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Chapter Two: Lily
Lily was fifteen when Azriel settled. She and Az had been running to help Severus after Potter and Black had been harassing him. She came running to his defense and was shocked when he spat their friendship in her face. She knew that they had been drifting apart these past few years, but didn't think that his time spent with the older students in his house would cause him to adopt their views on who was considered pure or not. Glancing at Az quickly she turned back to Severus and sneered, ""Fine, I won't bother in future. And I'd wash your pants if I were you, Snivellus."
Lily then turned and fled back to the lake, hoping that she'd been able to hide the tears that swelled in her eyes. As they reached the lakeside she gingerly curled up at the foot of her favorite tree, "Why did say that Az?" she cried, "I thought we were friends. Do the last seven years mean nothing to him?"
Azriel inched closer to his human gently rubbing his arched beak along her cheek, "I don't know Lil," he answered, "Perhaps he was just angry about the situation, but even so, there is no excuse for him to call you that. We should stay away Lil, I have a bad feeling about Sev and I don't like what he's turning into." Azriel jumped down from her shoulder shifting as he landed gracefully in her lap.
Lily immediately froze, "Az? Az is this it?" her voice quivered in excitement.
The feline stretched out curiously testing the new form, "I think so," he replied, "Oh, Lily! It just feels so perfect!" Identical green eyes peered up at his human, "We need to get to the library." he stated.
Lily grinned scooping him into her arms, "Yes we do! Oh, there's so much research to be done! I wonder what type of cat you are? We better hurry Az!" She exclaimed speeding her trek up to the castle. Perhaps this wasn't such a bad day after all.