Hellooooo everyone xD
umm well here is a Jily story I kinda wrote xD It'll be a three-shot , maybe , so tell me if you like it , yeah? :)
warning! it does have swearing! :D
oh and also , I don't own Harry Potter , the setting , characters or anything (damn ...) :D
enjoy ... :)
"Do you think I should, Remus?" I ask worriedly. "Maybe he doesn't like me like that. Oh no, I bet he doesn't! What am I going to do?" I ramble to one of my best friends, Remus Lupin.
Remus sighs and puts his Muggle Romance book, Romeo and Juliet, down. He pulls himself up and rests his back on a tree. He looks very tired from last night. It must be so hard for him, and I instantly regret hammering him with questions.
"To be perfectly honest, Lily, I don't think it's a good idea. Severus, well, he doesn't seem the type too have girlfriends, more like mistresses. I honestly don't think that it would be a good idea for someone .. like you .. to be dating Severus." Bloody Remus. Always thinking 10 years ahead. I sigh, very emotionally frustrated. I'm just about to reply when I here an all-too-familiar yelp of pain from down by the lake.
Oh no! Stupid Potter. I swear, if he is annoying Severus again …
Remus continues his book, but I move to get up. Remus grabs my arm instantly to stop me. "No" he says pleadingly, "Please don't Lily. You'll get hurt." I scoff and shrug his hand off my arm. Remus is nice, but sometimes he doesn't accept that I can take care of myself.
I stand, my anger already bubbling. I storm to the waters edge, where Potter is putting yet another Bat-Boggey hex on Severus. I should be used to this by now, I think to myself as I see Black and Pettigrew hexing Severus as well, laughing right along with Potter. Maybe I am used to it, but it doesn't make seeing him in pain any better. Severus means so much to me, more then those cold hearted gits will ever understand. I just can't let him be tormented like that. At times I think I may be falling in love with him …
"Oi! Potter! Stop hexing Severus, will you?!" I flip an annoying strand of red hair from my face. Sirius looks at me, and smirks, although lowers his wand slightly. Sirius has made it his mission to get Potter and I together and he thinks that doing what I say sometimes will accomplish that. Yeah, right! Peter cowers away immediately, running to Remus, who usually treats him nice, unlike the other two. They are horrible to him! Anyway, as expected, Potter just acts cockier, not even bothering to look Severus in the eyes before sending another curse his way.
"I said stop it!" I yell, pulling my wand out. Ugh! Potter can be so infuriating at times! I give him one of my famous death stares before raising my wand higher. Potter falters slightly. There are certain advantages to having a renowned personality as fiery as your hair, and he has more then once before felt the wrath of my wand. Potter recovers quickly enough, though, flicking his wand at Severus arrogantly. I see Severus' body contort in pain, and I feel my own heart give a jolt.
"Any last words to your girlfriend, Snape?" Potter spits, the jealousy in his voice very evident. 'Merlin' I think to myself, exasperated, 'he cant still be going on about the whole being in love with me thing, can he?!' It actually sickens me to know that he won't give up. It sickens me that he has been playing these silly games with my head for the last 6 years.
Severus turns his head slightly, so as to look directly at me. His face softens as I look into his eyes, but then he assumes a stone-cold look that I have only seen him give his worst enemies, like Potter or Black. I have never seen this look aimed at me. Ever. Then he speaks, his voice hoarse, but somehow full of venom. "I … don't need ... your help … mudblood"
Everyone, even Jam- Potter, falls silent. I feel as if my heart has been ripped out of my chest. I literally take a step back, trying not to fall over. I'm the only mudblo- I mean, muggleborn here. He was talking to me. He can't have. He wouldn't have! 'But he did.' I think. My anger from earlier returns, but there is something else that is overpowering it – hurt, pain and heartbreak.
"Well, Fuck you too" I manage to spit in what I hope is a resentful voice before I storm away, barely holding back tears. It takes so much to fall in love, but only two seconds and a handful of words for all of that to be gone.
