1 Chapter 11
Lily went to the Slytherin common room only to be greeted by Severus Snape.
"Where have you been?" he sneered.
"Went for an early breakfast." Her cloak covered up her pyjamas.
Snape gave a twisted smile and stood up to face her.
"Really." It wasn't a question it was a statement. "But you weren't in your bed virtually all of last night, I checked. I wonder why that was?"
"I can explain…what on Earth were you doing in the girls dormitories?"
Snape looked taken aback, he hadn't thought this through properly. Lily watched seeing Snape squirm. "Well?" she asked again. "Spying on me were you?" She smiled. "And who told you to spy on me?" she whispered coolly and demandingly like she never knew she could. "C'mon Severus, spill the beans. Tell me."
She walked up closer to him, "I know you want to, it's just burning in you."
"My father."
"Father eh?" Lily smiled but inside a weight just plummeted downwards. Voldemort had probably told Mr Snape to who was undoubtedly a Death Eater. "Tell you what, you tell your father to tell whoever told him to tell you, to leave me the hell alone. You got that?" And she padded up the room before Snape could answer, but she popped her head around the door. "Oh and by the way." She said sweetly, "I was with James, if you must know."
Lily watched James training; this was the only thing where Sirius could actually boss James around, as Sirius was the captain. Lots of people had wanted it to be James but he had said being Head boy was enough and given the position to Sirius who had wanted the job more anyway. So she just sat there next to Remus who was perfectly good at Qudditch but just didn't want to be on the team, he said it wouldn't be fair because he's 'ill' all the time.
Remus was struggling like mad on his potions essay, and had nearly chewed to the top of his quill into a pulp. He was absolutely hopeless at potions and no matter how much he tried at it he never got any better. It didn't add to the fact that Snape was in the class so he found every single chance a human had (or not so human in Snape's case) to ridicule Remus.
"Oh I don't know anything about this 'Draught of living Death!'" he finally resorted to throwing his Quill down on his book and it bounced onto the row in front. "Urgh" so Remus jumped over the seats with amazing skill that made a first year girl glare in admiration.
Lily's eyes wandered over to the Forbidden Forest. There was a light breeze that made some of the taller trees sway but Lily couldn't feel any thing. Leaning closer she looked carefully at the forest. There was that breeze again, but this time she felt it and this time she heard something.
"Lily…" a high cold echo sounded. All of the air seemed focused on her, as it dishevelled her hair and made it so she had to close her eyes to avoid getting grit in them.
"What was that?" Remus said, his head reappearing from the depths of used chewing gum City. Lily slowly shook her head, and smiled weakly, but only on the outside. Her insides were full of dread.
After Quidditch training she went to tell James about her dream and what had happened just then. Telling James made her feel slightly better, she wasn't bearing this alone, some one knew, and James wasn't abandoning her like she feared he would. But the truth was still eating away at her; it was still unbearable to think that she was spawned from a creature of darkness, a creature that she hoped she'd never be.
She wanted to tell people she truly did, but they would hate her she would be unwelcome, the only person who would welcome her was her father. And she'd rather die than have that happen to her.
Every meeting with James now resorted her ending up in tears, and she never wanted to sleep alone. It made her feel like a big baby. A little girl who was chased by a scary witch in the forest and had to sleep with her mother for the rest of the night.
But in her case it was true, except the wizard was truly after her.
The thought of her mother made burst into tears again. How she had really suffered in silence for at least eighteen years. How her father had put her in so much pain.
At the though of what her mother went through the tears went away replaced by a burning anger, HE had done those awful things to her, her father had put her mother through her and she was the result. Lily new that no matter how she came into being her mother loved her. Didn't resent her. Her father had to pay for what he had done. Pay with his life. Lily enjoyed the feeling of power that the anger gave her, as long as she kept the anger she would not feel so helpless. Lily Evans will not do helpless, she is smart, powerful and will not bow done before her 'father'. 'I will fight you' she vowed silently.
