A/N: I usually write in 3rd person, but today I write...
SEVERUS POV(!):
At breakfast I sat next to a couple of other slytherin boys, who thankfully returned my favor of completely and absolutely pretending I wasn't here. Merlin. My life is a living hell. Three days ago I could have told you, against common knowledge, that I had a friend. Not these goons that tolerate my presence, but a real friend.
Lily. Lily Evens.
I'm not going to deny that I wished she was a little more than a friend, but she was my best friend. I thought it would be over when I accidentally hurt her ugly muggle sister. I thought it would be over when she was sorted into Gryffindor. I thought it would be over when She didn't like the people I spent my time with. But no. Not even. It was over because of those stupid, evil, egotistical pricks that suavely called themselves the "Marauders." (Honestly, Marauders? Way to advertise that you're evil!It's like they wanted people to know that they weren't all nobel. And that potter was such an idiot!)
Yes, I could've surprised you three days ago. But not any more. She wasn't my friend anymore. I had lost my best friend. And it was all my fault. NO! It was the marauders fault. They pushed me to it! I would have never called her that otherwise. Never. I loved Lily Evens. Mudbloodness aside. I loved her. My last saving grace was that she would never ever like that Potter.
My thoughts were interrupted by a very load, but familiar noise at the other end of the table. I leaned into the center of the table to see clearer. My eyes widened at what they beheld.
A stunned Adell Sanctamonia was sitting with surprise written all over her face. The same girl that had regrettably rescued me against my will! The people surrounding her were scootching back as fast as they could. She didn't seem insulted. She didn't deny that she had made such a noise. She just collected herself and continued to eat.
So strange. How could a girl so tiny make such a horrendous sound? What had she been eating? Wait. Hold on. Recognition dawned on my face. I knew that noise! And I knew the spell that had caused it! I leaned back quickly and scanned low to the ground. I wasn't the arch nemesis of the Marauders for five years for nothing! There! I saw the heel of a shoe show up and disappear just as fast. Stupid Potter. (Or black? I couldn't tell who they were from the shoe.) If you have a magic cloak, then at least where it properly moron! He still hasn't figured out that I knew about his nifty little cloak. I could turn them in, but so far I had decided to keep it to myself. If they knew that I knew, I wouldn't be able to use it at times like now.
I looked back at the small fourth year girl. She was being targeted by the Marauders, Probably because of helping me. And I, above everyone, knew how that felt. It would start slow and escalate, just like always. Damn, the Marauders were SO predictable. If I were them I would shake up the routine a little. The longer you used the same strategy, the more time someone had to find a hole in it! But stupid Gryffindors don't plot like Slytherins do.
Poor girl. She wouldn't know what hit her. As she finished and walked away, I couldn't help but notice she was different. She had her honey coloured hair away from her face, it was a better look for her. She had a small smile on her face. Silly girl.
I couldn't help but think that she was quite pretty. You know. After you looked past the fact that she was practically a midget, and she was all skin and bones. Once she took care of herself she wasn't that bad. Just an observation, it wasn't like I was interested or anything. sheesh. I sighed and looked at my food.
Poor girl. The rest of the school year would be a living hell for her. To bad. She shouldn't have helped me. I finished and left the table. It wasn't my problem.
A/N: YAY! It's summer, it's summer it's summer, it's summer!
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Naflower05