Blind Hatred
by LizBee

James/Snape
rated PG-13

A quick drabble for Christinecgb.  'Cos she's cool.
 
 

I hate him.

I hate his smug grins, the way he behaves like he owns these halls and everyone within.  I hate his friends.  I hate the way his cloak billows as he moves.  I hate the way he laughs, and the way the world laughs with him.

James Potter.

Overrated, overbearing prat.

I hate him, and I don't even get the satisfaction of being hated in return.  Instead, I get his tolerating eyes, his fumbling, unwanted kisses.

I hate him.  I don't kiss him; I send him back to his Mudblood girlfriend, and I laugh as he walks away.
 
 

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