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Severus Snape had a broken nose, two black eyes, and a bloody lip. Because he was in a lot of pain and didn't like the sight of blood, the school nurse gave him some Dreamless Sleep Potion and put him to rest in the Hospital Wing while the swelling went down in his eyes and lip.
After a long meeting with Deputy Headmaster Dumbledore about how violence was not tolerated at Hogwarts, James Potter was given three weeks detention and the order to apologize to Snape. "The detention I can deal with but apologizing? For defending my soon to be girlfriend? Dumbledore must be joking." he thought to himself while trudging up the stairs of Gryffindor tower. He mumbled to himself while trying to think of ways to avoid that particular punishment. As he reached the Fat Lady, Jame's didn't even get the chance to say the password before the portrait swung open revealing a very angry redhead.
"JAMES POTTER! WHAT ON EARTH IS WRONG WITH YOU? Y-YOU ARE A FILTHY DISGUSTING ARROGANT TOERAG! THE SCUM OF ENGLAND! I SWEAR TO MERLIN IF WE WERE NOT IN SCHOOL I WOULD-" but Lily's words got cut off by a kiss. His hands cupped her face, and it was over as soon as it began.
"Lily, let me apologize. To you. I should have kept my temper in check. I had no right to do that to Severus, but if you would be my girlfri-"
"ARE YOU BLOODY KIDDING ME, JAMES? I KNEW YOU WERE STUPID BUT MERLINS BALLS!" Lily's face and voice softened as she continued, "James...I'm going to the All Hallows Eve Ball with Severus." She inhaled deeply readied herself for his reaction. She didn't care if he was upset, but she did care if he flipped out again.
"That's okay Lils, you guys deserve each other" he said with a sneer worthy of Lucius Malfoy, the Slytherin Prefect.
Lily's jaw dropped. "Well this is a -somewhat- pleasant surprise" she thought, "I'm glad he kept his composure. But he is the most rude, arrogant slug I have ever laid eyes on!" Without answering James, the green-eyed girl whirled around to get back to work on her Potions essay on the practicality of beazors.
On the other hand, James Potter scurried up to the boys dormitory. He kicked off his shoes, stripped down to his boxers and undershirt, and collapsed onto his bed. His hazel eyes closed and his breathing grew heavier as he drifted away to sleep.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, guys! The next one will more than make up for it, I promise. The All Hallows Eve Ball is coming up! MWAHAHA!