Title: Lillian Grace Evans with a Vampire?
Summary: Lily forgives Severus for calling her a "mud blood" in their fifth year. Lily and Severus get together and soon she finds herself pregnant. What will happen to her and her child? And what do Lily's older brothers have to do with her and her children? Severus not Harry's father. Vampire Severus
Chapter 1: The Mistake
The current fifth years of Hogwarts sat in the Great Hall. The House tables were gone to be replaced with over a hundred smaller tables, sitting only one student each. Each head was bent low over a roll of parchment, the only sounds of scratching quills and the occasional rustle as somebody adjusted the parchment. Near the back of the room sat a stringy, pallid teen, like that of a plant kept in the dark. His hair was lank and greasy and was flopping onto the table, his hooked nose barely half an inch from the surface of the parchment as he scribbled. Severus Snape's hand flew across the parchment writing very minuscule and cramped and at least had written a foot more than his closest neighbors.
"Five more minutes!" Professor Flitwick told the students as he walked down each row, watching them, making sure no one was cheating. At the time he called out, Professor Flitwick walked past a boy with very untidy hair.
After Professor Flitwick had passed, the teen yawned hugely and rumpled up his hair, making it even messier than it had been. Then, with a glance toward Professor Flitwick, James Potter turned in his seat and grinned at a boy sitting four seats behind him. The other boy gave James a thumbs up. Receiving the thumbs-up, James turned back around and started doodling on a bit of scrap parchment. The thumbs-up boy was lounging in his chair at ease, tilting it back on two legs. He was good looking; his dark hair fell into his eyes with a sort of casual elegance James's untidy hair could never achieve, and a girl sitting behind him was eyeing him hopefully, though Sirius Black didn't seem to have noticed. Two seats along at the right from this girl was another boy with reddish hair, pale, and was looking really peaky. Remus Lupin was absorbed in his exam, rereading his answers scratched his chin with the end of his quill, frowning slightly. Another few seats behind Remus sat yet another boy. He was small, mousy-haired with a pointed nose. Peter Pettigrew looked anxious; chewing his fingernails, staring down at his paper, scoffing the ground with his toes. James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew were also known as the Marauders.
"Quills down, please!" squeaked Professor Flitwick. "That means you too, Stebbins! Please remain seated while I collect your parchment! Accio!"
More than a hundred rolls of parchment zoomed into the air and into Professor Flitwick's outstretched arms, knocking him backward off his feet. Several people laughed. A couple of students at the front desks got up, took hold of Professor Flitwick beneath the elbows, and lifted him onto his feet again.
"Thank you… thank you," panted Professor Flitwick. "Very well, everybody, you're free to go!"
All the students gathered up their quills and spare parchment and put them into their bags. A group of chattering girls separated the Marauders from Severus who was still absorbed in his own examination paper as they waked out to the Entrance Hall.
"Did you like question ten, Moony?" asked Sirius.
"Loved it," Remus said briskly. "'Give five signs that identify the werewolf.' Excellent question."
"Do you think you managed to get all the signs?" said James in mock concern.
"Think I did," said Remus seriously as they joined the crowd thronging around the front doors eager to get out into the sunlit grounds. "One: He's sitting in my chair. Two: He's wearing my clothes. Three: His name's Remus Lupin…"
The only one who didn't laugh of the four gathered boys was Pettigrew.
"I got the snout shape, the pupil of the eyes, and the tufted tail," he said anxiously, "but I couldn't think what else-"
"How thick are you Wormtail?" said James impatiently to Pettigrew. "You run round with a werewolf once a month-"
"Keep your voice down," implored Remus.
"Well, I thought that paper was a piece of cake," said Sirius. "I'll be surprised if I don't get Outstanding on it at least."
"Me too," said James. He put his hand in his pocket and took out a struggling Golden Snitch.
"Where'd you get that?"
"Nicked it," he replied casually. He started playing wit the Snitch, allowing it to fly as much as a foot away and seizing it again; his reflexes were excellent. Pettigrew watched him in awe.
They stopped in the shade of a beech tree near the edge of the lake and threw themselves down on the grass. Severus had settled himself on the grass in the dense shadows of a clump of bushes. He was deeply immersed in the O.W.L. paper.
The sunlight was dazzling on the smooth surface of the lake, on the bank of which the group of laughing girls who had just left the Great Hall were sitting with shoes and socks off, cooling their feet in the water.
