I don't Harry Potter or its characters.

November 5th, 1974

Why? Severus Snape questioned as he was being mercifully taunted in the hallways by the Moronic Potter and his equally idiotic cronies. Lily was at the sidelines fruitlessly trying to stop them, and his eyes were pleading to her to make them stop. Out of all Slytherins, why me?

There was already a crowd forming, laughing at his misery, and he clenched his fists. He was shoved against the wall, he winced, dropping his stuff. Sirius took the chance to grab one of his notebooks.

"Oh, Snivellus! Is that your diary?" He questioned, positively delighted, scanning through the pages quickly. "Dear Lily, I love you so very much! Please marry me and bare my children!" He made his voice extremely high pitched.

"Sirius, please stop," Lily begged, but, of course, he didn't listen.

"Give it back, Black," Severus hissed at him, struggling against the magic that was holding him at bay. His wand was in his robes, if only he could get it. Sirius stared back at him, a mocking expression on his face.

"Or what? You'll hex me?" Sirius asked, knowingly.

"I will, once I am released from this spell," Severus gritted his teeth.

"I'm trembling in my robes," Sirius responded, grinning.

"Oh come on, Padfoot, at least give the poor git a chance," James nudged his friend, giving him a wink. Sirius smirked back.

"If you insist," Sirius complied, throwing the notebook onto the floor, and releasing Severus, who tried to reach for his wand in his robes to at least have a fighting chance against Sirius; however Severus was too late. "Petrificus Totalus." He was face down on the floor. He felt completely humiliated, he felt weak against the four, like he never had a chance in the first place. "Ah, Snivellus, aren't you going to get up?" Sirius raised his hands in mock-surrender. "Look! I'm giving you a free hit." Suddenly, Sirius was hit from behind, knocking him out. The remaining three Mauraders rushed to Sirius's side, Lily looked slightly conflicted, glancing at Sirius to Severus, before hurrying to Severus's side, and releasing him from the bind.

"Are you alright, Severus?" She placed her hand on his bicep, helping him up. Severus blushed slightly at the gesture, and nodded. Lily looked towards the other guys. "Will Sirius be alright?" That was another twinge in his heart.

"Yes, Lily," Remus answered, still looking over Sirius's body with concern. "He's just been Stupified. We'll take him to the nurse." James and Remus hoisted Sirus, trying to keep him steady. James looked and glared at Severus.

"You got lucky, Snivellus," He stated. "We'll be back." In an added measure, he kicked Severus's stuff, and Lily frowned at him.

"Potter," She said with a warning tone, but he casted her a sweet smile, his green eyes crinkling behind his frames, and sparkled with mischief. It was definitely a quick change of moods.

"Yes, my sweet Lily?" She gagged, and Severus glared at him harshly for the nickname. I'm afraid she is mine. The crowd was slowly dissipating.

"You ought to be more nicer," Lily stood up, and smiled at Severus, and he blushed again. He wanted to tell her not to leave him, and go with those bullies. He wanted to hold her in his arms. He wanted to tell her that he loved her. But he couldn't. "See you next time, Severus." And when was that? When he was getting bullied again? Severus looked down and back up for a few moments, and she was already down the hallway, her back turned against him, and she never looked back, and he felt loneliness and abandonment hit him. He started to gather his stuff of the floor, and he started to wonder when they had gotten so far apart, and he wondered if things will ever go back to normal between them. The only question that was not asked was who had helped him.

About a couple of yards away, there was a hill adjacent to the hallway, and there lay a girl, hands behind her head, and back against the trunk of an old tree, and her legs were crossed. Her wand was on top of her lap, and her eyes were shut, and she was content, a lazy grin of victory on her face, as she sighed in absolute bliss.

"Thank Merlin..." And she yawned, loudly, "There's no more noise." And she napped on top of that hill.

Thank you for reading, and please tell me if anyone is OOC or if my OC is becoming a Mary-Sue. But dun dun DUUUUNNN. Mysterious OC is mysterious.