Learning of Worlds-Private

[Orion]

//Improvement is key! You've got a great touch on RP / writing already though. <3

His lips pursed, unsatisfied with her words. Everything, it seemed, had seemed to be his fault. 'Doubtful,' he thought to himself. Severus wondered why she couldn't think independently, just like he had with his own decisions, but let the thought go as Elizabeth tried to pitifully explain her reasoning with a letter. For a few moments while she held out the letter, he just looked her in the face and observed her features. Only moments later did he accept Sage's note. Leaning over from his once pompous position, he grabbed the letter out of her hands and began to inspect it. A pained gaze observed the folds of the parchment, noticing it's wear and tear. Over the edge of it, he ran a single finger against it lightly and then opened up the letter to read it's contents.

While nearing the end of the note, his grip strengthened at the sides of the paper. It lightly crumbled between his fingers as he stared down at it's content still. When finished, he sat silently. Severus leaned back in the chair, resuming his previously uptight posture with his head in his chest. His head rose awhile later. There was an unsure thought that mustered up inside him that wondered if it was even looking for his supposedly 'alive' sister. "I do not know of anything I could of done to change her position on the matter," came his reminiscing tone. "Perhaps Lily's d-." His words faded out as Ellie appeared. Elizabeth wandered off elsewhere, leaving Snape to be alone in the living room.

The two disappeared around the corner. Severus leaned over in his chair with his fingers running over his face and black hair over his eyes. "Coward." He clawed at the letter harder, letting it finally succumb underneath his grip and crumble into a ball. It fell to the floor not long after. His hands moved up to his head with lanky fingers beginning to run through his greasy hair. For the first time in a long time, Severus was letting his emotions escape through his shallow facade and pour out.

With what remained of his emotions, the professor managed to throw it out of the window before getting up from the chair and walking over to the kitchen. Curiously, they have seemed to disappear. 'Homenum revelio.' To Ellie and Elizabeth, the recipients of the spell, they would feel as if something had perused past them. To the unknowing, it would feel as if a light draft passed them. Meanwhile, when it came to Snape, his wand led him to the spot where the floor boards were loose and the wall nearby that would lead him to the two.

With light pressure, he prodded at the floorboards. Though suspicious, nothing left their spot and remained in place and Severus moved on to the wall. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Maybe there was a protective spell that left him in the dark? With that in mind, Snape kept wondering and observing the area...

// "Then you will find yourself easy prey for the Dark Lord! Fools who wear their hearts proudly on their sleeves, who cannot control their emotions, who wallow in sad memories and allow themselves to be provoked this easily -- weak people, in other words -- they stand no chance against his powers! He will penetrate your mind with absurd ease, Potter!" .... "“DON’T . . . CALL ME COWARD!” ... Ironically said by Snape in the books, knowing fully well that he was speaking his own truth and somehow denying it still. doing my research ahhh