This Idea popped into my mind when I was reading a ff about Snape meeting Albus Sevrus Potter and I thought what if he met the next Lily Potter even if it was in bazzar way, and he had another chance to amend things. This story is going to have one big twist at the end, so just bare with me. Please, Review. They fuel me and, plus I need to know if this was a bad idea or not. Just to let you know I update once a week so don't give up on me if i don'tpost right away.

Disclaimer:If I owned it, I wouldn't have killed Severus Snape.

'Bloody Git!' Lily Potter muttered to herself as she stomped down the hallways of Hogwarts. Not paying attention to anywhere she was going. She had recently found out that her boyfriend for 5 months was cheating on her with some girl who apparently did "Everything" as the boys were explaining. Not knowing where she was or going; she found herself come face to face with a dead end. Running into the wall made her come back her senses.

'Bloody hell' she cried in frustration.

'I wish there was some one that could love me for me.' She cried, while kicking the stone wall. After feeling sorry for herself, she turned to leave. Before she could make it any further she heard her name dance around her through the breeze that picked up into the hallways.

'Lily, Lily.'

The calling of her name made her turn around, for it sounded like it was coming from behind her. When she did she saw a door that was not there when she had been down there. Was there a door, I don't remember there being one…I just kicked that wall.' Sliding her square red framed glasses up her nose, she made her way to the door. When she made it to the door she knocked on it, wondering if the voice came from within the door. After putting her ear up to it, she slowly opened the door, to see what was on the other side. When she opened the door she wasn't expecting it to be a lavish study with a fire place but, here she was. In this fabulous green enriched study, lined with books and two beautiful black leather arms chairs facing one another, in front of the fire place. Whoever this belonged to, was definitely a Slytherin. Lily bemused to herself. Not that she had problems with Slytherins, unlike the rest of her family, except for Rose Weasley, her cousin who was expecting a Slytherins child. Uncle Ron was livid when he found out his precious sixteen year old daughter was pregnant with nineteen year old Scorpius Malfoy's child. I'd give anything to make my parent's that angry. Lily laughed to herself. Oh, how she tried. Everyone saw her as the baby, she was fifteen. Hell, she was more mature then her uncle George and he had a wife and kids. Lily had dyed her hair red, her hair was already a type of red but, she had made it a Bright Red. So she could stand out more. Hoping that would get rile out of her parent's all they said to one another was that is was a just a faze and she would get passed it. They said the same thing when she had gotten her nose pierced as well. And they didn't even punish her when she had come home piss drunk, and high. 'What do I have to do? Get knocked up by a Slytherin too!' Lily sighed, while throwing herself down on a window seat, looking over the Black Lake.

'Now why would a Gryffindor such as your self want to do that?' With a shriek, Lily fell to the floor on her bum. Wincing at the pain, trying to stand up. Falling on her bum had always been her least favorite way to fall.

'Who said that?' Lily asked towards the room.

'Behind you, you silly little chit!' the baritone voice had said. Slowly turning around she was facing the window again.

'Lily?' the voice said. Lily with her eyes wide looked around but, could not find the source of the voice.

'Yes, my name is Lily, whoever you are.' She said to no one in particular.

'You're not Lily…Lily would never do something so atrocious too her hair.' They said with what sounded like disgust.

'My hair is not atrocious!' Lily said, finally finding the source of the voice. She found the painting that was insulting her. Lily got a good look at the man, before realization fell over her.

'You're Severus Snape, or how my Uncle puts it 'The Greasy bat of the Dungeons.' Lily said, while trying not to laugh.

'I suspect you're one of Potter's offspring?' the man said with a sneer.

'Yes, sir.' Lily said while sitting herself down onto the window seat, facing herself towards the picture that hung on the wall inside the window seat.

'No wonder you look like Lily but, you don't have her eyes.' Snape said.

'I'm sorry?' Lily said confused.

'No, no never mind' He said while pinching the bridge of his nose. Lily watched him for a second until his head snapped up.

'How did you find this study?'

Not wanting to tell him why she had been aimlessly walking around Hogwarts because her boyfriend had cheated on her. She tried to find something to tell him.

'I don't know; the door just appeared.' Lily said, hoping he would take it, and leave at that. She wasn't lying though, it really did just appear. He squinted his eyes at her; looking her up and down.

'I don't believe you but, that will have to suffice.' He said to her, with his arms crossed over his chest. Lily let the breath out that she was holding.

'Why are you in here? I thought you were a headmaster.' Lily asked.

'I have a portrait in the headmaster's office, thanks to your father no less.' The man sneered. Lily sat in awkward silence, not knowing what to say next. Lily was trying really hard to remember her manners. She felt she needed them, even though he was a portrait. Growing up with three older brothers, counting Teddy Lupin as her brother and, a handful a male cousins'; causes you to fend for yourself and act just as boyish. Lily could make a sailor blush, and cry at the same time.

'Are you sure you're a student?' Snape asked, snapping her out of her thoughts.

'Yes, what makes you think I'm not?' Lily asked.

'Your dress robes are not code.' He said while quirking and eyebrow. Lily looked down at what she was wearing. She was wearing tight fitting grey pin-stripped pants, fitted with a three row studded belt, with a belt buckle that said "Gryffindork" and a tight fitting vest and a white button up shirt adorned with her Gryffindor tie.

'Yeah, well, the new headmaster is not really all in here' Lily pointed to her head 'he doesn't really mind anything as long as it's not too crazy.' Lily finished, trying not to look at the man. Being under his gaze made her insides clench, and uneasy. Nobody ever made her feel so small. Lily was always such an outspoken person, never letting anyone get to her. She had a fiery temper just like her mother, who got it from her mother, and also people had said she has the same temper her Grandmother Lily had when , she was her age. Being under the gaze of this man, this man that was giving her these feelings she had never felt before, made her feel weary. Getting her attention he snorted in disgust.

'Hogwarts losing its touch I see.' He sneered. Lily giggled, at hearing this.

'Losing its touch, I think it already has.' Lily snorted. Realizing she snorted she covered her mouth in embarrassment. Usually she wouldn't be embarrassed about something like this. In her mind she wanted this mans attention, she wanted to impress him. All her life she had an empty feeling; now it felt like it had been filled.