Everything Else is Just Noise (смешанная)

Besides my mother, Snape had no one. No one who he could call a friend. There was no one he could rely on after my mother left him. Everyone was just using him. Voldemort, the death eaters, and even Dumbledore. No wonder the man was so jaded. How would he have turned out if he had someone to stick by him through anything and everything? A friend who would never abandon him?