Remus had pulled out a book and was reading. Sirius stared around at the students milling over the grass, looking rather haughty and bored, but very handsomely so. James was still playing with the Snitch, letting it zoom farther and farther away, almost escaping but always grabbed at the last second. Pettigrew was watching him with his mouth open. Every time James made a particularly difficult catch, Wormtail gasped and applauded, seeming to enjoy the attention. Every once in a while, James rumpled up his hair as though to make sure it did not get too tidy and also kept looking over at the girls by the water's edge.
"Put that away, will you?" said Sirius as James made a fine catch and Wormtail let out a cheer. "Before Wormtail wets himself from excitement."
Wormtail turned slightly pink but James grinned.
"If it bothers you," James said, stuffing the Snitch back in his pocket.
"I'm bored," said Sirius. "Wish it was full moon."
"You might," said Remus darkly from behind his book. "We've still got Transfiguration, if you're bored you could test me…. Here," he held out his book.
Sirius snorted. "I don't need to look at that rubbish, I know it all."
"This'll liven you up, Padfoot," said James quietly. "Look who it is…"
Sirius's head turned. He had become very still, like a dog that has scented a rabbit.
"Excellent," he said softly. "Snivellus."
Severus was on his feet again, and was stowing the O.W.L. paper in his bag. As he emerged from the shadows of the bushes and set off across the grass, Sirius and James stood. Remus and Wormtail remained sitting: Remus was still staring down at his book, though his eyes were not moving and a faint frown line had appeared between his eyebrows. Pettigrew was looking from Sirius and James to Severus with a look of avid anticipation on his face.
"All right, Snivellus?" said James loudly.
Severus reacted so fast it was as though he was expecting an attack: Dropping his bag, he plunged his hand inside his robes, and his wand was halfway into the air when James shouted, "Expelliarmus!"
Severus's wand flew twelve feet into the air and fell with a little thud in the grass behind him. Sirius let out a bark of laughter.
"Impedimenta!" he said, pointing his wand at Severus who was knocked off his feet, halfway through a dive toward his own fallen wand.
Students all around had turned to watch. Some of them had gotten to their feet and were edging nearer to watch. Some looked apprehensive, others entertained.
Severus lay panting on the ground. James and Sirius advanced on him, wands up, James glancing over his shoulder at the girls at the water's edge as he went. Pettigrew was on his feet now, watching hungrily, edging around Remus to get a clearer view.
"How'd the exam go, Snivelly?" said James.
"I was watching him, his nose was touching the parchment," said Sirius viciously. "There'll be great grease marks all over it; they won't be able to read a word."
Several people watching laughed; Severus was clearly unpopular. Pettigrew sniggered shrilly. Severus was trying to get up, but the jinx was still operating on him; he was struggling, as though bound by invisible ropes.
"You - wait," he panted, staring up at James with an expression of purest loathing. "You - wait…."
"Wait for what?" said Sirius cooly. "What're you going to do, wipe your nose on us?"
Severus let out a stream of mixed swearwords and hexes, but his wand being ten feet away nothing happened.
"Wash out your mouth," said James coldly. "Scourgify!"
Pink soap bubbles streamed from Severus's mouth at once; the froth was covering his lips, making him gag, chocking him---
"Leave him ALONE!"
James and Sirius looked around. James's free hand jumped to his hair again.
It was one of the girls from the lake edge. She had thick, dark red hair that fell to her shoulders and startlingly green almond-shaped eyes. Lily Evans was one of the more popular girls.
"All right, Evans?" said James, and he tone of his voice was suddenly pleasant, deeper, more mature.
"Leave him alone," Lily repeated. She was looking at James with every sign of great dislike. "What's he done to you?"
"Well," said James, appearing to deliberate the point, "it's more the fact that he exists, if you know what I mean…."
Many of the surrounding watchers laughed, Sirius and Pettigrew included, but Remus, still apparently intent on his book, didn't, and neither did Lily.
"You think you're funny," she said coldly. "But you're just an arrogant, bullying toerag, Potter. Leave him alone."
"I will if you go out with me, Evans," said James quickly. "Go on… Go out with me, and I'll never lay a wand on old Snivelly again."
Behind him the Impediment Jinx was wearing off. Severus was beginning to inch toward his fallen wand, spitting out soapsuds as he crawled.
