A/N: Hey everyone, I can't write much right now because I'm in a rush and wanted to get this up as soon as possible! Please enjoy, review, anticipate etc, etc... I'll draft the next chapter tonight and get it up for you as soon as possible! ^-^
"So, how did it go?"
"How did what go?"
"You… You said you were going to meet Evans yesterday? How hard did she stamp on your dream?"
"Sirius," James looked his friend sincerely in the eye. "She's practically mine."
Sirius looked at him in disbelief. "What did you do, spike her drink with a love potion? You know she'd never go anywhere near you, why are you still trying? She has a boyfriend now, James."
James shook his head.
"No," he smiled. "Not really. I reckon she's just faking it with Snivellus so that I'll be jealous. I have a plan, Padfoot. You watch, give me a bit of time, and she won't be leaving my side."
"Good luck with that, mate. What are you going to do? Bully her into liking you?" Sirius scoffed, before getting up and leaving the Gryffindor common room, leaving James smirking to himself.
Since the event it the library, Lily had been avoiding the common room as much as she possibly could; she'd spend most of her time elsewhere in the castle, or in her dormitory, away from most people. She'd convinced herself she wasn't doing this to avoid James Potter, but she knew deep down it was the reason for her absence around Gryffindor Tower.
What James had done had scared her. She'd never thought he'd be so aggressive… What was he playing at? He'd physically forced her into a corner and gotten right in her face. He'd not shouted at her or even raised his voice slightly, but there had been a menacing element in his voice, and it had sent shivers down her spine.
Worst of all though, Lily hadn't seen Snape since the day before the Quidditch match. She knew it'd be a bad idea to tell him about the incident in the library, but he could still hold her, and that would give her the comfort and sense of security that she really needed. It was for this reason that she'd been scouring the castle all day looking for him.
Thankfully, at around seven o'clock, she'd spotted him slouching out of the Grand Hall and towards the school grounds, looking gloomy.
"Sev!" She called, half running over to him. "I've not seen you in days, where have you been?"
"Around," he muttered, not looking at her.
"I've missed you," she half smiled, reaching for his hand. He pulled it away and stuffed it into his pocket,
"What - Sev? What's wrong?"
He stopped, back still facing her. "Leave me alone, Lily. I don't want to talk to you."
He flicked his hair out of his eyes, and walked out into the darkening grounds.
Lily ran after him, calling his name desperately.
"Sev, Sev! Wait! What have I do-"
He turned around to face her. His grey eyes narrowed viciously as they focused on her, yet when spoke directly to her, his voice was sad and empty.
"Piss off, Lily. I'm done with you. Get lost."
As Snape disappeared around a corner, Lily stood just outside the castle; silent tears began rolling down her cheeks. What did he mean, 'done with her'?
The one person she'd needed had disregarded her as if she'd done something awful, and she was oblivious as to what she possibly could have done.
She wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve and marched back inside, determined not to get worked up about his. She'd find a way to resolve it. She knew she'd done nothing wrong.