Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

Re: Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

feeds@yuku.com (Vespers Nine) — Sun, 24 Aug 2008 19:31:27 GMT

"I'm starting a new tab, it'll... it'll be under Potter. It... it's meandJamesonit."

It was a very fortunate thing that Severus was not holding anything in his hands, for surely those words had sent a tremor of what he supposed must be shock throughout his entire body. Although he had suspected as much when he had caught sight of the glittering diamond on her finger, it was quite another thing to have it confirmed by words from Lily's own lips....

Re: Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

feeds@yuku.com (rapunzeleyes) — Sun, 20 Jul 2008 21:59:44 GMT

She watched him carefully, Lily Evans did, and thus she knew that he had muttered something, though she could not tell what it was. It was only the moving of his lips, and she was left to determine what it was on her own.

But Lily did not want to think about what he might call her. It could not possibly be anything good. She would remain adamant-- he had betrayed her. He had broken her heart, at least a part of it-- the part reserved for the oldest and dearest, the...

Re: Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

feeds@yuku.com (Vespers Nine) — Wed, 16 Jul 2008 00:42:03 GMT

"Well, excuse me for not being up to your standards."

Severus had always known that he had loved Lily far more than she had ever loved him. Back in his younger days, when he and Lily used to play together as children at the park, swinging her on the old, battered tire swing, he had always invisioned her one day matching his affections. Looking down at her, but avoiding a direct glance into her brilliant green eyes, it was impossible for him to imagine her,...

Re: Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

feeds@yuku.com (rapunzeleyes) — Sat, 05 Jul 2008 20:13:30 GMT

She did not like losing her temper in front of him. It made her feel, in some way, inferior to him. He could apparently control himself; Lily could not. But there was no reeling it back now, not once it had bloomed like a red-hot flower deep down, and whose roots and vines spread quickly through the warm, damp darkness in her abdomen. She clenched her fists below the counter, tiring her hands and leaving little creases where her nails met her skin. How dare he-- how dare he begin, and how...

Re: Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

feeds@yuku.com (Vespers Nine) — Mon, 30 Jun 2008 01:40:09 GMT

From the moment that Lily Evans had entered the Apothecary of Slug & Jiggers, the two former friends had behaved towards one another as though they were simply two perfect strangers. But now that Severus had uttered words that more than hinted at their previous affiliation, the illusion had been destroyed and old hurts strained and then cracked open, revealing still raw emotions.

"Don't you talk to me about thinking so little of people, Severus Snape,"...

Re: Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

feeds@yuku.com (rapunzeleyes) — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 18:30:32 GMT

"You and I sat at the same table for years in Slughorn's potions class. I cannot believe that you would think so little of my skills that I would be unable to discern what it was that was being made just from looking at a simple list."

"Don't you talk to me about thinking so little of people, Severus Snape," said Lily, in a low voice reserved only for those times when she was too struck to show it fully, in a low voice that she feared...

Re: Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

feeds@yuku.com (Vespers Nine) — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 01:55:55 GMT

Was it fate that had set them upon these paths? Paths that had seemed the same at first, only to reveal themselves as opposites, as mirror images of each other? Or was there no such thing as fate, but instead only the wills of the individuals who carved their way through life with savage hearts? In his younger days, Severus Snape had often pondered such existential questions about life, the universe, and everything, that is until he realized that it didn't matter one bit what the answer...

Re: Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

feeds@yuku.com (rapunzeleyes) — Thu, 19 Jun 2008 23:44:11 GMT

All was still as Lily walked the rows of Slug and Jiggers. All was still, for the slightest puff of wind would tear the list from her hands and she would be trapped there-- she would be trapped there, amongst the lacewings and the bubotuber and the elderberries. No, no, all must remain still until she was done (for she would not back down) and until she had left the store. Then, by all means, let the wind blow and the old wood crumble into moldy sawdust; the then shelves could topple and the...

Re: Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

feeds@yuku.com (Vespers Nine) — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 17:12:35 GMT

A clinking of glass was heard as Severus set down the collection of ingredients onto the worn wood of the counter. He had gone about the store, flitting in and out of the back room to get some item or other that had been written on the list in Lily's own hand. He had done so in a mechanical manner, seemingly unfeeling and insensitive to the crimson haired woman in the store. He even walked by her several times as though she weren't even there. His eyes only saw the shelves and...

Re: Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

feeds@yuku.com (rapunzeleyes) — Wed, 28 May 2008 13:39:15 GMT

Lily felt herself prone; tense. As if she must hold it all in, or keep it all out-- one or the other-- to keep from spewing her feelings or absorbing his.

Oh, Severus.

She didn't like herself for not liking him. Lily didn't hate-- she could only hate one thing. And therefore it didn't make sense; his choices didn't make sense. Why the only thing he would pick to love would be the one thing that she had to hate. The side that she would fall on had always...

Re: Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

feeds@yuku.com (Vespers Nine) — Sun, 25 May 2008 23:42:35 GMT

I don't need help from filthy little Mudbloods like her!

Had not those been the exact words that had slipped so carelessly in a fit of mad hysteria from his fifteen-year-old lips? Yes, so they were. It was shocking how one slip of the tongue had seemingly altered his entire life course. Well, half of it anyway. One half had gone precisely according to plan while the other, the one that had centred around Lily Evans had been obliterated, and some days he could still not...

Re: Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

feeds@yuku.com (rapunzeleyes) — Sat, 10 May 2008 17:48:00 GMT

Lily had stopped in front of the bundimun secretions, looking to compare prices and quality. Of course, they would probably need the less-diluted sort for right away-- the cottage was in need of a lot of work. But after the initial round of scrubbing and scouring, she didn't anticipate letting it go wild on her again.

She chose the stronger sort, and her fingers were nearly wrapped around the vial when she heard that voice so near to her.

"Do you require...

Re: Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

feeds@yuku.com (Vespers Nine) — Thu, 08 May 2008 02:57:23 GMT

In the back room of the potions shop, which was significantly larger than the store front, Severus sat balanced on a high stool as he leaned over the counter, hunched over precise work. His dank, black hair fell over his face, a tangled veil that he kept pushing out of his vision with a frequent hand gesture that seemed moved more by habit than by conscious thought. His agile fingers slid the thin blade over and through the gossamer thin batwings, shredding them into even finer pieces...

Re: Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

feeds@yuku.com (rapunzeleyes) — Thu, 01 May 2008 18:33:08 GMT
Unfortunately, it would seem, for all parties involved, Severus had chosen to show up at work on just the day that one Miss Lily Evans-soon-to-be-Potter had picked for her shopping.

It wasn't really as if she needed to plan her days in such a manner-- Flourish and Blotts had "let her go" with little ceremony after finding her mysteriously missing one too many times. But who was she to argue when Dumbledore called? That being said, there was the Order to consider, but...

Our Mirrored Paths {ISO: Lily}

feeds@yuku.com (Vespers Nine) — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 01:44:50 GMT

It was early still, so early that the sun had not yet pierced through the cover of night, but nevertheless one could tell that morning was coming as the stars above silently winked off one by one. Severus Snape was awake yet, even while the rest of the world still slept and the room in which he occupied in his flat was dark, save for the single flickering light of a blue-flamed candle dancing off the ancient pages of a large tome. It had appeared that the young man had stayed up all...