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Summary: This is a Lily/James fic, but before they start to like each other.

Chapter One

Starts off as 'Snape's worst memory

There the "Marauders were, as usual teasing Snape, flipping him upside down, hexing him, everything to make his life hell. They had just scoured Snape's mouth out with soap, bubbles poured out, causing him to gag and choke. I needed to stop this.

"Leave him ALONE!" I yelled, advancing on the marauders.

Potter's hand jumped to his hair, raking it upwards and (as usual) looking like a dolt.

"All right, Evans?" Potter said, sounding pleasanter and more mature.

"Leave him alone," I repeated, seeing they still hadn't done anything about Snape. "What's he done to you?"

"Well, just the fact that he exists, if you know what I mean..."

What a stupid excuse. Many people laughed, though thankfully Remus didn't. "You think you're being funny," I said as coldly as I could. "But you're just an arrogant, bullying toe-rag Potter. Leave him alone."

"I will if you got out with me," he said, as though he continually rehearsed this. "Go on, go out with me, and I'll never lay a wand on old Snivelly again."

Behind him, the Impendent Jinx was wearing off, Snape was beginning to inch towards his wand, spitting out soap suds as he went.

"I wouldn't go out with you if I had a choice between you and the giant squid!" I yelled, starting to release my pent up anger.

Black muttered to Potter, then yelled out a word of warning. It was to late, Snape reached his want and sent a blast of light at James. A gash appeared at the side of his head, I felt like cheering. Potter whirled around, spraying blood in all directions. A moment later Snape was upside down, showing graying underpants. Many people cheered. Potter and Black were breathless with laughter but Pettigrew was rolling on the ground with tears of laughter in his eyes. I shook with anger, but I had to admit it was quite funny. Almost smiling I caught myself and yelled at them again. "Let him down!"

"Why definetly," Potter said smirking. With the flick of his wand Snape crumpled on the ground. Disentangling himself from his robes he quickly got to his feet, wand out, but Black said "Perificus totalus," and Snape keeled over again, rigid as a board.

I whipped my wand out and gave them a long look of cold fury. "Leave, him, alone," I said slowly, noticing with satisfaction they didn't look so sure of themselves now.

"Ah, Evans," Potter said pretending to take control of the situation again. "Don't make me hex you."

"Take the curse off him then." I said. Potter sighed as though he was doing me a huge favour, though lifted the curse off him.

"There you go, you're lucky Evans was here, Snivellus-"Potter said.

"I don't need help from filthy mudbloods like her,"

I blinked, loathing that word. "Fine," I continued coolly. "I won't bother in the future. I'd also wash my hair in the future if I were you-Snivellus."

"Apologise to Evans," Potter roared, his wand back up.

"I don't want him to apologize," I shouted, rounding on Potter. "You're as bad as he is."

"What?" he yelped. "I'd NEVER call you a –you-know what!"

This was my chance to let out all the anger and frustration. "Messing up your hair because you think it's cool to look like you just got off a broomstick, showing off with that stupid Snitch, walking down corridors hexing anyone who annoys you just because you can- I'm surprised your broomstick can get off the ground with that fat head on it. You make me SICK." I turned on my heel and strode off, feeling quite satisfied. Potter called but I didn't look back.

A.N. I know I didn't follow the text from OOP exactly, but it would have been boring, so please don't tell me that I got something wrong.