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chapter.
As the sun set upon Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, Severus Snape had never felt so alone.
His eyes stared down at the piece of parchment, willing him to write a 10 inch essay about Wolfsbane and
yet his concentration was lacking, despite his love of potions. It was her fault, that stupid mudblood,
Lily Evans he belived her name was, of course, he didn't plan to take the time to get to know. He was
used to the teasing of Sirius Black and James Potter, whilst their little friend Peter Pettigrew laughed
nervously and Remus Lupin, that stupid werewolf, didn't know what to do for the best.
Severus lay his head down on the table and images of the day floated through his tired mind, James teasing him,
being hung upside down, Lily trying to stop Sirius and James. Severus wondered why he had been so hostile to
Lily, after all, she had only tried to help, and in all honesty, he had nothing against muggle-borns. But was it her, or the
fact that he had been so mortified, not only the part where she had seen his underwear, but those piercing green eyes that
had shone like fire and ice as one when he called her a mudblood. He wasn't sure what he had felt, but he cursed his hormones
and the fact that this could be a crush in developing. He made a promise to himself to apologise to her in the morning.
By morning, after a restless night, Severus had come to the conclusion that he was to cowardly to apologise but had written
a note to Lily and had decided to send it inconspicuously by owl, property of the school as opposed to his own. He only hoped it wouldn't
fall into the wrong hands.
Lily Evans fluttered her eyes open as she heard the sound of a cockrel in the morning. She also had had little sleep, and though
she didn't like to admit it, it was down to Severus Snape. It wasn't so much that he didn't like her, but to go as far as to call her that, well,
it just wasn't deserved. She swung her legs off the bed and quickly washed and dressed before making her way to the Great Hall. As she entered,
the headmaster, Armando Dippet, nodded and smiled slightly but it was Albus Dumbledore that Lily favoured over all, despite her natural talent at Charms
above Transfiguration. She had many a times remained behind after class to talk to Dumbledore and today was just one of those days that sge was glad to
have Tansfiguration. Dumbledore was always a father figure to Lily and couldn't understand why people like Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Black disliked him
so intently. Perhaps it was his love of muggleborns.
Slipping into a chair beside her close friend, Rubeus Hagrid, Lily shot James Potter an icy glance as he smiled cockily her way. She heard him shout
" Oi, Evans, why so glum when greeted with a sight like this?"
"Perhaps it is that very reason I am so glum" retorted Lily. Just then an owl dropped a note onto her lap, addressed "To Lily, private". She unfolded
and began to read.
chapter.
As the sun set upon Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, Severus Snape had never felt so alone.
His eyes stared down at the piece of parchment, willing him to write a 10 inch essay about Wolfsbane and
yet his concentration was lacking, despite his love of potions. It was her fault, that stupid mudblood,
Lily Evans he belived her name was, of course, he didn't plan to take the time to get to know. He was
used to the teasing of Sirius Black and James Potter, whilst their little friend Peter Pettigrew laughed
nervously and Remus Lupin, that stupid werewolf, didn't know what to do for the best.
Severus lay his head down on the table and images of the day floated through his tired mind, James teasing him,
being hung upside down, Lily trying to stop Sirius and James. Severus wondered why he had been so hostile to
Lily, after all, she had only tried to help, and in all honesty, he had nothing against muggle-borns. But was it her, or the
fact that he had been so mortified, not only the part where she had seen his underwear, but those piercing green eyes that
had shone like fire and ice as one when he called her a mudblood. He wasn't sure what he had felt, but he cursed his hormones
and the fact that this could be a crush in developing. He made a promise to himself to apologise to her in the morning.
By morning, after a restless night, Severus had come to the conclusion that he was to cowardly to apologise but had written
a note to Lily and had decided to send it inconspicuously by owl, property of the school as opposed to his own. He only hoped it wouldn't
fall into the wrong hands.
Lily Evans fluttered her eyes open as she heard the sound of a cockrel in the morning. She also had had little sleep, and though
she didn't like to admit it, it was down to Severus Snape. It wasn't so much that he didn't like her, but to go as far as to call her that, well,
it just wasn't deserved. She swung her legs off the bed and quickly washed and dressed before making her way to the Great Hall. As she entered,
the headmaster, Armando Dippet, nodded and smiled slightly but it was Albus Dumbledore that Lily favoured over all, despite her natural talent at Charms
above Transfiguration. She had many a times remained behind after class to talk to Dumbledore and today was just one of those days that sge was glad to
have Tansfiguration. Dumbledore was always a father figure to Lily and couldn't understand why people like Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Black disliked him
so intently. Perhaps it was his love of muggleborns.
Slipping into a chair beside her close friend, Rubeus Hagrid, Lily shot James Potter an icy glance as he smiled cockily her way. She heard him shout
" Oi, Evans, why so glum when greeted with a sight like this?"
"Perhaps it is that very reason I am so glum" retorted Lily. Just then an owl dropped a note onto her lap, addressed "To Lily, private". She unfolded
and began to read.