AN: This takes place in an alternative universe where Snape is a Ravenclaw but still part of the Marauders ire, particularly Jim-Boy, however due to his different housing Snape knows how to calmly deal with the situation. Pro-Snily. Pure Fluff.
Written for the International Wizarding School Competitions.
School: Hogwarts
Year: 6
Words: 501 (Word and FF. Net)
Snape's Best Memory
"Let him go!"
"Good job Evan's was here to save your sorry little backside. Snivellus!"
"The fact that I should not need saving if your little excuses of living organisms would leave me alone, has not escaped your notice then I despair."
"Sorry," snarled Sirius. "How come we're the sorry excuses when you exist?"
"That is neither here nor there."
"Is it not, Evans," James tilted his head to the side as if chewing something over in his mind. "How about we cut a deal?"
No one had seen her complexion go as red as that before. It was like she'd turned into some sort of Celtic warrior God. She took three pacifying deep breaths before she spoke up.
"I don't want any sort of deal with you, you irritating, boorish, selfish, bullying toe rag!"
"I was going to let you go out with me, Evans – one time only offer."
"So were the last four thousand times you've asked her out," Snape said as he folded his arms, remaining suspended in air. The tips of his hair was brushing against the tree roots, his indignant expression was punctuated by a soupçon of a sneer at the corners of his mouth. "Yes, Potter, I've recorded your stalker's diary for you. As of now, it is actually 3,073, times since we started Hogwarts. Where Lily and I come from your behaviour would be considered creepy at best and stalker at worst. I may ask the Aurors to have a magical decree demanding you remain a certain distance from her if you don't stop harming me!"
"You act as if you know Lily cares for you!"
There was a long, significant, pause where even the insects seemed to be interested what the humans were doing, "I can't ignore my feelings for her Snivellus."
"You can if you stop pestering her, I can make this highly awkward for you," with a long elegant finger he pointed to his badge, "Ravenclaw. Smartest one there is. The only reason Lockhart can even cast a simple spell. I know Lily holds no feelings for you, Potter, even if you were the last man on earth."
"How?" Black leapt in, his face was red with indignation.
Whilst Gryffindors didn't hate Ravenclaws, it's legendary belief that Rowena and Salazar were close, probably even lovers, would always be a point of suspicion between the two. The houses weren't exactly chummy either. Therefore, the fact that Gryffindor's brightest and prettiest was with such a swot who should have been in Slytherin irked Potter intensely.
"I mean it," the hot-headed Black snapped. "How do you know what Evans likes and doesn't like?"
"Because," Lily said as she used her wand to straighten him up on his feet, dusting him down and making sure he's alright before turning to face the most troublesome boy she'd ever met. "We're already together!"
Their kiss would go down in history! Generations after were forever compared to their pure love.
They lived happily ever after!