Snape Picture of the Week #35

I just love this picture so much... In case you don't know what it's supposed to be, it's all the Slytherins being really impressed with Snape when he's a first year and cursed the Marauder's very badly. Well, it seems like he only cursed Peter, but whatever. Though this event was never confirmed to have happened (as far as I know), it's pretty much assumed. And this was probably the first time that Snape ever felt like he belonged, like he fitted in. And as horribly as that turned out for him in the long run, I can't help but be glad that he didn't feel so alone (besides Lily) anymore.

Snape Poem #7

HOLY CRAP, IT'S THE LAST SNAPE POEM. Well... Good. Finding poems that relate to Snape was hard. I guess that's why I'm not a Hufflepuff. Anyway...

The Panther by Rainer Maria Rilke

His gaze, going past those bars, has got so misted
with tiredness, it can take in nothing more.
He feels as though a thousand bars existed,
and no more world beyond them than before.

Those supply powerful paddings, turning there
in tiniest of circles, well might be
the dance of forces round a centre where
some mighty will stands paralyticly.

Just now and then the pupils' noiseless shutter
is lifted. - Then an image will indart,
down through the limbs' intensive stillness flutter,
and end its being in the heart.

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I think this fits the Death Eater side of Snape very well--partly because it's called 'The Panther,' and I like to think of him as a panther. But otherwise, it's almost exactly like his inner state, especially after a Death Eater meeting. He's still officially a Death Eater, and he reports to Dumbledore, but he's tired of all the secrecy and harm.