Severus and Lily
Chapter Six
Severuus climbed the stairs to his dormitary. It was only two hours away until the dance started.
As he reached his dormitary, he crossed straight into the bathroom and locked himself in.
Severus looked into the mirror. His eyes flickered to his greasy hair. Insults rolled through his head about his hair. Okay, so he hadn't washed his har since the month before his first day at Hogwarts, but who cares?
"I do..." Severus muttered as a picture of Lily flooded into his mind.
He wanted to look his best so that... so that... so that every Slytherin will kill him when they see him dancing with Lily.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" Severus cursed as he hit the wall.
He ran his hand through his greasy hair.
True, he loved Lily, and true he'd do anything for her, but he was sure that the Slytherins will never let him near the Slytherin common rooms ever again, let alone themselves.
What am i going to do? Severus panicked.
Severus sat on the lid of the toliet and fretted over his dilemma.
After half an hour, he came down to two things.
Lily or Slytherin.
He knew straight away that he'd take Lily any day, but that didn't make rejecting Slytherin any easier.
Taking a deep breath, he stepped in front of the shower and undressed, turing the hot water on. If he was going to look his best for Lily, he might as well clean himself all over...including his hair.
Maybe the Slytherins won't recognise me. Severus thought hopefully.
When Severus stepped out, he wrinkled his nose, he did not like the smell of raspberries in his hair.
Drying himself off, he unlocked the door and went to get his brand new dress robes.
His mother had just bought them, and they looked expensive.
There was only half an hour left when Severus had finished dressing. He decided to go down early.
He was walking down the corridor to the Great Hall, when he was jinxed and his two legs snapped together and Severus fell over, smacking his nose into the floor, causing it to bleed instantly.
"Prongs, who the hell is this?" Came a sneering voice.
Someone flipped over and Severus was staring into the eyes of his two arch enimies.
"I don't believe it!" Potter whispered.
"Bloody hell!" Black nodded.
"You've got to be joking, Snivvy!" Potter roared, spit landing on Severus's face.
"Which girl enchanted you to do this?" Black asked, through laughter.
Severus growled. "Let me go!"
"No! We're going to have some fun!" Black said, raising his head, looking down at Severus.
"Want girl would want to go with you?" Potter sneered at Severus.
Severus was bursting to tell them the name of his partner, but he held his tongue.
"Prongs, let's have some fun!" Black said stepping away, holding his wand out.
"Okay, but i need to keep my eye on the stairs, Evans will be down soon." Potter said, instictivly flattening his hair.
Severus couldn't help it. "What make you think she would go with you? She's already got a date!"
"Yeah, and as soon as i found out who, i'm going to pound him into the ground." Potter said darkly.
"Well, look no farther, because you're looking at him." Severus smirked.
"Yeah, whatever, Snivy, this is Evans we are talking about!" Potter jeered.
Snape glanced at Black.
"I dunno, Prongs." Black said, tilting his head.
"What do you mean, Lily would never, ever choose this slimeball git over me!" Potter said, swelling his chest.
"James," Black said seriously, "Think about it. Where has Lily bee spending her spare periods at?"
"Under a tree with... with him!" Potter said venomously.
"In class, who does she partner with, who sits near her?" Sirius continued.
Potter sucked in his breath and flicked his wand, putting the body-bind curse on Severus. "HIM!"
As James shouted, he kicked Severus in the side.
"Alice! Alice!" Black called, he was off, chasing some girl.
Potter sneered. "Too bad all that 'getting ready' was a waste of time..."
When Severus came round, he was in the School broom closet.
He breathed in and pain seared all over his body. He tried to raise a hand, but it was stuck by his side. He tried to call out, but no answer came.
Severus was propped up against the wall with one word circuling through his head: LILY...LILY...LILY