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It Ends Tonight
Prologue
Mudblood.
Although she tried to dismiss that cursed word from her thoughts, it kept resounding in her mind. Annoyed, Lily Evans closed sharply the dictionary of Ancient Runes an put it on the one of Potion for the fifth – year, fitting together perfectly the two hardcover. Then she dedicated herself to the parchment that was lying on the table at which she sat, in the middle of a revising session for the imminent exam. At her left Transfiguration's notes, at her right the Defence Against the Dark Arts' ones. Lily checked if their order was chronological. It was. She had started to put them away when Alice closed her own dictionary, leaving the quill she was using to underline the main meaning of a word between the pages.
"Lily," she sighed, rubbing her forehead with an hand.
"What?"
"I know what Snape told you was awful, but—"
Lily completely forgot about her notes and glared at her friend.
"What has Sev—Snape to end up in this conversation?" said Lily, stopping abruptly at the first name of the boy they were discussing, looking fiercely at the girl who sat before her, challenging her to say that the insult he had addressed to her a little earlier had hurt her feelings.
Mudblood.
Alice raised her eyebrows.
"You're reorganizing like a maniac. I know you, Lily. And don't deny it," she went on, seeing her friend open her mouth to retort, "I've seen you acting this way only in occasion like this one. The mess that's generally our Dormitory is a point for me, to start with…"
Lily lowered her gaze on the dark – wooden table.
"What I wanted to tell you, Lily," started again Alice, gently this time, "is that generally you don't care about such things. I've never seen you cry because some idiots tried to make you feel like you're –" the girl seemed to search for the right word "unworthy to stay here because your parents are Muggles."
Lily said nothing.
"What I don't understand," finished Alice, retaking her quill and toying with it, looking at it like it was the most interesting objects she'd ever punt her hands on, "is why a person like Snape can affect you like this."
Lily raised her face.
"We have been friend since – since the summer before our first year at Hogwarts," answered Lily, gazing into the distance, her voice a bit uncertain. "Or that's what I thought."
"What do you see in that boy, Lily?" burst out Alice, incredulous, "How can you say he's your friend, a guy who despise and offend you by calling you Mudblood?"
She had stressed the last word, in spite of the fact that she was whispering.
Mudblood.
Lily ran her fingers through her hair and didn't answer.
Okay, that was the prologue of a short fanfiction. I loved "The Prince's Tale" when I read it, so I couldn't stop myself and started writing this. Hope you like it.
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