Just a little songfic about the day Lily and Severus' friendship came to it's end. I changed it a bit from the books, added a little something. Review, just to let me know what you think!

The song is "Missed the Boat", from Modest Mouse, from the CD "We were dead before the ship even sank." I'm pretty sure the lyrics are wrong-ish, but, even so, I seriously recommend listening to the song as you read. It adds a lot to it.

Disclaimer: The characters and the situations I use belong to J. K. Rowling. The song belongs to Modest Mouse


While we're on the subject

Could we change the subject now?

I was knocking on your ears

Don't worry, you were always out

"Lily…please … I didn't mean to call you…that. I just-"

"Don't Severus. Just don't."

She stalked off, leaving him quite alone.

He whispered into the solitary darkness of the hallway,

"I'm sorry… I'm so sorry…"

Looking towards the future

We were begging for the past

Well we knew we had the good things

But those never seemed to last

Oh please just last

He leaned against a tree, tears falling from his tightly shut eyes.

His one true friend…the one person who'd have done anything for him…had gone forever.

Out of spite, out of anger, he had lashed out and lost it all.

Everyone's unhappy

Everyone's ashamed

Well we all just got caught looking

At somebody else's page

This was all Potter's fault.

He, Severus, had finally had everything he wanted, and that wretched Potter took it all away.

Well nothing ever went

Quite exactly as we planned

Our ideas held no water

But we used them like a damn

What could he ever do now?

He stood up straight, and proud. He was a Slytherin, after all.

He could move on. He would move on.

Oh, and we carried it all so well

As if we got a new position

Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell

Saying yes, this is a fine promotion

Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell

His love for Lily lay, not forgotten, but stored within him.

He walked into the castle, an evil grin forming on his pale lips.

Lily had always stopped his dream of following the Dark Lord.

Now, there were no obstacles.

Of course everyone goes crazy

Over such and such and such

We made ourselves a killer

We just used it as a crutch

We were certainly uncertain

At least I'm pretty sure I am

Well, we didn't need the water

But we just built that go' god damn

He chose one of the fireplaces in the library.

He sprinkled the powder and yelled a name into the flames. Barely a minute later, a person emerged.

"You called, Severus? Have you considered my offer?"

"Yes, Lucius. My answer is yes."

"Very well, then. The Dark Lord will be pleased."

Oh, and I know this all myself

I stood in front for all the peopl

eOh, and I know this all myself

We listen while life hangs on

And the sound of life's sweet bliss

A gasp, an almost-scream, a sob.

As Lucius returned through the flame to his home, Severus whipped around.

He knew that voice.

Was it ever worth it?

Was there all that much to gain

Well we knew we missed the boat

And we'd already missed the plane

"Lily…" he whispered, but he knew it would make no difference.

"Th-the Dark Lord, Severus? The one who hates and-and murders p-people like me?"

His heart shattered. The fear in her voice was unbearable.

We didn't read the invite

We just dance at our wake

All our favorites were playing

So we could shake, shake, shake, shake, shake

"Lily, I-"

"You…you joined him? You're g-going to help him?"

"No, Lily, I…he…there's a job he needs doing."

"A j-job…"

He wanted to comfort her, console her, but she was beyond his reach.

What he had been before this day had disappeared.

She knew this.

Tiny curtains open and we heard the tiny clap of little hands

A tiny man would tell a little joke and get a tiny laugh from all the folks

Sitting drifting around in bubbles and thinking it was us that carried them

When we finally got it figured out that we had truly missed the boat

For the second time she fled.

Only this time, it was not out of contempt and anger, but out of terror.

Leaving him, for the last time, completely alone.

Oh, and we carried it all so well

As if we got a new position

Oh, and we owned all the tools ourselves

But not the skills to make a shelf with

Oh, what useless tools ourselves.