A/N: Hey guys! This is a Harry Potter fanfiction and to warn you, has some depressing and suicidal ideas in it, so beware. This is my first one and I would love to give credit to my darling beta-reader, TheBlackKimono. I hope you guys enjoy!
Snape POV:
I walked into Potions and set my belongings down at one of the tables near the front. Potions was my best and favorite class. I looked around for the only person I wished to see, and then found them:
Lily Evans.
She walked in with a bunch of her other friends, giggling as they set their things down at the table next to mine. God was she beautiful. She had thick, dark red hair that I longed to run my hair through that cascaded down her shoulders like water. Her eyes were a vibrant bright emerald green that shone with happiness. Most of the guys swooned over her. But she and I are the ones that are going to end up being together.
We were really good friends, and I didn't want to ruin that. However, I didn't want to keep my feelings in the dark and watch her be in an intimate relationship with another man. It was I that deserved her. We were supposed to meet after dinner, in my common room to hangout. I couldn't wait; it was going to be time to confess my true feelings for her. I hope she feels the same way.
I walked up to Lily, who was busy writing the new potion formula in her notebook. I tapped her on the shoulder gingerly and she turned her head to look up at me. She smiled at me and the corners of her luminous eyes crinkled. "Hi, Severus!" she said.
"Hi. I was just wondering if you were still up to meet after dinner." I asked my palms slightly sweaty.
"Oh yeah. I can't wait! Do you want to work on homework or something?"
"Yeah, sure. I can't wait to see you then!"
"Me too!"
I walked back to my seat and sat down. I really couldn't wait until then.
After eating a copious amount of food during dinner, I went back to my room to gather all the supplies needed for out study session. I walked back to my commons room and set everything up. Right on the dot, I saw Lily walk in. She had a satchel slung over her shoulder and her cheeks were rosy from the bitter cold outside, emphasizing her high cheekbones.
"Hey, Lily," I said, calling her over.
She looked over at me and grinned. "Hi!"
She walked over and sat down next to me on the sofa in front of the glowing fire place. She took her books and notebooks out, as well as her pencils and pens, and set them down on the table next to mine. "What do you want to study first?" She asked me.
"Hmm….how about History of Magic? Best to get the worst out of the way first." I suggested.
"Sure! I'd love that." She opened up her textbook, as did I, and I started working on the essay on the Lost Diadem of Revena Ravenclaw.
After a few struggling moments, I took a deep breath and adjusted my body so I was facing her. She felt me staring at me and glanced up. "Yes?" she asked.
"Lily, I have to confess something." I said, hesitant.
Was I really ready to tell her how I felt? What if she didn't feel the same way about me? What if it's going to ruin our friendship? Would she avoid me? These questions bounced around in my head, and pestered me. However, I shoved them all away. I was determined to get her.
"Lily Evans, I know you and I have been friends for quite a few years. I know what I am about to say will possibly jeopardize our friendship. But I don't want to be intimidated, whether or not you feel the same. I just wanted to tell you that I have a heart full of undying love for you that I couldn't, myself, help to express."
Throughout my sayings, Lily's head was bowed down. But when I finished, she peered up, her stunning eyes swimming in a pool of glistening tears.
