A/n: I began writing this the Saturday after I saw the finale Harry Potter movie. I felt a strange connection to Snape in this last movie... because the dream sequence when Harry saw his memories. I don't know, I guess really wanted to write a story about Snape because I felt compelled too. Does that make sense? I don't really care it does or not... This is my series of chapter-each drabbles on the subject of Severus Snape!
PS: Anyone have a better idea for a title? I'm not sure if I like my title... I'm 'all ears' for suggestions.
The Friend
Chapter 1: Magical
Severus' POV
It was a wet July morning.
Though the mist of morning had not yet subsided, the sun was streaming through the soft cloud-like haze. My fingers fumbled in a knot in front of me, still trying to figure out how I should hold them. As I pushed a black hair from my face, a figure came into view. In a flurry of red hair, green eyes and misty morning air, Lily Evans stood at the hill's foot looking up at me. I smiled, and reached out a hand to greet her.
She climbed the small muddy hill in her rain goulashes, sputtering mud about as she went; I watched her intently.
"Lils!" I called, excitedly.
She enchanted me; the way her smile curled a bit when she laughed, the way her fingers twitched closer and closer to mine. The way her green eye's twitched up at me unafraid, unlike so many other people. She wasn't wary of me, like the others- she cared for me. My only true friend in Cokeworth, I'd spent many a morning with her at the top of the hill looking at the clouds, looking at the trees, watching her- watching me. It was an inseparable friendship at best, at least the best I had known.
Lily plopped onto a dry spot beside me; I noticed she was totting something under her peacoat. She leaned back into the freshly dewed grass, looking up at the clouded yet perfect sky. I followed suit.
"Severus. Do you think that cloud looks a cat?"
"Yes." I answered, not even looking at the cloud; I was watching Lily.
"Do you think that cloud looks like a rabbit?"
"Yes."
"Do you think that cloud looks like snapdragon?"
"Yes."
"Do you think that cloud looks like that other cloud that looks like a rabbit?"
"Yes." I answered once more, and again not even looking at the cloud.
"Severus," Lily teased, she rolled on her back to look at me. "You're not even looking at the clouds..."
Uh-oh. I turned to the sky, and attempted to change the subject.
"Yes, yes I am... looking that cloud looks like Mrs. Cornwelch." I said pointing to a cloud that looked as it resembled our strange wart-covered neighbor and mimicking Lily's cloud watching etiquette.
"No it doesn't." Lily laughed, pushing her small hand against me playfully.
"Yes it does. See it even has a wart on its forehead."
Lily laughed, and looked up where I was pointing.
"No it doesn't," Lily remarked playfully."It needs another wart on its chin..." She added pointing her index finger at a corner of the face-shaped cloud.
We laughed. Lily sat up and watched me for a second.
"I almost forgot," She said pulling something out of her inside coat pocket. "I got this in the post yesterday." Lily announced, passing it in between us. It was a large beige envelope, scrawled onto with fancy exquisite writing. I recognized it immediately, as I'd gotten the exact letter the day before. The coincidence made me smile; so it was true, Lily Evans was a witch as I had suspected.
"I did too." I pulled the letter out of my pants pocket, which I had folded up into halves for safekeeping. She was wide-eyed.
"But-"
"-Did you read it?" I asked watching her green eyes flick from my letter to hers, back and forth. It's almost cute, the way her eyes fly about.
"Yes... it doesn't make any sense."
"Why wouldn't it?"
"What?"
She gazed at me inquisitively. I had chuckle a bit watching her compare the two letters, holding them up to the sunlight, comparing the hand writing. They matched impeccably, only the names were changed. Like Lily and I the letters came from a world of mystery, magic, and lore. Lily just didn't know it yet.
"What? You never noticed you're different?"
She doesn't even know...
"Well sort of... Petunia's got blondish hair and I don't, and I'm shorter than most girls in my family-"
"-Different like me."
"Like you?"
"Like me," I answered following her sing-song pattern.
"Were from the same lot of people you and I. Different from most."
"We're different?" Lily said almost surprisingly repulsed, emphasizing the word like it meant we had a suspicious disease.
"-Not like that. Different... in other ways, like you're, your- magical."
"What?"
Lily's green eyes stared at me with innocence; she had no idea how magical she really was.
A/n: Well first one done! :)
- Eilleena.