Author's Note: Hello, this is Leonardo from the DaVinciClub and this is my first fanfiction on this account. This is the first chapter and I plan on updating again in the next week or so. Please note that I am an American so I'm doing my best with British slang. If you feel I'm using a word wrong just let me know. Also let me know if you find any grammatical or spelling errors so I can fix them right away. Thanks so much for reading!
The head girls badge gleamed proudly on the perfect robes of Lily Evans as she strode through the corridor of the train and located the prefects department up front. There she sat, at 10:45 as she waited for her fellow prefects to arrive at 11.
The fiery redhead could never actually be described as punctual. She had a difficult time planning ahead and would often arrive shortly after the bell rung, with disheveled clothing and some sort of on the go breakfast if it were early. Lily Evans was not a morning person.
But despite her occasional tardiness she was the darling of every teacher, with near perfect grades and a zero detention record. She was kind to you if you reciprocated and if she didn't like you it was because you had wronged her at least twice. Lily believed in second chances but after that, you were done. When not pushed to near explosive anger she walked around with a presence that could only be described as kind. Nothing about her was false, from her appearance to her personality. At least, that's what they saw.
Lily was stressed beyond belief. As head girl she needed to become organized and punctual and maintain her perfect grades, all while coping with strenuous duties associated with being head girl. Today, so far she was punctual.
Apparently so was someone else.
Severus Snape walked into the compartment and closed the door behind him. So this was a private affair huh? Being alone with him made her anxious now after the incident in 5th year. They hadn't spoken since then and Lily no longer trusted him. What had he done over the summer? Did he attack innocent muggles? Who had he killed?
"What do you want, Severus?" she sneered in an icy tone. He noticed she no longer used the pet name Sev, and it pained him. He should have never said that awful word. If it weren't for the Potter bastard...
"Spit it out now before I hex you into oblivion!" She threatened.
" Lily, I'm sorry..." he started but she interrupted.
" Oh, two years later and your sorry! We'll guess what? The Oscar goes to SOMEONE ELSE! You called me a disgusting insult, don't say a word to me and you think that sorry is just going to put everything back together? You were my best friend Severus. I loved you like a brother and you betrayed me because that toe rag Potter, embarrassed you. "
" Lily!" He yelled, breaking her out of her rant. Everything she said was true and it reopened wounds that he had worked so hard to close. But, he guessed if they were actually closed in the first place he wouldn't be here groveling for her forgiveness.
" I should have never ever called you that word and I regret it so much, you have no idea. I think about it every day and I just wish I could be your friend again. Please join me. The dark lord needs people like you, like me to help him with his cause." he pleaded.
" Lord Voldemort is an evil disgusting man who murders innocent people. I would never ever join him and it makes me sick that you would believe the rubbish he uses to get you to join him. How could you do this Severus! His cause is to murder mud bloods, people exactly like me! " she was yelling louder now, her voice almost shrieking with rage and fear.
"Don't ever call yourself that again! You're not a mudblood, you're and excellent witch! The dark lord would make an exception. Please Lily! It's the only way I know how to protect you..."
" Bullshit Snape!" So she's resorted to using last names now... "In their eyes I'm nothing more than a filthy lower class citizen who doesn't deserve to be alive. You think the same thing about everyone else with muggle parents, why am different?!"
" Because I love you Lily!" There it was, he had done it now...
"You don't insult people you love Severus!"
"He's going to I'll you if you don't come with me why can't you see that!" They were screaming now. Students were going to be on the train any minuet and here they were, in the stuffy prefects compartment yelling their hearts out to each other, faces flushed with anger, shaking so terrible with tears threatening to spill over any seconds now.
" I don't need your protection. Get out." She said, barely over a whisper, her voice shaking with a rage that hadn't yet been unleashed. It was all she could do hold it in before wands were pulled out and it became a full fledged duel.
Severus slammed the door to the compartment so hard Lily thought it would shatter. Upon inspection she noticed there were a few hairline fractures. Nothing a little reparo couldn't fix. After completing the spell she collapsed on the floor and buried her face in her hands. She began dry sobbing and her eyes were burning with the laborious task of keeping the tears inside the ducts. After fifth year she promised herself she would not shed another tear over Severus Snape. That was a promise she had no intention of breaking.
After about 5 minuets, she felt she had sobbed a sufficient amount. She glanced down at her watch and noticed that her fellow prefects would arrive in no later than 5 minuets. With some effort, Lily managed to push her self up from the floor and smooth out her skirt. Her face felt puffy, and her cheeks felt flush but hopefully no one would be able to tell she had been crying…correction, dry sobbing.
She took a seat in one of the chairs and waited for her head boy to arrive. She despised Potter with every fiber of her being but she couldn't argue that he was never late.
