hphalloween_mod (hphalloween_mod) wrote in hp_halloween, @ 2005-10-31 22:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | !2005, #gen, *hawaii5063, ^severus snape, rating: pg13 |
Gift for: bell_witch
Original poster: mchoneygoose
Gift for: bell_witch
From: hawaii5063
Warning: blood, self injurous behaviour of sorts
Severus Snape had made the first cut with a piece of glass from the Potter’s blown out house windows. That one had been for Lily. He had made many more cuts since then, deep and long, each straight into the Dark Mark. One for Regulus, one for Edgar, for Evan, even one for his mother. But despite the depth of the cuts, the wounds that should have spurted blood like a fountain and left him dead on the floor, the blood instead always disappeared within moments - sucked into the eyes and mouth of the Mors Mordre. Still, he had the scars at least as a reminder of all the pain he had caused. He could feel the knobby, poorly knitted scars just below the surface of the smooth skin. He could feel them if he ran the tips of his fingers gently over the area. Indeed, he could feel the cuts below when the Mark burned, without even needing to touch. So tonight, in the field, with the Samhain fires burning on distant hilltops and the moon so small that he could barely make out his own arm, he lifted the knife, and made a painful reminder of Dumbledore.