You stare at the book fixatedly
But the words swim before your eyes,
Black splodges on a worn page.
You don’t want to look up,
You don’t want to meet her eyes –
Saving him isn’t an option,
If you want to avoid the ridicule...
‘Snivellus!’
The name echoes across the grounds
Like a curse, a familiar curse...
‘Snivellus!’
The name pierces your soul
Extracting your guilt, making you know -
You have to stop them, sod the price,
But it’s like you’re glued to the
Tree’s clawed feet...
‘Snivellus!’
And slowly you look up,
To see him suspended in the air,
And you blink, and she yells, and...
‘Snivellus!’
The next day you see her
For Prefect duties and such.
You expect her to regard you like
You’re bad, to tell you off.
But she’s radiant,
She’s shining,
She’s on top of the world --
And you don’t see how you
Could’ve predicted so wrong.
You don’t dare ask her why
She’s not angry in case she
Suddenly just turns,
But then you see the hardness in her eyes...
She sizzling underneath,
Underneath the surface –
And you still don’t dare whisper
A word of it to her.
You should have stood up
And been a man.
You should have got him down,
Told his tormentor to stop.
But you want to be liked,
And he’s hard to like.
He’s an outcast who’s thrown
Into the fight...
‘Snivellus!’
As she talks, the taunts
Replay in your mind...
‘Snivellus!’
As she talks, there’s
A sinking in your gut...
‘Snivellus!’
As she talks, you realise
You should’ve just said...
‘Snivellus!’
... ‘stop it, James, what does
He do but exist!’
‘Snivellus!’
Maybe you’re even worse
Than your friends
In regards to Snape.
You want to be liked,
You need to be liked,
So you don’t intervene
In the fights
Because you want to keep
Your friends.
They understand
Who you are, though,
And they’re all you have.
Would you lose them
By standing by Snape?
‘Snivellus!’