A/N: Hiya! Recently got back into reading fanfiction and wanted to give some of mine a bash again. This was my first fanfic and I never finished it, so will be aiming to do that! It' undergoing a course of rewrites and chapter changes, so let me know what you think! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling – unfortunately.

All I could do was walk away. How could he call me that? How could Sev do this to me? I always defend him against Potter and his gang of cronies, year in year out, and is he grateful? No. No is the answer to that. And, what's worse Potter was right, he is a slimy git. He is Snivellus.

Behind me I could still hear everyone laugh at Snape's embarrassment, but I could no longer hear the voice of James Potter. And this comforted me, I've had enough of boys for one day.

I headed back to the lake to collect my bag, socks and shoes. I could see them all, my friends, Dorcus, Marlene and even Dakota pitting me with their sympathetic eyes. They were stood on the bank of the lake dipping their toes in the water. Dakota tried to approach me, her golden curled hair blowing in the breeze. I couldn't talk to her not now. I shook my head at her, and she stopped her approach instantly. I slammed my feet it my shoes, picked up my bag and socks and I walked off without a word to anyone.

I stomped away, hugging my leather satchel around my waist, as I went. I clung to it for protection or comfort I couldn't be sure. Narcissa Black was right it was a man's satchel, but it's all I have left of my Dad.

I walked briskly past the gathering crowd under the nearby beech tree. My eyes flashed over, I could see Remus Lupin sitting on a large stone some feet away from his fellow marauders. Watching the scene with disdain, I hoped.

That's what they call themselves the marauders. Oh dee da, look at, me look at me, I'm a marauder, big whoop! Everyone loves them, everyone but me that is. The only bearable one is my fellow prefect Remus Lupin. I could see him glance in my direction and smile timidly, I couldn't help but smile back - Remus was a nice person, but how could he have friends like those?

I turned my head away, and continued towards the great oak doors. Until I was firmly through. I decided I should head back to the Gryffindor common room. I began to climb on of Hogwarts' 144 staircases, all the way up to the Gryffindor's 7th floor common room.

I bid the Fat lady good day and scurried inside. I knew it wasn't long until Dakota came looking for me. Hurriedly, I climbed the staircase to the girl's dormitories and placed my school bag on my bed. Grabbing my cloak I walked back out of the Gryffindor common room, and turned left outside the portrait.

I kept walking until I reached my window, just along the corridor from Ancient Runes. No one ever bothers to go down here. I sat on the ledge and looked out of the clear glass. The crowd had indeed dispersed and I could make out little specs of black dotted over the grounds.

An orange sunset cast over the Scottish snow-capped mountains. It's times like this I forget what's happened, but this time that wave of relief never washed over me. I pulled my knees up to my chest securely, and let steady breaths draw in and out. Even as I calmed my breath, I felt it draw in and out quicker and quicker. Then I finally broke, tears streaked down my face, I buried my head into my knees, and broke down into sobs.

It felt like hours had passed, until I had finally stopped crying. I dried my eyes on the end of my school blouse and sat there with my thoughts. I was thinking so deeply about everything that had happened, everything that should have happened. If Sev hadn't of called me a mudblood, I would be celebrating the end of owls, but no I'm crying on the 6th floor because of boy! But, he wasn't just a boy was he, he was my best friend.

I felt so frustrated I didn't even hear the scurrying footsteps of a person I definitely didn't want to see.

"Um Lily," James said kneeling down so that he was looking up at me.

"Potter," I sighed. "After earlier I thought you'd get it that I don't want to go out with you," I said exhausted.

"Oh, I know that, it's just that it upsets me to see you upset. I came here to make sure you were okay," as he said this, his sad hazel eyes looked earnestly into mine.

"Thanks I'm fine, or I will be. Anyway how in Hogwarts did you find me? This is where I go to think, not even Snape knows, and I've known him since we were little."

A lone tear trickled down on of my pale cheeks, as I remembered all my times with Sev. Suddenly I felt a soft hand wipe away the lone tear. James pulled his hand away quickly and blushed.

I reluctantly pulled my legs down, and I patted my hand on the space where my legs used to be. James got up from his kneeling position and sat next to me.

"Why James, I need to know why. After years of pulling pranks and mocking Sev why are you being nice to me? I'm not a trophy you can have, and you're only being nice to claim me because I don't drool over you," I said this all quite fast and finished looking at my now dull school shoes.

"Lily, I've always liked you ever since I saw you in Diagon Alley- remember," I nodded slowly. "It's just I never knew how to get your attention, and if being an idiot is what it took I'd do it all over again," he finished, it was James' turn to look at his feet.

"I need to go and finish my ancient Runes essay, " I gave James one last look and left my spot by the window, and walked down the corridor.

I, Lily Evans, am now perplexed. Sev called me a MUDBLOOD. James Potter is actually trying to be nice!

I will have to deal with James' growing friendliness towards me. Right now I have to deal with my former best friend Severus Snape.

I couldn't go to the dungeons, definitely not the best idea for a muggleborn, especially alone. I shuddered at the thought of what the Slytherins were capable of. No, Severus Snape could would get revenge on the highest level, this would hurt and humiliate him the way he did me. He better be at breakfast.

A/N: Chapter two will be up by the end of this week! Don't forget to R&R