1. Severus Snape.

Lily walked away slowly, her flaming red hair swaying in the wind.

He could feel his heart breaking in two. How could she pick Potter.

How could she do this, he loved her.

He swore to himself, he would have her one day.

One day they would be together, even if it killed him.

And that James Potter, he would get what he deserved.

Severus swallowed, turned on his heel, and strode towards the quidditch pitch, Gryffindor training or not, this was to be sorted.