Lily's eyes. "If I had one wish, I would go back and not tell the Dark Lord anything," he stated. "I wish I hadn't gotten involved with the Death Eaters. I've done a lot of things I'm not proud of, Harry, but betraying my best friend tops that list." Harry bit his lip, thinking over what he had learned that evening. He didn't really know what to feel. Snape had been honest, but he was also the reason why his parents were dead. And more than that, he had willingly admitted that the only reason he had switched sides was because it had been Lily who had been threatened. If Voldemort had focused on anyone else, Snape would probably still be a willing Death ...