Lily went to the Slytherin common room only to be greeted by Severus Snape.
"Where have you been?" he sneered.
"Went for an early breakfast." Her cloak covered up her pyjamas.
Snape gave a twisted smile and stood up to face her.
"Really." It wasn't a question it was a statement. "But you weren't in your bed virtually all of last night, I checked. I wonder why that was?"
"I can explain…what on Earth were you doing in the girls dormitories?"
Snape looked taken aback, he hadn't thought this through properly. Lily watched seeing Snape squirm. "Well?" she asked again. "Spying on me were you?" She smiled. "And who told you to spy on me?" she whispered coolly and demandingly like she never knew she could. "C'mon Severus, spill the beans. Tell me."
She walked up closer to him, "I know you want to, it's just burning in you."
"My father."
"Father eh?" Lily smiled but inside a weight just plummeted downwards. Voldemort had probably told Mr Snape to who was undoubtedly a Death Eater. "Tell you what, you tell your father to tell whoever told him to tell you, to leave me the hell alone. You got that?" And she padded up the room before Snape could answer, but she popped her head around the door. "Oh and by the way." She said sweetly, "I was with James, if you must know."
Lily watched James training; this was the only thing where Sirius could actually boss James around, as Sirius was the captain. Lots of people had wanted it to be James but he had said being Head boy was enough and given the position to Sirius who had wanted the job more anyway. So she just sat there next to Remus who was perfectly good at Qudditch but just didn't want to be on the team, he said it wouldn't be fair because he's 'ill' all the time.
Remus was struggling like mad on his potions essay, and had nearly chewed to the top of his quill into a pulp. He was absolutely hopeless at potions and no matter how much he tried at it he never got any better. It didn't add to the fact that Snape was in the class so he found every single chance a human had (or not so human in Snape's case) to ridicule Remus.
"Oh I don't know anything about this 'Draught of living Death!'" he finally resorted to throwing his Quill down on his book and it bounced onto the row in front. "Urgh" so Remus jumped over the seats with amazing skill that made a first year girl glare in admiration.
Lily's eyes wandered over to the Forbidden Forest. There was a light breeze that made some of the taller trees sway but Lily couldn't feel any thing. Leaning closer she looked carefully at the forest. There was that breeze again, but this time she felt it and this time she heard something.
"Lily…" a high cold echo sounded. All of the air seemed focused on her, as it dishevelled her hair and made it so she had to close her eyes to avoid getting grit in them.
"What was that?" Remus said, his head reappearing from the depths of used chewing gum City. Lily slowly shook her head, and smiled weakly, but only on the outside. Her insides were full of dread.
After Quidditch training she went to tell James about her dream and what had happened just then. Telling James made her feel slightly better, she wasn't bearing this alone, some one knew, and James wasn't abandoning her like she feared he would. But the truth was still eating away at her; it was still unbearable to think that she was spawned from a creature of darkness, a creature that she hoped she'd never be.
She wanted to tell people she truly did, but they would hate her she would be unwelcome, the only person who would welcome her was her father. And she'd rather die than have that happen to her.
Every meeting with James now resorted her ending up in tears, and she never wanted to sleep alone. It made her feel like a big baby. A little girl who was chased by a scary witch in the forest and had to sleep with her mother for the rest of the night.
But in her case it was true, except the wizard was truly after her.
The thought of her mother made burst into tears again. How she had really suffered in silence for at least eighteen years. How her father had put her in so much pain.
At the though of what her mother went through the tears went away replaced by a burning anger, HE had done those awful things to her, her father had put her mother through her and she was the result. Lily new that no matter how she came into being her mother loved her. Didn't resent her. Her father had to pay for what he had done. Pay with his life. Lily enjoyed the feeling of power that the anger gave her, as long as she kept the anger she would not feel so helpless. Lily Evans will not do helpless, she is smart, powerful and will not bow done before her 'father'. 'I will fight you' she vowed silently.