Chapter 9: A Bad Day
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The Lake, Hogwarts Castle, Wizarding World...(1976)...
Severus only wanted to speak with Lily that afternoon. She didn't seem as standoffish as before but it was clear she didn't seem to want anything to do with him. He didn't understand why she refused to even explain what he had done wrong. They argued after potions class and said very little to each other during Transfiguration class. Both of them managed to get through their assignment but the rift that suddenly sprang up between them was evident to all whom had attended.
Feeling the intense weight of emotional strain, young Severus ventured to the lake to do a bit of light reading in the spot that had become more a less a staple of his and Lily's collective time at Hogwarts. He was desperate to understand why Lily was so angry with him and even more desperate to keep Potter from sniffing about.
The mere fact that he and Lily had been intimate sent his already intense feelings into a tail-spin. In his mind, there was no way he'd let an arrogant bastard like James Potter steal his girlfriend, not when he had his own plans to marry her and given how they consummated the otherwise platonic relationship, he believed it was his right to do so.
Young Severus carried a good degree of guilt around with him when he realized Lily had been truly effected by that day she gave herself to him. At the time she focused on her goal of having obtained forbidden knowledge instead of the other aspects of the situation. The poor boy only wished to right the apparent wrong of allowing her to talk him into such a drastic endeavor but she seemed to reject his attempts at every turn.
The boy had been far from stupid, noticing her glances in Potter's direction. The mere fact that she entertained the bastard Pureblood caused him to fear a great deal. He had loved Lily Evans since they were nine years old, and it seemed she had desires for another whom most certainly would not be good for her in the long run.
Potter's reputation around the school from the moment he hit puberty was not something anyone could feel comfortable noting. He had shagged more young and impressionable witches than should have been allowed leaving them broken hearted when his false promises of potential marriage and love were revealed as little more than spoken lies in a bid to gain access to their inner most selves.
The end result were embittered young women with hearts that turned to stone long before they even left this place. None had the gall to stand up to him, the insufferable cad whom had broken their will in a bid to gain carnal pleasure, they simply went along with his plots and schemes in the hopes of one day obtaining his affections.
To put it mildly, delusions and speculation became their bread and butter.
Severus Snape was not about to let such a thing happen to Lily. He'd fight Potter to the death before that ever became a reality.
The raven haired wizard heard someone call his name and found himself being set-upon by a massive crowd of Gryffindors along with the usual entourage that tailed the arrogant bastard. Attempting to recover from his state of shock at the strangeness of the situation, he tried to get hold of his wand to block the spell he knew was on the way.
"SNAPE!" shouted James Potter narrowing his dark eyes at the half-blood Slytherin. "EXPELLIARMUS!"
The young Slytherin found himself disarmed as the gathered Gryffindors continued to surround him. It appeared James Potter was quite content with his aggressive campaign as he hit the unsuspecting boy with yet another spell, one of his own making.
"Levicorpus!" shouted James Potter enjoying the shocked expression that filed across the pale Slytherin's face.
Sirius Black had a wicked grin filed across his face and the giddy flicker of malice behind his equally dark eyes made for a terrifying image.
Lupin was a sheepish bloke simply moving among the crowd in support of his friend. Pettigrew by contrast seemed to immensely enjoy the misfortune that young Severus was enduring at this very moment.
"What shall we do first?" asked James with a wicked smile of his own.
"Whatever you want James." said Sirius Black thrilled at being able to "teach" the ambitious Slytherin a lesson.
"I say we take off Snively's trousers." said Potter waving his wand and stripping the already enraged wizard's clothing.
The gathered crowd seemed to have gotten Lily's attention and she found her way to the scene. Rage filled her as she turned her attention toward James Potter.
"Let him down!" she demanded.
"I think not." replied Potter in his usual arrogant fashion.
"Let him down!" demanded Lily once more balling her fists in reaction to her building rage.
"I don't see why you protect him, he's just as bad as his house founder." replied James as if he were attempting to get her to see some hidden truth.
"He was just reading." said Lily in defense of her friend. "What's he ever done to you anyway?"
"It's more the fact that he exists really." replied James honestly.
"Yeah." replied Sirius Black in agreement a she shifted his glare back to the dangling Slytherin wizard.
For young Severus, this entire situation had his blood boiling in his veins. Potter had stripped him of his clothing before a massive group of Gryffindor students and the embarrassment of his thin pale flesh littered with scars exposed to their judgmental eyes was one of the worst situations he ever found himself enduring.
To make matter's worse, the bastard had used his own spell against him.
Severus continued to dangle in the air by his ankle as the blood continued to rush to his head.
"Tell you what Evans, you agree to go out with me and I'll let your little pet snake go, deal?" asked James Potter showing off his arrogance tenfold.
The mere suggestion that Lily would even go anywhere with him infuriated Severus more than the humiliation had. She seemed to on t he verge of considering this bastard's offer and it was more than the young raven haired wizard could stand.
"What say you Snivellus?" asked James taunting the already enraged Slytherin. "Are you going to let a girl fight your battles for you all your life?"
It was in that moment that young Severus opened his mouth and said the words he'd later come to regret and it cost him more than the humiliation ever could. The small verbal slip of the tongue was all it took to crumble what remained of a friendship that began when he was nine years old.
Lily turned her rage upon him leaving James Potter to his antics and stormed off fed up with the situation. Powerless to chase after her as well as to help himself from the plans of his enemies, Severus Snape endured the soap being placed into his mouth via Potter's wand and the being flicked into the lake as each of the Gryffindors mocked and cheered for their housemate's antics.
Sinking into the bottom of the darkened water, the teenage Slytherin believed it comparable to living in a world where Lily hated him.