Severus Snape stared down into the swirling silvery blue substance that held many of his memories, both good and bad. He took a deep breath. Snape knew that he very well might not make it out of this battle and he knew that the battle was coming soon. The Dark Lord had been getting anxious and Snape's Dark Mark burned almost all the time now. This could quite possibly be his last chance to review everything that had led up to this point; every mistake, every happy encounter, every death. This could be the last chance for him to make sense of it all. Feeling the weight of what he was doing pressing down on his very soul, Snape looked into the stone basin and prepared himself to relive events that he swore to banish from his mind forever. Snape never had been good at keeping promises.
AN: Hello there, thanks for giving this a chance! The characters and timeline of this story will not be entirely accurate to the book but I will try to keep it as close as possible. The chapters will be relatively short (probably around 1,000 words) but as I plan for it to be episodic, I think it will work out. Please let me know what you think!