Lana
Severus was walking through the corridors a few weeks later in the late evening with a blank look on his face when he heard a faint sob echoing through the halls. Curious as to what or who was making those sounds, he quietly made his way down towards the prefects' baths. As he came nearer, he saw Lily with her legs dangling out of the painting, head in hands.
Before he could decide whether to approach her or not, Lily looked up and saw him. With a barely audible sigh, she sat up straight and beckoned him towards her.
"Listen, Snape… Before you get the wrong idea about this all…" Lily sighed once more, "I'm fine, ok?"
"No, you're not." Severus shook his head, "Remus and I both know you're not fine. Hopefully you're listening to him?"
"Neither of you two are listening to me… I'm fine, really. I can handle him." Lily leaned back a bit, avoiding his gaze.
Severus smirked, "The marks on your face are definitely telling me how well you're handling him, Lily."
Lily got up silently and walked into the baths, waving her hand as an indicator towards Severus to follow her. He got up quickly and made his way through the portrait, his eyes widening with surprise at the room she led him into.
Adorned with silver and gold, there was a large pool big enough to swim laps in. Surrounding the pool were golden taps, each showing off a different colored jewel. A blonde mermaid was sleeping on a rock in a painting on one of the walls, and white fluffy towels were pilled everywhere.
"Snape, listen to me. If anyone finds out about this, and I mean ANYONE, I'll have your head on a platter." Lily hissed, sitting down on one side of the pool and dipping her bare feet in.
"What a way to start a conversation…" Severus commented sarcastically, cautiously sitting down next to her. "Just tell me what's going on, and I swear I'll try my best to help you."
Lily had stopped crying the moment she noticed Severus, but her eyes were still rimmed with red. Patting one with the back of her hand, she turned towards him. "Snape, you only know half of what he does. James is great, really, but he gets angry a lot. He's under so much stress with Quidditch and the House Cup… It just doesn't seem right refusing him or anything." With this, Lily's eyes focused back on the water.
"You mean he…?" Severus' eyes widened with surprised as he leaned forward slightly, trying to get her to look back up at him.
"It only hurt the first time." Lily whispered, her eyes now darting back and forth between the water and the wall, completely avoiding Severus' penetrating stare.
"If you don't want to, he's not supposed to do that… It's not right." Severus said quietly, wanting desperately to comfort her, but not able to work up the nerve to touch her.
"I know, but it's ok. It is 1976, after all. We're not our parent's generation, this kind of stuff is acceptable." Lily looked up at him once more. "I'm ok though, really. He's always been careful, or tried to be. No matter what he acts like, he does love me. He even told his friends that, and he rarely tells them what he feels."
Severus sighed, "I have no idea what you're getting yourself in to, Lily, but like I said before, if you ever need someone to talk to… I'm here."
Lily smiled and put her hand on his shoulder tentatively. "I know, and I promise if I ever need your help, I'll ask."
Severus nodded then stood up, offering his hand to Lily, who took it gratefully.
"You realize if James ever found out about this, we'd both be dead." Lily grinned.
"And he'd have a life sentence in Azkaban, so it all works out in the end." Severus smiled back as they reached the painting once more. They both climbed out and started to head in opposite directions, when Lily called after him.
"Severus!" His name didn't feel odd, as she had expected it to feel on her tongue, instead it felt right somehow. Severus spun around quickly, surprised at the sound of his first name passing through her lips.
"Thanks again… It means a lot to me." Lily waved once more and spun around on her heel, walking as fast as she could away from him.
"You're… welcome." Severus said quietly, watching
her go. "You said my name… She said my name…" With that, he turned the
corner and made his way back to the Slytherin common room, smiling all
the way.
Her name is Noelle
I have a dream about her
She rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
And oh how she rocks
In keds and tube socks
But she doesn't know who I am
And she doesn't give a damn about me
'Cause i'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
Yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
Listen to Iron Maiden baby, with me...
And her boyfriend's a dick
He brings a gun to school
And he'd simply kick
My ass if he knew the truth
He lives on my block and he drives an IROC
But he doesn't know who I am
And he doesn't give a damn about me
'Cause i'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
Yeah I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
Listen to Iron Maiden baby, with me...
Oh yeah, Dirtbag
No, She doesn't know what she's missing
Oh yeah, Dirtbag
No, She doesn't know what she's missing
Man I feel like mould
It's prom night and I am lonely
Lo and behold
She's walking over to me
This must be fake
My lip starts to shake
How does she know who I am?
And Why does she give a damn about..
"I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden baby
Come with me Friday
Don't say maybe
I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby, like you.."
Oh yeah, Dirtbag
No, She doesn't know what she's missing
Oh yeah, Dirtbag
No, She doesn't know what she's missing...*
*Wheatus, Teenage Dirtbag