I've been dreading this potions class for years – as soon as I knew that he would be here. He, the perfect mix of Potter... and my Lily. That reminder that Potter won, with the most brilliant feature of the boy being his eyes. He has her eyes. That boy has Lily's emerald eyes, those eyes that bring me back to long ago...
I can see it just like it was yesterday, in these very rooms. Standing above our cauldron, with her hair tied back to preserve the Cure for Boils, Lily was in awe of everything. Her eyes saw this dingy old dungeon as something more, something extraordinary . She still could hardly believe that she was a witch, and that the two of us got to go to Hogwarts together. I tried to get the hat to put me in Gryffindor, so we could be together, but it told me something about my destiny needing me in Slytherin. That initial sorting was one of the hardest parts of our relationship. The other Slytherins demanded that I abandon her, the "useless mudblood," but they didn't know that I couldn't. She was my friend. My only friend.
She, with the brilliant emerald eyes, could have been my soul mate. Her eyes saw everything, and all her emotions were revealed in those startling eyes.
I drew myself out of my thoughts as I caressed the door of my classroom. Well, Severus, there's a time and a place for everything. Time to put on your mask, conceal everything. Don't react to anything, especially not Potter...no... Harry. He is Lily's child.