Lily Evans (before the Mudblood Comment)
She had studied all night for potions, but she still didn't understand. Lot of good it did her to lose all that sleep. It was not even dawn. She could slip out and try to meet Severus. She left the common room was quietly as she could, but she heard and felt a familiar presence behind her.
James: Where are you going, Evans?
Lily: Out. I'm meeting Severus- I need help with potions.
James: I don't know what you see in Snivellus. He's weird and always wearing black. His friends are Death-
Lily: Potter! That a cruel lie. Why should I believe anything you say? You only bully him. Uh. I'm leaving.
James: Don't! (Grabs her by the wrist) We could do it together? I know I could help you if just gave me a chance. It will be different. I didn't mean to-
Lily: Potter, now isn't the time to do this again. I just don't see you that way.
James: He will hurt you. He will.
Lily: He would never hurt me like you would. He's gentlemen. He's kind. But we are just friends. I'm leaving now.
She left and as the grand portrait of the fat lady slammed, she heard James utter a word: Filthy Mudblood. She had never heard this word before but she could tell it was an insult. It probably meant whore or wench or something of the like. She would ask Severus for certainty.
