(Becca, you knew this was coming...)
With the release of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows not three months around the corner, I've been slowly sinking back into the HP fandom. Okay, no, that would be a lie. I've been sinking rather rapidly back into Severus Snape addiction. Like fast forward 36x. Honestly, if there were ever a fictional character to enthrall me for a decade, it would be him, is him. Not Aragorn, not Gandalf, not Saitou Hajime, not Caius Merlyn Britannicus, not even Mr Stark - if he were fictional that is. Except for Dumbledore ;) but that’s only because D’s the hottest old man over a hundred I’ve ever seen. Snape is so ambiguous and complex of a character, bordering on obscure even, he begs to be examined and dissected and fallen in love with. Yes, I am a complete and utter dork; we knew that. You may move along now and spare yourself. I am mainly writing this for myself, as should be painfully obvious.
Forgive me for the self-indulgent post.