September 10
I take back anything horrible I ever said about James and his friends. I've never laughed so hard in my life. Lily and I joined them outside during break today to chat about nothing in particular. Now, it's common knowledge that Severus Snape absolutely despises everything to do with James, Sirius, Remus and Peter. But for some odd reason, he keeps poking his ugly nose around their business and then whines when it gets slapped (metaphorically, that is). So today he comes wandering around and Sirius jumps from the grass to his feet automatically, his wand out in front of him, prepared to duel.
"Pipe down, horse mouth!" he cried and to this moment, I still haven't fully understood what that meant. But apparently it struck a chord with Snape because he whirled around, his wand held out in front of him, waving it wildly at whoever made the comment.
"Temper, temper," Sirius teased, tucking his wand away in his pocket. "You're going to have to work on that, Snivellus." Sirius sat back down on the grass, watching Snape tentatively, waiting to see what his reaction would be. Much to his disappointment, Snape turned on his heels and began marching past them up to the castle.
"Snivellus snivels!" James called in an undertone, bowing his head when he said it. Lily, who was sitting on his lap, punched his shoulder. "Ow!" he cried, rubbing the spot where she had pounded him.
"Snivelly little Snivellus," Sirius muttered, just loud enough for Snape and us to hear him. I burst out into laughter and I guess that was too much for Snape to handle. He whirled around and sent a stream of silly string in our direction.
Laughing hysterically, Sirius stood up and pulled out his own wand. "If you're going to duel, Snivellus," he said, taking aim, "duel like a man." He shot a snake out of the end of his wand and it began slithering towards Snape menacingly. Snape backed away, his dark eyes growing wide with fright. The snake hissed at him and bared it's fangs warningly. Snape backed up against the nearest tree, his eyes now watering with unshed tears.
Lily jumped up from James' lap and took aim with her own wand. "Stupefy!" she cried and a jet of red light flew from the tip of her wand and hit the snake. It froze in it's spot and she picked it up carefully and moved it to the other side of the lawn. By the time she returned, Snape had fled the scene, obviously embarrassed, and the rest of us were rolling on the ground in laughter. Except for Remus, however; he was staring at Lily as though he couldn't believe he was friends with such horrible human beings.
Maybe it was wrong to laugh at Snape for his misfortune of being a git, but it served him right for trying to jinx Lily and I when we were watching Quidditch last year. We never did anything to him and I was glad to be hanging around with a group that was making a move to do something about him. Lily reckons I shouldn't have joined in with James, Sirius and Peter's laughter. "They're troublemakers, Abby," she warned. "You don't want to get too far mixed up with them."
I let out a low laugh. "That's a bit rich, coming from you, isn't it?" I asked. "Seeing as you're dating the ringleader?"
She only blushed.
I guess I should go now. I have a foot of parchment to write on the segregation of any creature not human for History of Magic. How enthralling.
Your cheerful friend,
Abby
I take back anything horrible I ever said about James and his friends. I've never laughed so hard in my life. Lily and I joined them outside during break today to chat about nothing in particular. Now, it's common knowledge that Severus Snape absolutely despises everything to do with James, Sirius, Remus and Peter. But for some odd reason, he keeps poking his ugly nose around their business and then whines when it gets slapped (metaphorically, that is). So today he comes wandering around and Sirius jumps from the grass to his feet automatically, his wand out in front of him, prepared to duel.
"Pipe down, horse mouth!" he cried and to this moment, I still haven't fully understood what that meant. But apparently it struck a chord with Snape because he whirled around, his wand held out in front of him, waving it wildly at whoever made the comment.
"Temper, temper," Sirius teased, tucking his wand away in his pocket. "You're going to have to work on that, Snivellus." Sirius sat back down on the grass, watching Snape tentatively, waiting to see what his reaction would be. Much to his disappointment, Snape turned on his heels and began marching past them up to the castle.
"Snivellus snivels!" James called in an undertone, bowing his head when he said it. Lily, who was sitting on his lap, punched his shoulder. "Ow!" he cried, rubbing the spot where she had pounded him.
"Snivelly little Snivellus," Sirius muttered, just loud enough for Snape and us to hear him. I burst out into laughter and I guess that was too much for Snape to handle. He whirled around and sent a stream of silly string in our direction.
Laughing hysterically, Sirius stood up and pulled out his own wand. "If you're going to duel, Snivellus," he said, taking aim, "duel like a man." He shot a snake out of the end of his wand and it began slithering towards Snape menacingly. Snape backed away, his dark eyes growing wide with fright. The snake hissed at him and bared it's fangs warningly. Snape backed up against the nearest tree, his eyes now watering with unshed tears.
Lily jumped up from James' lap and took aim with her own wand. "Stupefy!" she cried and a jet of red light flew from the tip of her wand and hit the snake. It froze in it's spot and she picked it up carefully and moved it to the other side of the lawn. By the time she returned, Snape had fled the scene, obviously embarrassed, and the rest of us were rolling on the ground in laughter. Except for Remus, however; he was staring at Lily as though he couldn't believe he was friends with such horrible human beings.
Maybe it was wrong to laugh at Snape for his misfortune of being a git, but it served him right for trying to jinx Lily and I when we were watching Quidditch last year. We never did anything to him and I was glad to be hanging around with a group that was making a move to do something about him. Lily reckons I shouldn't have joined in with James, Sirius and Peter's laughter. "They're troublemakers, Abby," she warned. "You don't want to get too far mixed up with them."
I let out a low laugh. "That's a bit rich, coming from you, isn't it?" I asked. "Seeing as you're dating the ringleader?"
She only blushed.
I guess I should go now. I have a foot of parchment to write on the segregation of any creature not human for History of Magic. How enthralling.
Your cheerful friend,
Abby