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Snape’s ultimate tragedy

Heroic, shattering, and utterly melancholic was Professor Snape’s ultimate sacrifice in the brilliant magical world of J.K. Rowling. But what is truly fascinating about this part of the story is that Snape’s sacrifice was not a choice, it was the only way he knew how to fight, making it an inevitable fate that was dictated by a lifetime of misery.

Snape loved Lily all his life only on his part. In his own head, there was always a desperation towards any form of acceptance. He spent his years attached to an invisible person; a pathological attachment that gradually shaped a persona that dwells on the emptiness; one that draws motivation and power solely from it. Snape’s rejected love became an addiction to the rejection itself. He failed any true open relationship because he defined himself by the pain of loneliness. He was raised and strengthened by his isolation from the world, thus its only natural for him to succeed as an alley in the dark. It was not a choice for him to be a foe of the dark lord while being in disguise, it was actually the only way he ever knew how to fight. Its both true and scary that there would be no imaginary scenario for him to openly emerge as a hero while he is still alive. The revelation of his truth as the most valuable alley was hand in hand with his death, because this marks both the completion of his purpose, the end of his imprisonment, and the conclusion of the sorrow that is his existence.

“Lily?! After all this time” ... “Always”. The answer to Snape’s cryptic soul lays in this unforgettable exchange with Dumbeldore. This “always” is not only a deep strong love, it was a lifelong devotion to the impossible; the sort of devotion that slowly transformed into a dark and addictive escapism into the intimacy of solitude. Snape lived alone, dreamt alone, cried alone, fought alone, and eventually died alone, marking an end to his cursed lifetime of chasing the oblivion that sadly made all what he is.