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Staring into Naginis eyes he had just one thought on his mind, why did he do this much? Why did he sacrifice everything even his own life just to prove his love for lily.He knew this was the end. There was no escaping it. Yet, oddly, he felt at peace. He turned his gaze from Voldemort to the crack in the shack, and through it, he saw those green eyes—shocked and wide, Those eyes had once belonged to Lily. But she was long gone, and all that was left was her son: Potter. Harry Potter. The son of his childhood bully and his first love.If there was any regret, it was that Potter was here to see it all. To see him die this miserable, pathetic way. It was too much. He didn’t want anyone to witness it. Least of all Potter.Nagini’s coils wrapped tighter around him, her fangs sinking deep into his leg. Her poison flooded his veins, eating away at him from the inside out. The pain was unimaginable, but he never broke eye contact with Potter. If the boy had to watch his end, then he might as well see it all—the agony, the fear, the torment. Everything. The pain, the regret, the anger—he was going to feel it all. Voldemort was doing his damned best to drag it out, make sure his last moments were as hellish as possible.The shrieking of the serpent seemed to fade as black splotches clouded his vision. His grip on consciousness was slipping, and deep down, he knew this was the end.THUD.No, instead of the train he had always imagined in the afterlife; he had instead been dragged to his past, his memories of the past atleast, he only had one though on his mind, was this hell specially tailored for him?My hands were trembling, Hogwarts letter in hand; looking up at Tobias imposing figure I felt small, he had always been menacing but now even more so, I knew what he was about to do; and without a wand in hand theres no way I could stop him, I had experienced this exact moment 24 years ago, as long ago as it was I would never forget, right after I had received my hogwarts letter Tobias went crazy, his beer bottle in hand and Eileen trembling on the floor begging Tobias not to hurt before he smashed my nose in leaving it permanently disfigured;How funny, feeling his young magic core; there was no way to fight him head on, but what about running away?There was still a sharp feeling of pain in his calf where Nagini had bite him, the swelling bruise pressing against his clothes making it feel uncomfortable; Before Tobias could strike down I decisively ran upstairs not sparing a second glance at Eileen crumpled on the floor; Tobias drunkenly ran up the stairs tripping over his own feet, I could hear him behind me screaming and yelling telling me to get back here.Fat chance, I ran to my room opening the window, to make it look like I had escaped from there; then quickly took off the vent on the wall next to my bed; I had frequently used this place as a hideout for whenever Tobias got drunk enough he couldn't tell the difference between a punching bag and his own son.Severus reached his room, opened the window to make it look like he’d escaped, and then hurriedly yanked off the vent cover next to his bed. He’d hidden here countless times, when Tobias couldn't tell the difference between a punching bag and his own son.Severus then jumped inside the vent and put the frame back on holding onto the frame so it wouldn't fall off; at this age I was pretty small compared to people my age, years of malnourishment had stunted my growth and I was far smaller then alot of boys sometimes even girls,it was dry in the vent and he swear he had just heard the scuttling of a mouse.He patiently waited inside the vent, for Tobias to then clumsily enter looking around for his son before then slamming the door shut almost taking it off its hinges, he waited a long time before he got out; waiting until the yells had long gone quiet before daring to come outside.He then organised his thoughts, first of all, where was he? He was sure that if it was just memories being replayed his nose should of definitely been broken and twisted until it was barely recognisable by now, and second of all he shouldn't of been able to even affect the memory; and the pain felt way too real to be anything but reality, not to mention the bite marks on his ankle from nagini.He felt everything was useless to mull about it was all too out of his hands already, if he really wanted to confirm anything he needed to first of all get out of this house and second attend hogwarts; based on his memories Tobias broke his nose just a week before entering hogwarts, he could already remember the disgusted looks he had gotten from the other children, he faintly remembered how heartbroken he felt, crying for weeks on ends.However this time around would be different after all, he's nearing 40 why should he feel threatened by pubescent boys who had yet to even grow hair on their balls.