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Do you ever wonder what's on Professor Snape's mind? Here are some entries from Snape's diary:

'Dear diary,
today I ate some oatmeal for my breakfast. It was flavourless and watery. I thought of my mother. I cried.'

'Dear diary,
today I put on my raincoat and travelled to Knockturn Alley. I purchased a pair of Fancy Mice. When I brought them home, one devarred the other, and then died of loneliness. I felt envy.'

'Dear diary,
today that Potter boy showed me his middle finger. When I attempted to punish him with detention, he shoved me into a wall, screaming "Bother, bother" over and over. Later he and his orange friend repeated the violent actent till I lost consciousness. Tonight I prayed for the first time in 20 years. I prayed for the end.'

'Dear diary,
I lost a button on my cloak today. Minerva pointed it out infront of the entire faculty. Oh, cool attention ...
"Button, oh button, oh, where have thou fled?
To the towery too long amongst fabric and thread?
Did they roll of my bussom and sees to excist?
How I wish I could follow the into the mist..."'

'Dear diary,
today while in the bathtub, I fell asleep and had a nightmare. I was riding a Thestral through a thunderstorm. Every thunder
clappered soft, and I heard voices: "Bother, bother".
Suddenly, it became music, and I was at the Yule Ball with Lily Evans. I asked her to dance ... she asked me to die ... Would that I could, Lily ... would that I could. when I awoke, my skin was proonlike from the tampered bath water, and I was late for goth with Lucius Malfoy.'

'Dear diary,
today the orange one accidently drank one of my more expensive elixirs. He proptly vomited a glittering rainbow of foul wastes, and the classroom errupted with applause, trickering my migering. I boghted the class and was left to clean the boy's sink. Half-way through Argus Filch showed up and bragged about his many affairs with Hogsmeade ballmades. Then he told me I smelled of broccoli and left without wishing me a happy birthday. I thought of my father. I cried.'

Poor Snape, now his privat life is ruined ...