Something is wrong with my Hogwarts in HP

The first thing he felt was pain. Snape clearly felt the two slender fangs piercing his neck. The venom blended into his blood bit by bit, and his vision began to become blurry. He seemed to see his eyes again. , Lily…

He walked out of the tree hole and looked at the red-haired girl. He pursed his lips, gently pulled up a four-leaf clover, controlled it, and flew it into Lily's hand. She smiled, and Snape looked at it. During the interaction between "him" and Lily, he looked at that smile almost greedily. He missed that smile for more than twenty years. The scene changed again, "I don't need your help! Mudblood!", "he" roared. , Snape was in a daze, Lily looked at him in disbelief, her eyes full of disappointment for him, and then ran away with red eyes, and Potter chased after him. That was the last time they spoke, and it was also the one he regretted the most. one time…

The scene changed again, Potter and Lily were kissing in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by people blessing them, and he was standing in the corner, out of place... In the last scene, he prayed to Voldemort, but she still died. , when he rushed over, there was only her cold body. He held her, trying to find the last glimmer of hope, but no, his sun set and never rose again...

Except for those green eyes, there was nothing like her...

She would never look at him like this...

"Look at me", he said to Harry who came over, his emerald green eyes were full of worry, panic and at a loss...

Is it Lily? Please don't worry about me. He really wanted to say that he was sorry for staying for twenty-two years, but that's not Lily...

Looking at those eyes, he seemed to be back when he was young. Lily looked at him with a smile. The spring sun was warm and shining on the person. She stretched out her hand, Lily, I have been waiting for you for a long time, and you are finally here. Pick me up...

"I have lived for 38 years, spent nine years waiting for her, spent 22 years confessing the words "mudblood", spent four minutes holding her cold body, spent seven years protecting her son, spent one I glanced at the eyes that were exactly like hers for a second, and now that I’m dead, no one knows where I’m buried.”

The lilies withered in the moonlight, and the belated bats were burned to death by the sun...