I just watched the final film, and I say: there was not enough Snape in it. I thought there would be, but no :(
Anyone else seen it already? What do you think?

Beta needed.
Title: (working title *Sweet Salvation* subject to change)
Author/Artist: wikkidgothbabe
Pairing: Snape/OFC
Rating: NC-17 (eventually) Non-con/rape, murder, torture, implied slash (non-con as well as con) anal, oral, bondage, *And All That Jazz*
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: Post HBP (with memory interludes) What happens to Snape after fleeing Hogwarts & (eventually) how Reptile-butt and the Death Eaters meet their grisly end. i'm trying to stay as much with canon as possible, of course, but there's enough to leave to my imagination.
i've got about 9 short-ish chapters written. Sad to say, i need major help with the naughty vocabulary and some grammar help. i'm a pretty fair hand at spelling, though i insist on using British spellings for various words.
i've read through all the books on quite a few occasions, yet i can't find any mention of Our Beloved Potions Master's birthday being January 9th. Where did this intelligence originate?
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- Current Music
- I Dreamed A Dream - Les Miserables
i have three chapters complete. Snape/OFC pairing with the possibility of a Snape/OFC/Lucius menage a trois eventually.
Also, did it strike anyone as slightly odd that in Chamber of Secrets Harry didn't notice AT ALL that Tom Riddle was wearing a Slytherin uniform? i mean, Harry isn't too bright, we know, & Hermione's saved his arse on too many occasions... but still.
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- Shine - Percy - *The Spitfire Grill*

Lyrics that remind me of our beloved Severus...
the ants are in the sugar
the muscles atrophied
we're on the other side the screen is us and we're t.v.
spread me open
sticking to my pointy ribs
are all your infants in abortion cribs
I was born into this
everything turns to shit
the boy that you loved is the man that you fear
pray until your number
asleep from all your pain
your apple has been rotting
tomorrow's turned up dead
I have it all and I have no choice but to
I'll make everyone pay and you will see
you can kill yourself now
because you're dead
in my mind
the boy that you loved is the monster you fear
peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,
you've poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars
pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
pray your life was just a dream
the cut that never heals
pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
(I am so tangled in my sins that I cannot escape)
pinch the head off, collapse me like a weed
someone had to go this far
I was born into this
everything turns to shit
the boy that you loved is the man that you fear
peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark,
you've poisoned all of your children to camouflage your scars
pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fear
pray your life was just a dream
the cut that never heals
pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream
the world in my hands, there's no one left to hear you scream
there's no one left for you
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- It Might As Well Be Spring - Bernadette Peters