Xx A Lily Evans and James Potter love story xX
I peered into one of the carriages as the Hogwarts train rattled on.
The same black piercing eyes that I saw every year in potions looked up in eagerness, then grew wider as I stepped in.
"Is someone sitting here?" I asked warily, not sure if I really wanted to sit in the same carriage as Severus Snape.
He opened and closed his mouth several times before answering.
"No," he squeaked. I almost laughed at his sudden nervousness, but I bit my tongue and held it back.
I sat opposite him and smiled as he continued to stare at me.
"There was no room in the other carriage with my friends. It was already packed when I reached them," I explained. He clasped his hands together and looked down at his feet.
"Is that you Lily?" I heard an all too familiar voice ask me in disbelief.
"No, it isn't. Now why don't you continue to walk on?" I replied lightly, but showing my obvious annoyance.
"Why don't you come sit with me?" he grinned, ignoring my sarcastic comment.
"Well…" I made a move to get up. James Potter's eyes lit up in amazement. He obviously thought that his dreams were being answered. I walked over to him and put a finger on his chest. I could tell he wasn't breathing.
"No." I smiled, and pushed him backwards. He stumbled over someone's luggage, and I shut the carriage doors.
Snape smiled at me strangely as I sat back down.
"Women!" I heard James cry in frustration, before walking back to his own carriage.
"So…" I said, not knowing what exactly I should do.
"I know how to make the Wiggenweld potion in less than two minutes!" Snape blurted out. I burst out laughing. It really is hard not to laugh at his lack of social skills.
His face grew hot and red. I stopped and smiled sympathetically.
"I'm sorry…" I apologised earnestly. He shook his head but did not say anything.
Oh dear, what had I got myself into…
"Did you see what she just did?!" I asked in disbelief. Sirius looked up.
"Believe me mate, the whole train saw it!" he grinned. Peter let out a squeak of laughter. I shot him an angry look and he bit his lip.
"Oh come off it Prongs! You didn't expect her to actually come and sit with us did you?" sighed Remus, looking up from his book.
"Well, why not?" I asked defiantly.
"Maybe because she doesn't like you, least of all us!" Sirius commented. I sat next to him, staying silent.
"Maybe you should just give up mate!" Sirius announced after a few minutes of silence except for Remus turning pages.
"The only way I am ever giving up is one: if I die, and two: if she finds someone that I am sure I can't get rid of. And both of those aren't likely to happen any time soon!" I added, showing that I wasn't going to give up.
"Hey, you never know, she might fall for someone this year, and I don't think it's gonna be you, if I might add." Said Remus, not daring to lift his head out of his book.
"But you'll never guess who she chose to sit with over me!" I said, ignoring his comment.
"Malfoy?" Padfoot asked.
"No! God, if she had sat with him I would of hexed her!" Malfoy was the lowest of the low. Just because he was a pure blood, he thought he was magnificent and above all muggle-born.
"Who then?" Moony asked, curiosity getting the better of him as he set his book down.
"Snape the snake." I muttered.
"Ugh!" Sirius cried, "What was she thinking sitting with him?"
I shrugged.
Slowly a smile crept up onto his face.
"What?" I asked, knowingly. It was obviously some spell he was conjuring up in his mind.
"Boys, I feel a hex coming on!"