Severus listened to the Potions professor explained why the potion had to simmer a while before adding the soaked cockroach antennas. Something to do with having to wait for the potion to turn orange or something. Even though it was his favorite class after Defense Against Dark Arts, Severus had to admit that it was a particularly boring today. It didn't seem like they would even get started on the stupid potion. He would have to hope that Lily was paying attention.

Severus stole a glance at her. She appeared to be thinking about when they should meet. She had so many friends and clubs that they had to go by her schedule. Severus didn't attend any meetings and most of his Slytherin friends abandoned him after he started dating her. Especially since Slytherins had beef with every other House. The only people who spoke to him now were the professors and he got an occasional 'hi' from a couple of non-discriminating acquaintances. Most the friends that he had in fourth year got mad at him when he announced that he was seeing the Ravenclaw girl.

Lily, however, manage to keep hers. Severus could tell that some of them were still disgruntled about it, but they must have just kept their mouth shut.

He could deal with not having any friends, because Zinnia was there for him. He didn't need friends as long as he had her. As long as he had her, he could even get through this Potions class. If it weren't for Potions, then he wouldn't have even known Rose existed.

A square of parchment fluttered on his desk. It came from Rose, but it wasn't the same one he gave her. Severus reached for it. She must have written more than the time….

"Snape, what do you have there?" Severus snapped his head up, everyone turned to look at him, his fingers still clutching the parchment.

"Er…"

"Please put any notes between you and Miss Evans away. You can't afford to miss this lecture, it'll be on your O.W.L."

"Yes, professor." Severus grabbed the note and stuffed it in his bag. He and Lily suffered through the remaining decades of class.

The bell sounded; Severus and Mistletoe got up and parted at the doorway. She had History of Magic (taught by Mr. Binns) and he had Defense Against Dark Arts. He was disappointed to leave his sweet, sweet Mistletoe as always, but he did enjoy that class very much. He pulled out Rose's note out of his bag. The class only had one major flaw, her not being there.

"All right Snape?" Someone spoke very loudly as if trying to draw attention. Severus looked up from his unread note. Make it two major flaws. Potter and his band of friends, the perfect werewolf, the rat and his distant cousin, Black, were standing there grinning at him. Severus bent his head back down to his note and kept walking to his class. Knowing that they would just follow him; they had the same class next. "Aren't you going to stay and chat?" Severus ignored the voices coming from the back of his head.

"He needs to learn some manners. What do you think, Sirus?" Severus continued staring at the parchment in his hands, trying to get the words to make sense.

"Oh, I concur."

"Yes, that's exactly the kind of thing he needs." Severus felt sweat dripping down his forehead. He quickened his pace.

"Well, what are we waiting for? We can't let him go to class all rude like that. Accio parchment!" The note flew out of Severus's hands before he could react. He turned and watched in horror as it zoomed itself to Potter. His heart pace quickened as he closed his eyes and wished in vain that Lily didn't write anything that they could use to torture him even more.

"Whatcha got there, James?" Potter turned the piece of parchment in his hands as if to mock-examine it.

"Hmm, it appears to be some sort of note." Potter's eyes scanned it quickly. They darken as he read on. He looked up at Severus and muttered to himself. "From Evans." Severus felt his stomach twist and tighten. He shut his eyes. Potter was hated his and Lily's relationship from the start and took every chance he could to make it hell for Severus. If he ran now, would he make it? Or would they catch him and just make it worse for him?

"… and I'm going to come up with a name for you, too." Severus snapped his eyes open. They'd been concentrating on reading his note aloud to everyone in the corridors. If he hadn't been contemplating on whether to run or not, he could of just made a run for it and they wouldn't of missed him. But it was too late now. They had finished reading and were now staring at him with interest. The rat was sniggering. And Potter was stroking his chin thoughtfully.

"I don't know, he doesn't look like the type where you just add a y to the end of their names." Severus stood there taking it with his head bowed.

"Evans's need a name that compliments his qualities and characters."

"Only thing I can come up with is he's greasy and in need of a shower." The rat guffawed. Severus's brow creased. He wasn't greasy as long as he washed his hair everyday and rinsed his face thrice a day. And he didn't smell bad.

"Slimy, Smelly, and his name's Severus. Now all we have to is put it all together. James, do you wish to have the honors?" Severus looked up and caught James's eye. James looked back at him with fatal hatred and enjoyment at his misery.

"Good day isn't it, Snivellus?" Severus came to his senses and bolted. He could hear the taunts behind him.

"What's the hurry, Snivellus?"

"Be sure to tell your girlfriend your new name, Snivellus!" Severus ran on, darting between people and ignoring the annoyed reprimands of professors. He ran until he made it to the library. Nearly collapsing from exhaustion in the doorway, he made his way to a well-tucked-away table in the back. His and Lily's table.

A/N: Please don't be mad at me for making James so mean, I just made him that way because he's supposed to be crushed and upset about Lily and Severus's ever-so-happy love. And he's not going to take his anguish out on Lily of course.