Severus Snape Journal Entry, September 28th - night
"Again I see her with her, without her noticing. Today she is happier than usual. Gryffindor won last night's game against Hufflepuff in the qudditch match. I was able to share her joy in secrecy, since I have never really cared for Hufflepuff or their team. As much as I would hate to see her smile depart, I will be very put out if Slytherin is beaten by those goons.
She walked by me today. Her hair smelt of wonders I cannot even begin to describe.
She noticed me for only a brief moment, until that damn Potter got in the way.
Never have I met a more shallow and undeserving rat. His physical strength may outbeat my own, but she'll see through that. She's no fool, and Potter will only push her further away.
...besides... he could never love her as I do..."
Hogwarts School, September 29th - day
Lily sat in her potions class. The curtains were drawn making the room incredibly dark, only lit by the few candles by the professor's desk. Lily never really cared for this class. The professor droned on and on in the most monotone voice possible, and tried to act like he was much more mysterious than he really was. The school already knew that his favorite color was periwinkle and that he owned a bunny named Clover.
She sat staring out in the general direction of where the professor was instructing, but wasn't really looking at anything. Her quill moved around slowly making little spirals and curls around the parchment.
When the class was over, and the students behind her left, she started to put her things back in her bag. She grabbed the parchment she had been doodling on, and gasped at what she had written.
Little swirly letters that spelt out: Severus.
What was it about him? She thought to herself. She had admitted to herself that he was not very attractive, or social... yet something about the way that whenever she noticed him, he had already noticed her. Something about the way his eyes looked at hers. She couldn't explain it. It was as though he was longing to tell her something, but never spoke to her.
Then there was James. To everyone else, James was it. He was popular, on the Quidditch team as a seeker, and adored by all the girls.
All but Lily. She couldn't stand how proud he was all the time, or how he picked on people for no reason... How he treated Severus was the last straw for Lily.
She had witnessed quite enough times for her liking of James being nothing but nasty towards the pale and shy boy. True that Severus had never shown emotion to anyone, but surely he didn't deserve to be patronized.
When school was finally done, Lily headed to the Gryffindor tower. She passed by a group of giggling girls who were all huddled around a flyer for the school dance coming up. She turned the corner, and saw Severus sitting on a windowsill. He sat looking out the window with a notebook propped on his knees. Lily stopped in her tracks. She just stood there, watching him. His black, sorrowful eyes moved slowly around the grounds below, watching students walking around the lake, or playing with bewitched frisbees. His jet black hair was long and thin, and he kept it back in a pony-tail at the base of his neck. His nose crooked downwards to his lightly closed mouth.
It was the first time Lily had ever really looked at Severus. Not that she had not noticed him in the past, but it was quite different to notice him in class, or in the halls, than to see him on his own without any hint that anyone was watching him.
Lily finally felt the urge to say something. How silly it was to ponder what he might be thinking about when she could easily just ask him! When suddenly, from behind them, Lily heard a familiar voice. "Lily! There you are! I was looking for you everywhere!" said James Potter.
He smoothed his hair and adjusted his small glasses and gave a big grin. Severus pretended as though he didn't hear anything, and Lily wished she could vanish as easily into nothingness at that moment.
"Hello James." Lily replied.
"So, I was wondering why we haven't gone out yet?" James asked very confidently.
"I don't know." said Lily dully.
"How's tomorrow night?" James asked.
Lily looked behind her at Severus, who was still gazing out the window. She knew he could hear them, and yet he showed no sign of acknowledgment to them.
She felt a strange sensation to lie... for Severus' benefit, but the feeling of being wrong about him overruled her, and she agreed to go out with James tomorrow night.
"Great!" said James gleefully. He gave Lily a teethy smile, and walked off to Gryffindor tower.
All Lily could think about was how pointless a date with James would be. They'd be sitting there, and James would tell her how wonderful he is, and how much she should adore him the way that he adores himself.
Lily would smile and nod, and proceed to toss ice cubes down his robes when he wasn't looking, insisting that the wait staff were having a mild food fight.
She looked down at the floor, then back up at the window where Severus was, except that he was no longer there. Lily sighed, and headed to the common room.
