She didn't want him.
She didn't want him and to be honest Severus didn't know what hurt more: knowing this lovely little fact or having to accept he always had, deep, deep down in that angry, dark part of him he had always tried to escape.
Big sad emerald eyes, ruby lips tugging down gently to the left, pale flawless skin, and long swinging blood-coloured curls trapped the big mind that could never love him.
She pitied him.
That feather-light touch on his shoulder, careful never to lead him on again, and a casual tilt of the head, the ruby shower of her curls falling around her just so. Will you really be okay, Severus?
Of course Lily. You just crucioed the few fragments of hope I had left but... yeah. Sure. I'll be fine. And he nodded and attempted that painful little smile she wanted and watched her turn around and leave him standing in the sun.
Confusion slowly flooded his tormented, angry mind and Severus slowly tilted his neck up to stare at the flaming ball of fire in the sky. Wasn't there supposed to be thunder and lighting and torrential rain to signal the breaking of the hero's heart? Wasn't that the way of the fantasies like that he had of Lily?
The irritating zip zap of the wings of a snitch suddenly drowned out the heavy thud of the heart beating in his ears. Oh. Well there's my rain.
James Potter's arrogant shoulders barely sunk as Lily turned him down once again, but a cloud stirred in the distance and the two teenage boys watched her walk away, all swaying hips and perfection. Potter smirked dangerously at Severus but he didn't notice, his mind too full of the after burn of Lily's refusal.
It was all too clear now and as Potter advanced, wand drawn Severus simply stared after Lily in horror, mouth falling open softly.
Potter was fine.
Because it was obvious: Potter was the hero.
He could get rain any day.
Potter would get Severus' girl. Because heroes always win.
And the warm sunshine that came with curly ruby hair and those emerald eyes would be his.
Because Severus... always lost, didn't he?
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A.N: Different.
Don't own.