I'm kind of torn about the new Pottermore update on James' parents. On one hand whoooo yay, Fleamont and Euphemia, on the other, in my mind Dorea and Charlus are forever and always his parents. I feel like it's a lot easier to write them as well, since there is so much wiggle room.

This isn't a proper chapter, and I'm reallly sorry about that. This is just to hold you over until later this week or this weekend. In which I'll hopefully update all three of my stories. Just yes.

Everyone seemed to like the prank in the last chapter *phew* any ideas for future pranks that you would like to see would be lovely, and I'd love to hear about them.

This chapter is more of a little insight into Snape and Lily's relationship. You'll see more of it as time goes by, but I just wanted to get this out before they go on summer vacation. Kou Shun'u suggested something, which I think would be interesting to explore, even if it only happens a couple 'll have to wait and see ;)

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May 29th, 1973

Pomona Sprout was looking jolly and positively ecstatic, as if a Herbology exam was one of her favourite things. Their exam was simple she said, that they had covered part of the information in first year, and that they should be able to properly deal with Spiky bushes by now.

Hermione cast her incendio, standing far enough back to avoid the spikes that shot out of the plant. Draco and Remus were also successful. James narrowly missed getting stabbed by one of them, Sirius cast his incendio competently as well, but one of the spikes whizzed past his ear, cutting a few stray hairs away. Peter unfortunately had a spike shoot straight into his shoulder, fainting when he saw the crimson blood seeping through his protective coat, slowly moving through the fibres.

"Well that was lovely," Sirius grimaced as Professor Sprout levitated Peter out of the Greenhouse.

"Why didn't he move? He just stood there," Lily frowned. She was on the other side of the Greenhouse, next to Severus and Alice. Whom Snape had ignored the entire time, no matter how many weak attempts Alice had made at conversation; Snape had given her a deathly glare, and despite that she had tried to have a proper conversation. An exercise in futility.

"It's Pettigrew," Snape said dully, out of the corner of his eye he could see his housemates watching them with suspicious eyes. Usually he would've quietly left and gone over to them, but Lily had called him out on that, and he was trying to please everyone.

"What did you just say?" Hermione's ears perked up. The Peter that she had grown to know wasn't a horrid man that she hated. He was a meek and clumsy boy that merely seeked the approval of others. In seconds she was inches away from Snape, hand on her wand.

"Sev didn't mean it in a bad way," Lily spoke up quickly, hands in front of her as the tips of Hermione's curls sparked. "Did you?" Lily shot him a scathing look.

"Of course not," Snape's voice was dripping with sarcasm. "I wouldn't be surprised however, if that's never done in class ever again."

Draco sensed that Hermione was moments away from hitting or hexing Snape, so he put a cool hand on her forearm. Hermione snapped her head in his direction, eyes angry, jaw set. After a loaded staring match, Hermione sighed, and stepped back.

Even though they knew who Peter was going to become, the boy they spent practically all of their time with was hard to hate. When he did start to change, they were going to be hard pressed to detest him. Hermione was beginning to understand why Professor Lupin and Sirius whilst they had wanted Peter dead in the future, they looked torn to shreds over it.

All Hermione knew was that the man she had known, the one who sacrificed the majority of his adult life leading a double life, being a spy; was not the same as the Severus Snape of this time. A man regretting his decisions, and desperate to fix what he had done. For the woman he loved, the girl he had grown up with, arguably his best friend. She saw none of that bravery in the boy in front of her. Snape had been a mean, harsh professor. It was evident in the mental abuse he inflicted upon Neville, to the point that he was Neville's boggart. Severus Snape was a complex man, a bully in his own right, but he had done amazing things for Lily's son. After Harry revealed all that Snape had done for him, she was unsure how to feel. She had a front row seat to him picking on Harry and other students. Favouring Slytherins over Gryffindors, making fun of her raising her hand too much. So she had been floored that he had dedicated his life to protecting Harry in a roundabout way. She still didn't know how she felt. For now she was going to give him a chance to prove he wasn't as horrible as he portrayed himelf. There were times he egged James on. Of course, James gave as good as he got. Petty fights were what they were now. Hermione had a sinking feeling that it wasn't going to get any better.

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Flashback

January 9th, 1973

"Sev! Sev!" Lily yelled excitably, pelting down the hallway as the dark haired boy turned to face her with a raised brow.

"You're positively vibrating with happiness and excitement...why?" Snape squinted slightly.

"I figured out how to brew a shrinking solution-"

"Really? That's quite amazing," Severus complimented, crossing his arms over his chest as he faced her properly.

"Thank you," Lily preened, hands interlocked behind her back as she rocked back and forth on her heels.

"Slughorn was more than pleased I'm assuming? Snape drawled dryly.

"Overjoyed, he was impressed that I'm brewing potions a year above my level." Lily laughed joyously.

"As he should be, you're brilliant," Snape scoffed when he thought of the jolly man with the rounded gut.

"What are you up to?" Lily asked, swaying back and forth.

"I was just heading to the Great Hall. It's lunch time, Lily." Snape reminded her when the girl cocked her head to the side in confusion.

"We didn't have Charms this morning since Professor Flitwick was feeling a bit ill, so I snuck into the Potions classroom and worked in the back. He was teaching Gideon's class." Lily started walking down the corridor, humming a delightful tune as Snape walked beside her.

"Prewett is an idiot," Snape sneered, Lily hit his arm lightly.

"Gideon is a nice guy."

"Doesn't change the fact that he's dim and not all together up there," Snape pointed at his noggin mockingly.

"Sev, that's not fair," Lily scolded, crossing her arms over her chest as they strolled at a leisurely pace.

"Oh, Alice was saying maybe we could hang out this weekend- the three of us I mean," Lily relayed her other best friend's suggestion.

"Maybe," Snape said coldly, Lily didn't hear his icy tone, or see the distasteful look on his face, all she heard was that maybe, just maybe her two best friends would finally start interacting. Then they could all hang out together, and then maybe Mione and Draco would start to hang out with Sev and see that he wasn't all that bad. Out of their little group which Lily refused to say the name, because the saying the name gave it power; Hermione and Draco were probably the most reasonable. Eventually maybe they could convince the others, and then Sev and James would put their differences aside. They would put their differences aside, bury the hatchet, disperse the discord and animosity between them.

Maybe.

Hope you liked this little mini chapter, please let me know what you think x

Don't worry, our sixtet will be back next chapter with more loveliness. That's what they are right? Either way, this summer they all grow in more ways than one. Look forward to that! They're all teenagers now, and with that comes...heh.

I hope you guys have a lovely night, afternoon, evening, morning, day, and I'll see you soon!

-Indieblue xxx