"Again I see her with her, without her noticing. Today she is happier than usual. Gryffindor won last night's game against Hufflepuff in the qudditch match. I was able to share her joy in secrecy, since I have never really cared for Hufflepuff or their team. As much as I would hate to see her smile depart, I will be very put out if Slytherin is beaten by those goons.
She walked by me today. Her hair smelt of wonders I cannot even begin to describe.
She noticed me for only a brief moment, until that damn Potter got in the way.
Never have I met a more shallow and undeserving rat. His physical strength may outbeat my own, but she'll see through that. She's no fool, and Potter will only push her further away.
...besides... he could never love her as I do..."
Hogwarts School, September 29th - day
Lily sat in her potions class. The curtains were drawn making the room incredibly dark, only lit by the few candles by the professor's desk. Lily never really cared for this class. The professor droned on and on in the most monotone voice possible, and tried to act like he was much more mysterious than he really was. The school already knew that his favorite color was periwinkle and that he owned a bunny named Clover.
She sat staring out in the general direction of where the professor was instructing, but wasn't really looking at anything. Her quill moved around slowly making little spirals and curls around the parchment.
When the class was over, and the students behind her left, she started to put her things back in her bag. She grabbed the parchment she had been doodling on, and gasped at what she had written.
Little swirly letters that spelt out: Severus.
What was it about him? She thought to herself. She had admitted to herself that he was not very attractive, or social... yet something about the way that whenever she noticed him, he had already noticed her. Something about the way his eyes looked at hers. She couldn't explain it. It was as though he was longing to tell her something, but never spoke to her.
Then there was James. To everyone else, James was it. He was popular, on the Quidditch team as a seeker, and adored by all the girls.
All but Lily. She couldn't stand how proud he was all the time, or how he picked on people for no reason... How he treated Severus was the last straw for Lily.
She had witnessed quite enough times for her liking of James being nothing but nasty towards the pale and shy boy. True that Severus had never shown emotion to anyone, but surely he didn't deserve to be patronized.
When school was finally done, Lily headed to the Gryffindor tower. She passed by a group of giggling girls who were all huddled around a flyer for the school dance coming up. She turned the corner, and saw Severus sitting on a windowsill. He sat looking out the window with a notebook propped on his knees. Lily stopped in her tracks. She just stood there, watching him. His black, sorrowful eyes moved slowly around the grounds below, watching students walking around the lake, or playing with bewitched frisbees. His jet black hair was long and thin, and he kept it back in a pony-tail at the base of his neck. His nose crooked downwards to his lightly closed mouth.
It was the first time Lily had ever really looked at Severus. Not that she had not noticed him in the past, but it was quite different to notice him in class, or in the halls, than to see him on his own without any hint that anyone was watching him.
Lily finally felt the urge to say something. How silly it was to ponder what he might be thinking about when she could easily just ask him! When suddenly, from behind them, Lily heard a familiar voice. "Lily! There you are! I was looking for you everywhere!" said James Potter.
He smoothed his hair and adjusted his small glasses and gave a big grin. Severus pretended as though he didn't hear anything, and Lily wished she could vanish as easily into nothingness at that moment.
"Hello James." Lily replied.
"So, I was wondering why we haven't gone out yet?" James asked very confidently.
"I don't know." said Lily dully.
"How's tomorrow night?" James asked.
Lily looked behind her at Severus, who was still gazing out the window. She knew he could hear them, and yet he showed no sign of acknowledgment to them.
She felt a strange sensation to lie... for Severus' benefit, but the feeling of being wrong about him overruled her, and she agreed to go out with James tomorrow night.
"Great!" said James gleefully. He gave Lily a teethy smile, and walked off to Gryffindor tower.
All Lily could think about was how pointless a date with James would be. They'd be sitting there, and James would tell her how wonderful he is, and how much she should adore him the way that he adores himself.
Lily would smile and nod, and proceed to toss ice cubes down his robes when he wasn't looking, insisting that the wait staff were having a mild food fight.
She looked down at the floor, then back up at the window where Severus was, except that he was no longer there. Lily sighed, and headed to the common room.