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Next day early morning it was all over the paper. 'Escape from Azkaban'. A poster of Black screaming noiselessly was on the first page right under the headline. Black was said to be crazy. And in the poster you could tell he was utterly insane. The fact that he escaped Azkaban fascinated and scared me at the same time once I was past the anger.

The next week passed as usual. Me getting up from my nightmares. Only thing is it was a nightmare not nightmares. But tonight it was not the same thing. It was different. I saw the killing curse. Bodies lay around. Dad, Adrian, Dumbledore, Sera, Tony, Fred, George. And I turned to hear a male cackle. My mum lay dead at my feet. And Black stood there laghing over the badly mutilated body of my mum. And then i saw me at my worst. my hair floating around me like a halo. A few of them covering my face making it difficult to see it. My usually emerald green eyes turned maroon. I floated up with my hands spread around me. Black particles whirled around me. Black looked at me with a scared expression on his face. And that is when dream me smirked. Black was thrown back and red and gold particles floated to me and I absorbed them. And now the scene changed. I stood on the third floor balcony and looked down to see Vlad lying in a pool of blood. And that was when I heard a faint scream. And I woke up to realise the sound was coming from my own mouth. I did not care for Black. I was scared of me. The me capable of murder. The me laughing insanely with my revenge accomplished. I wanted to murder Black. Rip him limb to limb with my bare hands. But I did not want to enjoy it.

I put my hands on my knees and began to rock back and forth terrified tears falling from my eyes. I was a monster and no matter what I did I couldnt change that fact. Even if it was Black's death that I rejoiced in. I rejoiced in the fact that I had murdered someone. I smirked at the terror in his eyes. I enjoyed the fact that I could take away his life. Take away the most precious gift, the gift of life, from another person when I have no right to.

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(Snape's p.o.v.)

I woke up again today at 4:30 to her screams. Ever since last year when she nearly murdered her ex over some matter of cheating her she had been waking up screaming. I had tried finding out the reason but she wont tell me.

Today the same thing happened. I had thought it was something to do with having to face what happened. But I guess now that it is something else.

I got up to go to her room. I was determined to find out today. I know she fakes,sleep everytime I peek in to see what happened but I ignored it thinking it would be invading her privacy. But not today.

I walked to her room and opened the door. Opening I did not find her faking sleep but instead I found her sobbing. I know her too well to know that she wont expose her emotional protection unless she was badly affected. She wont just let down the gaurd. I walked in and put my arm around her sitting down. She turned on me and started crying into my chest. After some time she calmed down considerably but silent tears still flowed. I waited patiently for her to stop. Five minutes later she stopped crying and I wiped off the tears with my thumb.

"Are you going to tell me why you were crying?" I asked trying to keep my voice as soft as possible. She shook her head no. "Why?"

She shook her head again. I sighed. "I may have to take you to the Mungo's shrink then." I said to get her talking. She smirked.

"I know you wont do that." she said between her sniffs. I smiled.

"So why dont you tell me since I am not going to betray your trust and tell everyone what you dream about." I said. No reply. "Or who you dream about." I added with a smirk.

"You will hate me if I tell you." she muttered curling up to hide her face.

"I wont. Try me." I said reassuringly. I was the person responsible for the death of the only woman who believed in me and her husband. Had I never been a death eater I would never have told the dark lord the prophecy and Lily would have still been alive. Nothing can be worse than that. Trust me.

"I have nightmares every night. Every night I see the memory you erased from Vlad's head while he was still unconscious. And every night a moment before he falls off I smirk thinking he deserved it. I think that is a subconscious desire. Your dreams,are what your subconscious desires-" she paused as I interrupted her. "Or what you think is,the truth or what you fear the most."

"But tonight. Tonight I saw you dead. I saw me murder you." she whispered as tears brimmed in her eyes. "And everyone else I care about. I murdered Black too. But you all were dead before that. I dont want to be a murderer Dad. I dont want to lose any of you in the process of my revenge."

"Shh...Shine. That's not gonna happen okay." I was saying but I was shaken. I know she wont hurt me. Not even accidentally.

"No Dad its not. I am a monster Dad. I almost killed Vlad. I dont deserve to exist." she groaned in a whisper.

"Shine. Severus. Snape. Do. Not. Ever. Again. Say. That." I said emphasizing every word. "You get me?"

She looked at my face. Her eyes bloodshot. There were dark circles under them. Tears had streaked her face. Her hair was a messy bedhead. She nodded her head only half heartedly.

"You have every right to exist. If there is anyone who does not have that right then its certainly not you. Dont ever call yourself a monster. You are anything but that. We choose what we become but we cant choose what we are. So dont ever call yourself a monster because of what you are born as. Calm down now." I said patting her back. She gave me a smile.

"Thanks Dad."

"Anytime hun." I said as I got up and she lay down again. I pulled her blankets over her and put her back to sleep. I ensured she was sleeping and not just faking it before closing the door softly and went back to my room to sleep.

But I somehow couldnt. I remembered the numerous times that Black and Potter had told me I had no reason to exist. Lily had stood by me all those times. But I called her a 'mudblood'. I was nothing but a monster. I had hurt the only person that cared for me. I had told Voldemort of the prophecy that led to her death. I chose to be a monster.