"James, try to unders-"
"Try to UNDERSTAND?! Lily! There is nothing for me to 'try to understand'! You were snogging another guy! That's all there is to it!"
"No, James," Lily began, "It wasn't what it looked like, I was-"
"Trying to shove your tongue down his throat while he did the same?" I suggested angrily.
I quickly learned that it was the wrong thing to say. Lily's eyes darkened, and I braced myself for a temper I hadn't felt for two weeks. She whipped her wand out at the speed of light and had it pointed at my chest before I could blink.
"Listen, Potter," Lily hissed. I cringed at her use of my last name. "I've listened to you," She jabbed my chest with the end of her wand with every word. "And it's about damn time that you listened to me," I spared a second to glance at the wand that was now emitting sparks. I'd hate to have a duel with Lily, I knew that she was just as good with a wand, if not better, than I was. She could definitely inflict major damage. "I know what you saw looked bad, but-"
"No, no, Lily! It was just absolutely splendid seeing you and some muggle going at it," I drawled out sarcastically before I could stop myself. "I mean, really Lily? A muggle? You couldn't have done any better than a muggle?"
I heard Lily gasp sharply. "Oh! Well I'm sorry Potter, you seemed to have forgotten that my parents are muggles, my sister is also a muggle and that I am muggleborn!"
I instantly regretted the words I had said earlier. "Oh Merlin, Lily! You-"
"It's Evans to you," she interrupted.
"Oh, come on, Lily! You know I didn't mean what I said! I was just angry," I pleaded desperately.
"But, I get angry, don't I? You know I have a horrible temper but I've managed to control it for the sake of us. I didn't unleash the 'infamous Lily Evans temper' on that slag from Hufflepuff that I caught flirting with you! Heck, I didn't even utter a single rude word to her! But why is it that I always feel like I'm the one trying in this relationship?!"
"Lily," I began. "I didn't mean to hurt you, I just, I just," I struggled to find the right words. "Lost it?"
"So you just 'lost it', I see," Lily walked closer to me so that her face was only centimeters from mine and I could see the tears welling in her beautiful emerald eyes. In different circumstances, I might have kissed her, but I knew that it definitely wasn't the time. "You know what, James . . ." her voice was cold and sharp. Each word felt as if it was a cut to the face. "I guess you've lost me, too,"
She turned sharply, letting me catch a whiff of her bright red hair as it whipped across my face. She swiftly left the room. The moment the door closed, I sat down on my favorite armchair, our favorite armchair, before I let out a shaky breath and burst into tears.
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