Dear Adriana Heartrey,
In reply to what you asked me, James Potter had almost no redeeming qualities in the eyes of a girl–least of all a girl like me. I didn't know why his funny little friends clung to him so desperately... that Pettigrew child was always so disgusting. Of course, Sirius was hardly better, but at least he had a brain between his ears. I could get along with Remus if it wasn't for the unwanted company. He was a pleasant fellow, and always seemed very down to earth.
"Marauders", Ha! I remember how childish they all seemed... not that I was much better off then anyway, but in my case I had excuse. I was apprehensive about the novel concept of 'Wizard' let alone a world full of them! Strange yet fascinating, bold and unrelenting in everything... just like those boys.
Not that I don't find an arrogant and self-absorbed tactless ruffian appealing... (For future reference though, I do think it's quite a turn-off) But the six times he asked me out the first day we met, I ignored him. Served the little brute right coming up to a girl all alone. I was clearly disoriented already.
And then there was Severus. He had no idea how uncomfortable his conversations made me... 'So' he said, 'who are your friends?' he asks. He obviously didn't realize how this came off to me, but all the same I felt on the defensive. He asks this after telling me all about his snot-nosed pure-blooded thugs he hangs around with. What could I do? I waved at James, who waved back as Sirius snickered behind a cupped hand.
"Made loads of friends so far - I've found I get along really well with a lot of Wizards here." I lied. Filthy, dirty, false... it did nothing to boost my confidence. All I knew was I had just made friends with the one boy I would never understand. I still can't comprehend it, but does that matter now that I've fallen in love with him? It all sound so very frustrating! It makes absolutely no sense at all, yet somehow ... it happened. Just like magic.
There are some things that don't need explaining–that's just how it worked.
Yours in Friendship,
Lily Potter