Warning: creepy stalker bullshit

Word Count: 341


He watches her.

Potter thinks he's so great just because Lily has finally given him the time of day. He isn't. He is a pathetic, miserable prick. Lily will realize that one day.

She will grow tired of him, and she will come back to Severus. When that day comes, he will forgive her. After all, that's what friendship is all about.

She will receive his forgiveness, and Potter will know his wrath.

She looks so beautiful in her mauve jumper. Severus watches, wanting more than anything to just reach out and touch her.

She doesn't even seem to notice him. Instead, she just laughs at something stupid that Potter has said.

One day, she will remember him. One day, she will love him again.

Not just as friends, but as something more.

He will always be waiting.

Black grins at her. "I always had a thing for you, Lils," he says.

She rolls her eyes. "In your dreams."

But she smiles when she says it. She always seems to smile when she's around Potter and his little gang.

Did she smile much with him? Severus thinks she must have.

But he knows she never smiled the way she does now. She never looked at him the way she looks at the group of Gryffindor boys.

She will. One day she will see that Severus has been there, always waiting, always ready to catch her.

He loves her. Potter doesn't. Potter could never.

"She isn't good for you," Regulus warns.

What does he know about it? He is young and an idiot. He has never loved anyone. How could he understand?

"I think you need to let go. She's clouding your judgment."

But he won't let go. He will never let go because he knows that they are meant to be.

She and Potter kiss. It sours his stomach.

He wants to scream, to destroy something, to hex everyone within reach.

One day, she will kiss him like that. One day she will see her mistake.

All he has to do is wait.