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Prologue

Lily

I sat in the bathroom for what seemed like hours crying my eyes out. I was starting to sound like Moaning Myrtle and even though I wasn't in her bathroom, people seemed to think she had moved to the 1rst floor lavatories instead. At least no one had to see me like this; in the height of the event I hadn't even exerted my prefect control. It was my duty to punish Severus-and I had to buckle down and do it. I lifted my head from my knees and rubbed my red, sore eyes. I stood and walked over the sinks, splashing cold water on my face until it was no longer pudgy and swollen.

As I exited the bathroom I bumped into someone standing right outside the door. I turned around to find James Potter standing over me. My face turned an ugly shade of red and I masked it by saying:

"What are you doing here Potter?"

"I was coming to find you, haven't seen you since this afternoon." He told me, his green eyes sparking slightly with color.

"It's not your duty to do that and I'm fine." I snarled trying to push past him but James pinned me to the wall.

"Then how come you've been crying in the loo for two straight hours?" He asked giving me a wicked smile.

"Stalking me eh, I'm surprised you didn't come into the bathroom. Oh wait, it was the girls… Never mind that wouldn't make a difference anyway." I told him and his face fell, the expression was priceless.

"Come on Evans, why won't you go out with me?"

"Because you're an arrogant, pigheaded, jerk," I told him and managed to shove him away and hurry down the moving staircase before James Potter could do anything.

I found Severus coming up from the dungeons; he had obviously just left his common room a few minutes ago.

"Snape, come with me." I told him in a cool voice as I approached. He looked a little wary and excited at the same time; I glared then turned on my heel and marched back up the stairs.

Snape

I saw Lily approach, maybe she was coming for an apology, or she was sorry she had treated me so meanly? Well I did call her a mudblood but that's completely beside the point. Her hair was bouncing jovially, almost as if it were real flames. Or maybe she was coming to drag me off to a broom cupboard where we could snog privately, the earlier matter completely forgotten!

"Snape, come with me." Lily said coldly and I wondered if it was the broom cupboard theory. Perhaps the anger was just a way to hide her true intentions. As I followed her up the marble staircase James came from an upper landing.

"Lily, what in the world was that about?" He asked and he looked extremely ruffled. I couldn't help but grin madly even though he had tortured me in front of the whole school.

"You-" Lily started but James cut her off as he looked at me.

"What are you doing with him?"

"Holding a bit of authority, shove off Potter." Lily says and passes by him roughly, I hurry after her wondering where in the world we were going.

We walked to the first floor corridor, turning and walking through a hall lined with doors. After a minute or so we reached a beautiful pine oak door and Lily stops.

"Wait here." Lily said and she knocks on the door receiving a quiet come in, so quiet I couldn't tell who was in there. Lily opened the door just enough to squeeze in then shut it in my face. I could make a run for it now if I wanted, but she'd only drag me back here. I was forced to wait, in the unlikely event it was merely permission for something interesting or new to happen. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but a minute later Lily opened the door again and ushered me inside.

"Lily you may go." Professor McGonagall was sitting behind the desk and she waved a vacant hand to Lily.

She left the room, a breeze blowing her soft strawberry and flower scent back to me. It was the smell of home and love.

"I hear that you have been using foul language Mr. Snape." McGonagall tells me and I nod, slowly.

"Miss Evans seemed particularly upset over one word you seem to have said. I've always noticed that you were good friends up until today. You Mr. Snape will be serving detention for your foul language." The professor informed me; I hung my head in shame. I knew our friendship was over, but perhaps I could find a way to still fight for it? The options did not look encouraging. "Seven O'Clock, my office for eight weeks. You will continue your detentions after the summer break."

Edited: January 23, 2014- Changed all First Person writing, minor story edits (grammar, flow, spelling)

Edited: January 31, 2014- Author Mistake, First Person reinstated, minor story edits (tense issues)