It was the Easter holidays, and Lily hadn't spoken to Snape for weeks. Lily had chosen to come home for the holidays, as there was no point her being holed up in the castle when she couldn't even think of what to say to Snape. It's not that she didn't want to talk to him, she just didn't know how to since that night. Several times she'd sat down with some parchment and a quill, Dear Sev, she'd begin, but never know what to write after that, which was why she was determined to write something meaningful that night.
Dear Sev, she wrote before dropping her quill and resting her head in her hands. What was she supposed to say? She hadn't done anything wrong. For what seemed like the hundredth time, she screwed up the parchment and threw it away.
A week later, Lily was aboard the Hogwarts Express, yet this time she was sat with Samantha instead of Snape. She'd told Samantha about what had happened, and for once, she had no advice to give,
"Sounds like you've got a bit of a problem, Lily".
"I know, I know! I just don't know what to do…" She let her head fall so it rested on her friends' shoulder, and Samantha stroked her hair.
"I don't mean to sound cliché Lil, but if it's meant to be then it'll sort itself out soon," she said.
Lily sighed. "I hope so, Sam, I hope so…"
However, much to Lily's a nasty shock was waiting for her in the Gryffindor common room. As she walked in, all eyes turned to her, and she couldn't see a face that wasn't either disgusted or shocked. Bewildered, she looked to Samantha for some sort of explanation. She didn't need it though, as the source of the commotion became clear to her when the Gryffindor students parted, revealing a mass of graffiti on the wall.
Lily Evans: Slut and cheating whore, Evans is a dirty cheat, Mudblood and common as dirt.
Lily put her hand to her mouth in shock, her eyes brimming with tears. She ran out of the common room, sobbing.
The next day, Samantha woke up to find Lily's bed untouched. She couldn't bear to see her friend like this. She got dressed and went downstairs, but walked past the great hall and into the dungeons. She waited outside the Slytherin common room for around ten minutes before Snape walked out alone. She grabbed the cuff of his shirt and dragged him to a corner.
"Sam.. Sam what are you doing? I was about to go to-"
"What the hell is wrong with you?" She hissed at him. "How dare you do something so cruel and heartless? I know you've fallen out but this is bloody ridiculous!"
Snape frowned. "I- What?"
"You know damn well what I mean, you little sod, don't act like you don't know. We all wanted to believe that you were different, Snape, but no. Well done though, you've really lived up to everyone's poor expectations of you."
"Sam, what the hell are you talking about? Why are you talking to me, anyway?"
Samantha laughed sarcastically. "Funny. You know what I'm talking about; the graffiti in our common room. How could you be so horrible to Lily? You know she'd never cheat on you! And to go so far as to call her a M… You know what I mean… Seriously, you've really upset her!"
"Who… I've upset Lily? I've not spoken to her for three weeks! I… I know she'd never cheat. I… It's complicated, Sam…"
Samantha scoffed. "No, no it isn't. You're jealous, Snape. You can't bear to see anyone with her because you love her so much, but you don't even trust her? You must be stupid."
It surprised Snape that Samantha knew so much. She was right, he couldn't bear it if Lily was with anyone else, especially James Potter.
"Look, Sam, I don't know about any graffiti, I can't even get into your common room, can I? And… and you can tell Lily that if she wants to speak to me, she knows where to find me…"
She scoffed again. "Fat chance of that, she thinks you don't trust her, why should she make the effort? You know, whatever. This is something you have to fix. See you around." She strode out of the dungeon. She'd make sure this was sorted out, she couldn't bear to see Lily unhappy.