A/N: I originally wrote this as an audition piece for the role of Lily a Marauder era Harry Potter RP community on LiveJournal. I decided not to join the community though. So, here's what could be an excerpt from the diary of Lily Evans.

I originally planned for this to be a one-shot, but one of my friends told me to continue it, hence the multiple chapters! The next chapter takes place the year following this, so I'm using this mainly as an introduction to set up the mood for the rest of the story.

Enjoy!

June 1976

That arrogant idiot James Potter! Will he ever grow up? I doubt it. He and his three friends simply love to entertain themselves at others' expense. They're stupid idiots, the lot of them.

Today they tormented their favorite culprit: Severus Snape, or "Snivellus" as they prefer to call him. It was after we had taken out O.W.L.S. for Defense against the Dark Arts. Most of the students went to the front lawn for fresh air. I went and stood by the lake with some of the other girls. Potter and his friends stood under the beech tree near by. Not five minutes had passed when I heard them bullying Snape. I turned to see Snape choking on the soapsuds that were coming out of his mouth.

I looked at James to see him and his friends laughing. "Leave him alone!" I shouted at them.

James turned to me and replied with a haughty "All right, Evans?"

And so it went, James torturing Snape, me begging him to stop, and James replying that he would only stop if I would go out with him, the arrogant, pig-headed, jerk.

I'd had enough when James turned Snape over, dangling in the air, robes hanging over his head. Gosh, where are the teachers when you need them most?

I shouted at James to leave Snape alone as loud as I could, pulling out my own wand.

"Ah, Evans," he replied," Don't make me hex you!"

One moment the idiot wants me to go out with him. The next he is threatening to hex me! Is that supposed to make me want to go out with him? The boy is so stupid!

James stopped tormenting Snape. Snape yelled that...that he didn't need...mudbloods...like me to defend him. I turned to him and said, "Fine, I won't bother in the future. And if I'd wash your pants if I were you, Snivellus."

James yelled at Snape, demanding that he apologize to me. I informed him that I didn't need him to make Snape apologize to me.

Even though I detest Snape, I don't like the way James and his friends treat him. No human deserves to be treated that way! But of course, we mustn't forget, James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter are above all other humans! Or so they like to think. I can't stand any of them.

I still can't believe that Snape called me a...mudblood. He's called me that before, so I'm not thoroughly shocked, but my gosh! I was trying to help him! See if I ever do that again.

It's not like I have much support back at home anyway. Mum and Dad were ecstatic at first, but are now wishing I were at home more. When I am at home, they are so thrilled to see me that they hardly ever let me out of their sight. Petunia has come to resent me, and ignores me as much as she can. My Muggle friends feel betrayed by me and ask how I can expect them to want me around during the holidays, when I don't write or call them while I'm at my "boarding school". It's not like I don't want to stay in touch with them, I just don't want to answer all their questions when an owl arrives at their breakfast table, carrying a letter from me and demanding a piece of toast. I often find myself thinking that maybe life would be easier had I remained a Muggle.

Well, it's getting late, so I'd better go to sleep.
Lily Evans