My first poem and Severus Snape and Lily Evans fic ever. I think it is an interesting match, though I believe that Lily and James were soul mates. But Snape being in love with Lily would explain a lot of things.

Snape only ever insults James, never Lily, when he is talking to Harry. "Your father" this and "You undoubtedly noticed how much like his father he is?" that. Never does he mention his detestation for Lily. Why would that be? Why did Severus fight to hide the memory from OotP so carefully, it could not have just been because he was humiliated. This would just show how cruel James had been and throw it in Harry's face. I think it might be because he was angry after insulting Lily, or something like that.

Why didn't Voldemort just kill Lily mercilessly? He believed that Snape was on his side, and perhaps he knew how Snape felt for her, and he was a valuable Death Eater, even though he was a spy.

So sit back and enjoy. This'll probably be one of my only oneshots, just because it is a poem, and one of my few SS/LE fanfics, because the past is the past, and if they had a relationship, it was over like twenty years ago.

Unwilling Love

His eyes bore into hers

But by this intimidation she was not deterred

Her hair was as red and vibrant as a burning fire

And her looks of hate did not quell his burning desire

In his cloak of black

He watched her

She could not turn back

He was part of Lord Voldemort's precious flock

But why...oh why did this some as such a shock?

The battle waged on

There they fought

There they stayed

She could deny it naught

His debt would yet to be repaid

James fought nearby, but he could not see

The looks his lover was giving the enemy

She, naturally, wondered why?

Why was he with the Dark Lord, and why must here she die?

Her wand lay at her feet

And why was he being so discreet?

If he is to kill me, do it now

He could not

And he backed away

She would not die at his hand

This emotion came at him like a flood

How could he feel for this worthless Mudblood?

He could do nothing to deny this

How he longed for her touch

For her kiss

He told others differently

But when push came to shove

His ardent hate

Had turned to irreversable love.

Tell me what you think.