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I walked through the door with you, the air was cold,
But something 'bout it felt like home somehow.
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house,
And you still got it in your drawer even now.
"And this here is Petunia's room," a nine-year-old Lily said, opening an intimidating white door for me.
"What are you doing in here?" Petunia herself shrieked, surprising Lily and me in to dropping whatever was in our hands at the time (our "wands" from the forest floor, and my tattered old scarf, a few years too well worn). "Get OUT!" Petunia yelled with surprising volume for such a small, bony girl.
Lily, feebly attempting to apologize, begged, "I'm really sorry, Tun-" but was cut off.
"Stay out of my room, and keep him out of the house!" She spat before slamming the door in our pale faces.
Those possessions showed up on the floor of Lily's room that night.
Lily never gave them back to me.
'Cause there we are again on that little town street.
You almost ran the red 'cause you were looking over me.
Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well.
"Hey Sev!" Lily shouted, her face barely visible due to the large waves of red blowing in front of it. "Bet you can't beat me to the park!"
I grinned, my twelve-year-old face bright with prospect of a challenge. "You're on!" I yell back.
We pedaled hard, Lily on her bike, me on Petunia's. We had become masters of evading her piercing eyes after all these summers together. She looked over her shoulder to check her standing, a good bike-and-a-half ahead, not noticing the fact that she was pedaling right for the biggest intersection on our route.
"Lily! Stop!" I shouted, and she stopped, just noticing that she was about 8 feet from being plowed down.
She smiled at me gratefully. "Thanks."
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red.
You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-size bed
And your mother's telling stories about you on a tee ball team
You tell me 'bout your past, thinking your future was me.
"What is this?" I asked, showing Lily a picture of herself at 6-years old, wearing a shirt donning the words "The Tigers", and holding something that looked like a longer version of a beater's bat.
"Oh, that's me in my tee-ball uniform. Muggle sport. I was terrible at it, believe it or not. Worse than I am at Quidditch." She responded, cheeks pink.
"I find that hard to believe," I say. After being at Hogwarts with Lily for 4 years, I knew that she was dreadful at Quidditch. She couldn't even get her broom to fly up at her call during the flying lesson First Year.
She playfully shoved me, releasing the picture from my grip before heading into the kitchen for a snack.
And I know it's long gone
And there was nothing else I could do
And I forget about you long enough
To forget why I needed to…
"Lily, please, please-" I begged, following her to Potions.
"Two words, Snape. Sod! Off!" She raged, not even turning to face me.
"I'm so sorry Lily, I never meant it I swear!" I promised, not even getting the time of day. I fumbled to a stop at the corner by the door to the classroom, noticing the Marauders waiting there. Upon seeing Lily, Potter lifted his arm to put it around her shoulder in condolence.
My only comfort was that she shoved the arm off and repeated the line that she said to me not twenty seconds ago.
"Two words, Potter. Sod! Off!"
I entered the classroom after them, making the mistake of having a bit of hope.
Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much,
And maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up.
Running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well.
I wasn't focusing on my N.E.W.T's notes. The warm June air was whipping off the lake, and it was too beautiful outside to study. It didn't help that I was settled under a tree, notes in my lap, staring off at a couple in the distance.
The girl was running away from the boy, her bright red locks flying behind her. The boy was taller than her, his messy black hair getting even more mussed up by the wind. They ran around for a few more minutes, until he finally grabbed her around the waist, hoisting her over his shoulder. She playfully kicked around, almost knocking his round glasses off his face, but both were laughing, and anyone could tell that the girl wasn't making too much effort to be put finally lowered her to the grass, and planted a kiss on her lips. The kiss was always the last straw for me (sometimes it was their matching smiles).
Gathering up my notes, I swept off to the cool air of the dungeons, trying to forget her happiness and my pain.
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it
I stood on Platform 9 ¾ , watching Lily rummage around in her trunk. Potter held it open for her, trying to help her find something she wanted to show her family and friends. I wasn't ready to leave yet, something felt wrong about leaving before Lily did.
I watched surreptitiously, not wanting anyone, especially Potter, to notice me watching his girlfriend. Something caught my eye though, lying misplaced in the trunk of things collected over 7 years at wizarding school. A memory floods back to the front of my mind, hidden underneath happier memories.
"What are you doing in here?" Petunia herself shrieked, surprising Lily and me in to dropping whatever was in our hands at the time (our "wands" from the forest floor, and my tattered old scarf, a few years too well worn). "Get OUT!" Petunia yelled with surprising volume for such a small, bony girl.
The scarf lay strewn over several books marked with things such as "Advanced Potion Making", and "1000 Magical Herbs and Fungi". I knew it was mine. Lily's family was well off enough that she would never have worn such a monstrosity.
She kept it. After everything, she kept the scarf. Maybe there was hope for us. Maybe she could be my friend, maybe she could realize that Potter wasn't worth her time, maybe she would know that she belonged with me.
My thoughts were broken about two seconds later by intense squealing coming from Alice Prewitt, Marlene McKinnon, and Mrs. Evans. Lily was holding open a box with a diamond, a rather large diamond, ring inside it. Potter had her clutched to his chest, and both him and Lily had identical grins.
It was too much. I did what I always did when I saw them doing anything that marked how happy they were, and how sad I was. I walked away, in this case from the Platform for the very last time.
But you keep my old scarf from that very first week
'Cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me
You can't get rid of it 'cause you remember it all too well
I now stumble into the house at Godric's Hollow, no longer holding back the feelings that I had so successfully kept from the Dark Lord minutes ago. Lily Evans, now Potter, is dead. She died, hating me, and everything I stood for. I hold her limp body to my chest, sobbing out everything I had ever wanted to say to her, but never did. I remember the girl who showed me her home, who nearly got hit by a car in competition, who gladly shared her past, who detested me more than she detested Potter himself, who grew to love him, and the woman that married him after everything he had done. I cry everything out, the anguish feasting at my heart. Because after everything that has transpired between us these past 11 years, I remember it all too well.
'Cause there we are again, when I loved you so
Back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known
It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well
Wind in my hair, you were there, you remember it all
Down the stairs, you were there, you remember it all
It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well
I almost cried writing that last part, I have to say. I really think that Snape was a good person at heart, despite everything that he's done wrong for our poor protagonists.
I had to remove the lyrics from the song, due to the Content Guidlines. Thanks go to catspats31 for letting me know.
Just updated this as of 8/18/14. Some big grammatical changes were made, and sentences were updated to increase the flow.
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