"I wouldn't go out with you if it was a choice between you and the giant squid," said Lily.
"Bad luck, Prongs," said Sirius briskly turning back to Severus. "OY!"
But too late; Severus had directed his wand straight at James; there was a flash of light and a gash appeared on the side of James's face, splattering his robes with blood. James whirled about; a second flash of light later, Severus was hanging upside down in the air, his robes falling over his head to reveal skinny, pallid legs and a pair of graying underpants.
Many people in the small crowd watching cheered. Sirius, James, and Pettigrew roared with laughter.
Lily, whose furious expression had witched for an instant as though she was going to smile, said, "Let him down!"
"Certainly," said James as he jerked his wand upward. Severus fell into a crumpled heap on the ground. Disentangling himself from his robes, he quickly got to his feet, wand up, but Sirius said, "Petrificus Totalus!" and Severus keeled over again at once, rigid as a board.
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!" Lily shouted. She had her wand out now. James and Sirius eyed it warily.
"Ah, Evans, don't make me hex you," said James earnestly.
"Take the curse off him then!"
James sighed deeply, then turned to Severus and muttered the countercurse.
"There you go," he said as Severus struggled to his feet again, "you're lucky Evans was here, Snivellus-"
"I
don't need help from filthy little Mudbloods like her!"
Lily
blinked. "Fine," she said cooly. "I won't bother in
future. And I'd wash your pant if I were you, Snivellus."
"Apologize to Evans!" James roared at Severus, his wand pointed threateningly at him.
"I don't want you to make him apologize," Lily shouted, rounding on James. "You're as bad as he is…."
"What?" yelped James. "I'd NEVER call you a - you know what!"
"Messing up your hair because you think it's cool to look like you've just got off your broomstick, showing off with that stupid Snitch, walking down corridors and hexing anyone who annoys you just because you can - I'm surprised your broomstick can get off the ground with that fat head on it. You make me SICK."
She turned on her heel and hurried away.
"Evans!" James shouted after her, "Hey, EVANS!"
But she didn't look back.
"What is it with her?" said James, trying and failing to look as though this was a throw away question of no real importance to him.
"Reading between the lines, I'd say she thinks you're a bit conceited, mate," said Sirius.
"Right," said James who looked furious now, "right-"
There was another flash of light, and Severus was once again hanging upside down in the air.
"Who wants to see me take off Snivelly's pants?"
"Finite Incantato!"
A fair skinned, blond hair girl arrived and stopped the hexes James and Sirius had had held Severus in. Narcissa Black had come to the aid of Severus. Her bright blue eyes full of anger and resentment and, though no one but Lily saw, sorrow.
"Potter, Black, leave him alone or deal with my wrath, which won't be pleasant," Narcissa said softly, though no one could mistake the full out rage in her voice. Many of the onlookers turned and walked away or turned back to their previous conversation. Remus came up behind James and Sirius and whispered in their ear. James and Sirius turned and glared at Remus and, though they wanted to continue, the chose to heed Narcissa's warning, and left for Gryffindor Tower.
Narcissa watched the Marauders gather their bags and leave, all the time her eyes narrowed on them. When they had gone, she turned to Severus, only to find her friend's eyes full of sadness and unshed tears, looking over at Lily, who had rejoined her group of friends by the lake.
"Severus, why'd you submit yourself to that humiliation? You know not to go around alone near them," Narcissa said, placing a hand on his shoulder with sadness in her voice.
Listening to Narcissa's words he gathered up his books and bag. "I don't know what you're talking about," he replied and headed toward the Owlery. Narcissa, being her stubborn-self, followed him discreetly.
Reaching the Owlery, Severus stopped and looked at all the owl, searching for his dark brown, almost black, eagle owl. Upon finding him, he went over to him.
"What'd I do, Aidan? What did I do? I called Lily a "mudblood", I've never done that before. Why'd I do that? Why was it me? Why not Potter? Why me?" As he spoke, the unshed tears fell down his cheeks, soaking the collar of his robes as they dripped off his chin.
Narcissa, having stayed out of the room, heard him and gasped and quickly put a hand over her mouth. Severus, being too absorbed in his own thoughts, hadn't heard her. Realizing this, Narcissa relaxed, and decided to walk over to Severus and comfort him.