Behind me, I hear the soft voice of Remus saying 'You probably shouldn't have done that, Severus.' And the angry and very loud voice of Black saying 'bloody hell James! What the hell were you thinking?!'
Finally, just before I turn the corner into the castle, I hear punches being thrown and the very, very angry voice of Potter saying 'don't .. you .. ever .. call .. her .. that .. again.' Each syllable earning a new punch at his target. It doesn't occur to me until later that James just physically beat up Severus because of what he said to me.
As soon as I am out of sight, I run straight for the astronomy tower; no one should find me there.
As I reach the staircase leading to the tower, I can't attempt to hold my tears back any longer. They start freely flowing down my face, smudging the makeup I so carefully applied this morning, for Severus, no less. I run up the stairs and crumple into the nearest corner, an emotional wreck.
I cant believe he said that to me. He, of all people, called me the unmentionable. He promised me the day we met that he never would, and I made him promise me every summer that we spent together since. Just because that dirty rotten git is a pureblood, from a rich family and a bloody snake, of all things, doesn't mean he can go around calling people, friends, people who actually love him .. or did .. the unmentionable name. his words, the resentment in his face and the looks of everyone else's face keep flashing through my mind. Its like some nightmare that I know I will never wake from.
I hear the door to the tower open. Probably the greasy-haired git coming to apologise. But even if its not, I will not let anyone see me crying. I will not let anyone know how much Severus has hurt me. "Go away Snape! Don't talk to me ever again!" I put extra effort on his last name, so he knows how much I resent him at the moment.
"Ahh" says a familiar cocky voice. "That's exactly what I wanted to hear. Now, I suppose I should leave too?" it's Jam- Potter. His presence is not totally unwelcome (using him to get back at Severus has crossed my mind more then once in the last 10 minutes.) but I don't need him at the moment. I don't think I can handle anyone, especially Potter right now. He'll only make it worse.
"Yes. Yes you should!" I spit, not looking up so he doesn't see me crying. I hope he doesn't hear the way my voice breaks as I fight back another helpless sob. The last thing I need is for Potter to be telling the school that I am a weakling.
James just scoffs in that annoying way. "Well, it's a good thing I'm notorious for not doing what I'm told, isn't it?" he moves to sit next to me. I jump up, my anger blinding me from the fact that Potter now knows I'm crying like a little baby.
"NO! JAMES POTTER YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!" I scream. Potter stands up slowly, his eyes not leaving mine. He takes a step back, his smile wiped off his face, but only for a moment before resuming his trademark smirk.
"Well, that's 5 galleons to me! You called me James!" he says cockily. We had this bet, three years ago, that I would not call him James out loud before he called me Lily.
I can't take it anymore. I can't take him anymore "JAMES POTTER I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU! JUST FUCK OFF! LEAVE ME ALONE AND NEVER SPEAK TO ME AGAIN BEFORE I HEX YOUR FUCKING DICK OFF!" I scream once more, with all my lungs this time, all my emotions spewing forth. I startle even myself with the power and loathing in my voice.
I see his eyes widen in shock. I'm not surprised; I don't usually let myself get this angry in front of people. James takes another step back. Then another, then another and another. He's actually backing away, looking as startled as I feel. His face clearly shows fear and … hurt? Is James Potter really upset?! No! He can't be, I'm just seeing things! "H – Hey Lily, I'm sorry, okay? I just wanted to see if you were alright .. I'm … I'm sorry …" Jam- Ugh! Why am I calling him that?! Potter runs out of the room, leaving me to sulk in peace. I sit down and sigh a breath of relief that Potter gave in so easily.
Then it hits me. He gave in easily. James Potter gave in. One does not simply give in when they are James Potter. Then I realise something else; he called me Lily. For the first time, Pott- no, James, had the decency to call me Lily.
In an instant I am up on my feet and running out the door.
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