Speak of the devil… She thought as the arrogant toe rag himself paraded around the corner and swept into the room. The git probably thought that whomever he chose to grace with his presence should consider themselves the luckiest human beings alive. But Lily could see past that. She knew that Potter was just a bullying prat who skated thought life by his charms and good looks. How he managed to receive the head boy position without even being a prefect was beyond her.
He took a seat next to her and even though she completely hated having him so close to her, she deemed it appropriate since they were running the meeting. Lily hoped that during her term as head girl they would be able to get by with little conversation, but knowing potter that was unlikely.
"Sooo Evans," he began with a cheeky grin as he began to scoot his chair closer to her, "Have a nice summer?" he tried to twirl his fingers through her hair but she swatted him away and scooted her chair away as well.
"My summer is none of your business potter and I suggest you keep your perverted hands off of me before I hex you where you don't want to be hexed." She spat at him, her words dripping with venom.
" So eager to get into my pants Evans, well if you insist." He replied.
He then stood up in front of her and proceeded to undo the zipper on his pants. Before she could even scream what the hell are you doing potter! The prefects began to file through the doors and were met with the scandalous sight. The head boy was standing with his zipper down in front of the head girl.
"It's not what you think!" Lily yelled, he cheeks flush with embarrassment.
She then kicked potter in the stomach and he fell to the floor with a thud. Despite the extremely hard kick, he was rolling around laughing uncontrollably and yelling, "It's exactly what you think," between spurts of body rocking laughter.
Lily doubted that she had ever been more embarrassed in her life. What a great way to start the year. The prefects she was supposed to be commanding probably thought she was a cheap slag. They too were clutching their stomachs and laughing, all except for Remus who stood off to the side with his arms folded across his chest, a knowing smile playing on his lips. Lily always thought Remus was attractive enough and he was very intelligent, but she had always thought of him like a brother. There was never any spark.
She supposed it was time to quiet them down and get down to business.
"All right, quiet down!" she shouted over the raucous laughter, her voice sounding more confidant than she felt. "Potter, get off the floor and help me run this thing."
"Of course! Anything for you, Lily darling!" he responded in a sickly sweet voice, flashing her his pearly white teeth.
Lily just gritted her teeth and tried to control the anger that threatened to overwhelm her. "We'll talk about this later!" she hissed.
"Right…in the bedroom…gotcha." he said with a wink.
"No Potter! No Bedroom! There is not, nor will there ever be a Bedroom! Do you understand?!"
"Oh, I understand, likes to do it anywhere but the bedroom. Kinky Evans, I like it!"
Lily just turned to the prefects who were holding in their snickers.
"Laughing just eggs him on! Why can't you guys see that?" she yelled over the continuous laughter.
The prefects immediately quieted themselves and took a seat. There were a few mutters of sorry but most of them just smiled and tried not to laugh anymore.
"You know," Lily began, "You guys are supposed to be the most well behaved students at Hogwarts, the students that the first years look up to. Right now you just look like a bunch of bystanders, people who encourage the bully. I don't know how James came to be my…er…partner, but I hope the experience helps mature him a bit more. And right now you aren't helping."
She glared at them with the look she inherited from her mother, a look that instantly makes the people receiving it feel guilty. That wiped the smiles off their faces.
"Alright," she said, "Lets get down to business."
And so they began, passing out timetables and in forming the new prefects of their duties. They reminded the returning ones of the rules and informed them the time in which they were to patrol the train corridors. James and Lily were to take the first patrol.
As the prefects began to file out Lily grabbed James's robes and pulled him back into the compartment. It was time she gave him a piece of her mind.
"What exactly was that for potter?" she hissed, glaring at him menacingly.
"Why Lily dear, what ever are you talking about?" he asked innocently.
"Cut the crap Potter. You now what I'm talking about. Why did you choose to embarrass me in front of them? How can they respect me now? They think I'm a slag!"
"Lily," his voice softened considerably, "You could never be a slag. I know that, and so do they."
Wow, James Potter being nice. That was new.
"No they don't. They think I go around blowing every guy I meet. You just ruined my year. How do you expect me to recover from this?" she was speaking calmly, almost defeated.
"Lily, I'm sorry. I really am. They know you would never do that. You the most innocent person I know. That's why I lo…enjoy messing with you…" What did he almost just say…?
"If you're sorry will you stop pranking me?" she asked a little too hopefully.
"Oh, Evans, tsk tsk tsk. You know I could never do that." He flashed his pearly grin again.
"You Prat!" she yelled. She then proceeded to punch him in the chest repeatedly.
"There's my feisty red! Wouldn't be Hogwarts without her!" he exclaimed proudly.
"I am not your property!" she huffed. And with that, she turned on her heel and marched off to patrol the corridors. It was obvious James was not to follow.
He turned in the other direction and wiped his forehead. He almost told her he loved her. Merlin, that was close.