Corrupting A Flower- Chapter2                                                                                                                     ;Twisted                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      The bell rang.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        And James ran.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 For the entire class period, James had been sweating under Lily Evans' intense glare, and he was more than happy to get out of the classroom. Who could turn rabbits into slippers when you knew that the person who would end your miserable little life was sitting just behind you?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  But of course, he couldn't avoid her forever, as was Lily's opinion. But he was doing an excellent job of trying.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      It had been a week since the hair incident, and no one knew if it was worse for James or Lily, when the school nurse, Madame Pomfrey told the once fiery red-head that it would take at least two months before anything could be attempted to be done about her hair. Until then Lily was a ticking time bomb, just waiting to be set off.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             Lily, though usually calm, and collected, knew she had a very bad temper (which was an understatement), thus, she knew that she needed a plan if she was ever to confront any of the group of marauding idiots. Which is why her friendship with Severus Snape became quite useful.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              That year, both she and Severus (and disgustingly, James) had become prefects, and though the friendship was, at first, rocky because of the Slytherin/Gryfindor rivalry, they hit it off extremely well, probably because of their shared dislike of certain people. Lily knew that she needed Severus' scheming mind in order pull off anything she might have come up with.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       They met on a Friday night, cloaked in the heavy darkness of shadows, casting their own shadows as the moonlight fell down, and around them. The Library, which usually seemed so comforting to Lily, with its huge expanse of books, had lost all of it's day-time warmth, replaced by the cold of night. The smothering silence around them was only interrupted by the creak and rustling of the trees, outside, and the infrequent muffled screams of books that lay in the Restricted section.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    "Nice to see you've made it here, unharmed", Snape's voice, and face came looming out of the darkness, scaring Lily out of her mind. She was already getting a creeping sensation from this environment, and Lily didn't want to admit that Severus tended to creep her out. He was smiling that twisted smile of his, one that made it obvious why he didn't smile more often. Not that he wasn't handsome. With that long dark hair, the beginnings of a moustache, and those slanted dark eyes, that seemed to soak up all light, he was almost the equivalent to "the bad boy" role in biker muggle movies. Being creepy was his only draw-back. He was cute, yes, but deffinately creepy.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     "What made you think I wouldn't make it?"  Lily asked calmly, pretending that his sudden presence hadn't raised her blood pressure.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               "Well, you never do know with hooligans like the Marauders at work", he commented, obvious dislike for the four boys lacing his every word.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         "Speaking of the Marauders," Lily began, eagerly, "have you come up with anything, yet?"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              "Well, I have been dabbling a bit, yes", said Snape, his gnarled smile intact once again, turning into an all out grin. Lily shivered, momentarily, wondering if she had, in fact, made a bad decision in asking for Snape's help. While Lily merely disliked Potter and his group, it was nothing in comparison to Severus' unadulterated hate.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         "You do know that we aren't allowed to do anything illegal, don't you?", she asked, warily. "If we do anything too outlandish, there's a possibility that we may be expelled."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        A dark cloud seemed to settle over the Slytherin, and he sighed before answering. "Alas, I do know that I can't be too extravegant in my revenge, but maybe I should refine my plan a bit. Wouldn't want anyone to die, now, would we?"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  He said this almost cheerfully, Lily noted, as if dieing were meerly an unpleasant complication.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        "Yes, we wouldn't", she replied, uncertain, and a bit intimidated. She really hoped whatever he was planning wouldn't get anyone killed or expelled. "Well, I guess we should retire for the night", she said scratching her bald head through the hat that she now donned, constantly.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  "Yes, I guess we should", Severus said, almost reluctantly.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     "Tell me about your 'refined' plan tomorrow, all right?"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               "All right", Snape agreed. They walked together to the doors of the Library, and before they parted ways he whispered, "Don't worry, you're going to love it!" before walking (more like skipping) back to the Slytherin Commons.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              His words hung ominously in the air, and Lily wondered, for a second time, if she had done the right thing.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    A/N: Chapter 2! YAY!!! All right, I know I said ten reviews, but I know some of you people have a permanent stick up your bum, and will never press that sacred little 'review' button, that's so  very easily accessible. So I've decided that I don't really care how many reviews I get (though reviewing is still STRONGLY SUGGESTED), and will continue writing this story for my own ammusement. Until next time! ~*Majestic Waters*~