Author Note: The idea for the title came to mind this morning, and I've never written about Snape and Lily before, so I thought it might be fun to write. Please note that I'm a wholehearted James/Lily fan. I just wanted to try something different! Hope you enjoy.
Potter: My Anti-Snape
James Potter may be the best thing that ever happened to me.
True, he can be an arrogant toerag. And sometimes he doesn't know when he needs to be serious.
But all in all, I'm proud to be his girlfriend. I don't know if I'll ever meet someone as loyal and brave as he is.
And for the most part, being with him keeps my mind off Sev.
Sev,my former best friend. My partner in crime. I still can't believe he would turn on me after all those years.
That's why I'm with James, the much better catch of the two. James would never sacrifice his best friends in order to "belong." James would never hurt me.
He says that he loves me. I think I love him, too. I know he would do everything in his power to protect me. He makes promises I know he can keep. He's told me I'm beautiful more times than I can count. And maybe he's not perfect all the time, but his intentions are honorable and I know that I can trust him.
I'll admit that I miss Sev. We had such fun together… he was the one who told me I was a witch in the first place! I don't believe I could have gotten through all of that without him.
I miss those days when we were close. I still remember the summer before fifth year, when Sev came over for supper nearly every night and stayed as late as he could before his mother called him home. Some nights, we would lie on the ground, looking up at the stars, and just talk.
Our conversations were mixed with heavy and light material, depending on the night, but they always reminded me of why we were best friends. We could talk about anything.
It was during those nights when I wished everything would disappear except for us. I guess I knew even then that the walls would close in soon; I knew Sev had been associating with some of the scariest Slytherins in the school, and that maintaining our friendship in school had been difficult.
But at night, lying outside my house, I could try to ignore what I already knew was coming. Those were the nights when a part of me thought that one day I could even fall in love with him.
Fifth year was possibly the hardest for me. Watching Sev completely change before my eyes, I knew I couldn't keep him forever. The day he called me "Mudblood" had ruined all chances of that.
I still remember the first time I got off the train for the summer without him. Mum kept asking me, for about a week, if he had gotten a girlfriend or something, if I was terribly heartbroken and needed a cup of tea. Dad wanted to know where my sallow best friend was, why he wasn't constantly showing up at the house anymore.
And then, two years passed. Now we're basically strangers, minus the occasional head nod of acknowledgment when no one else is around.
So there are reasons why James is a much worthier boyfriend than Sev will ever be. James is basically the anti-Sev. He would never hurt me just to fit in. Scratch that – he would never hurt me, period. He has his heart in the right place and is possibly the bravest person I know.
But in spite of everything, I still can't shake off all these "what-ifs."
Author Note: Okay, maybe not my best. But it's different from my usual, and I think I like it. I hope you do too. :)