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N-O spells NO by Addy Brook

Format: Novel
Chapters: 5
Word Count: 10,530
Status: Abandoned

Rating: 12+
Warnings: Mild Language, Contains Spoilers

Genres: Romance
Characters: Lupin, McGonagall, Snape, Sirius, Lily, James, Bellatrix, Pettigrew, OtherCanon
Pairings: Snape/Lily, James/Lily

First Published: 07/31/2007
Last Chapter: 10/22/2009
Last Updated: 10/22/2009

Summary:
Sorry my dears, but this story isn't going to be finished or updated for that matter. Feel free to enjoy the chapters already up. Super Sorry!
 


Chapter 1: Chapter 1
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Chapter 1
Lily Evans walked up the Hogwarts Express peering in the compartments looking for a greasy haired boy. Usually he would find a compartment before anyone else got on the train, she glanced sideways to see Potter and his Gang’s compartment, her stress level dropped a bit due to the fact that she wouldn’t have to pull Potter off Severus. A few compartments down she saw her friend, Mary, who loved to hang out with Nicole, Chloe, Sophie, and Glenn, so naturally they were sitting together. Mary stepped out and said,

“Hey Lily, guess what?”

“What Mary?” Lily said impatiently, she wanted to get back to her search.

“I’m a prefect, and so is Nicole and Glenn” she said with so much excitement Lily was afraid her friend was going to wet her pants,

“Congrats,” Lily said still with impatient ness, “have you seen Sev?”

“No……And we’re not sitting with him” but the last part of her sentence was never heard by her friend, she was all ready down the hall still looking into compartments.

As she entered the carriage that the seventh years sat she quickened her pace the quicker she got out of there the better, being a fifth year and all. When the last compartment came she knew he had to be in there or they were playing hide and go seek. She quickly glanced in only to see Severus laughing with the Death Eaters to be, Lily knew this would not be a great time to walk in, due to her being muggle-born.

She walked into her friend’s compartment they were all reading, only glancing up to see who it is. She sits down and pulls out a book when Mary looks at her watch and says, “Well it’s nearly time.”

“Nearly time for what?” Lily asked with curiosity.

“Nearly time for Prefect duties,” Glenn said with the it’s-so-obvious tone in her voice.

Naturally thought Lily, she hung out with the smartest girls of her year (from three of the four houses); although they were in different houses they still enjoyed being together. Even though she had a friend from Slytherin he never really liked hanging out with other girls. No sooner then when she tried to read again when Potter and his gang filtered through the door. People loved sitting near Lily for this, they adored seeing Sirius Black up close. Lily merely glanced from her reading, and then tried with all her might to stay focused on reading.

“I see you aren’t protecting Snivilly Evans?” Potter sneered, a couple of his friends laughed, Lily couldn’t tell which because she was so focused on not lifting her graze. But she couldn’t help noticing his breath on her face, he must be very close. “Why don’t you put that book down and snog me? We all now you want to” Potter through out, he always had a way of throughing thoughts out so causally

“Shove off Potter, Don’t you have something better to do?” she said half hoping that he would go and torment someone else,

“Looks like today’s not the day Prongs, you owe me a sickle.”

“Alright, alright Padfoot. Hey Evans, I’m always open.” And with that they walked out, only then did Lily put down her book. The girls played Exploding Snaps and put together well thought out study plans for their fifth year for the rest of the train ride.

When they got into Hogsmead Station they heard the familiar cry of “First ‘ears over ‘ere, first ‘eres” they walked down the path until they came to the horse-less carriages, Lily and her friends managed to get one to themselves. Lily kept glancing over her shoulder seeing if she saw Severus, since she didn’t, she assumed he must be a head of her.

After the sorting ceremony, Lily glanced at the Slytherin table only to see Severus chatting and laughing with the people who have tried cursing her. He glanced in her direction once, giving her the I’ll-see-you-after-dinner look. When the feast came to a close, Lily asked Mary franticly, “What’s the Gryffindor pass word?”

“Flabbergasted,” Mary answered with proud ness, it was something she knew and Lily didn’t, and then ran off to help the first years to the dormitories.

When the Death Eaters to be had finally left the hall she stood up to leave, only to see Severus stand up to, finally she would be able to talk to him without Petunia listing in. “So how was the train ride?” Lily asked, “I mean hanging out with the big boys on the block?”

“Would you shove off, I was only in there because they said to, or else they would have made me.” Severus responded

“Well, what did they want?” Lily asked just as fast as he could respond.

“Wonder why I was always hanging out with you, just told them you had an excessively large crush on me……” but that was all of the story he was able to tell her because he just had a extremely large blow to the ear, “What the bloody hell was that for?” he bellowed at his companion.

“I do not have even the slightest feelings towards you, at least not that way.” Lily pointed out, she wanted to make this very clear with Severus, just like with everyone else.

When Lily Evans walked into the Gryffindor common room, all she wanted to do was go straight to bed, to bad Potter was lying on the couch. She tried to hide behind her hand but it was no use, “Hey Evans!” Potter called.

“Put a sock in it Potter what ever it is, I don’t want to hear it.” And with that she stopped up to her dormitory without another glance behind her.

Lily woke up the next morning feeling well rested and as if this year was going to be different. She pulled on her school robes and started sorting her books into piles so it would be an easy grab after breakfast. She caught up with Mary in the common room. “How does being a prefect feel?” Lily asked her.

“Alright, it is a lot of responsibility and you have to patrol corridors every now and then,” Mary replied, “I’m so excited about this year,” this is what made Mary her best friend, she had the unexpected sudden out bursts of excitement, “I mean taking the O.W.L.s and figuring out what job we want to do, I don’t know if I can decide this early, I mean I’m only fifteen….”

“Calm down Mary, we are all worried,” Lily lied, she more excited then anything at the moment, “come on let’s get some breakfast.”

Breakfast and getting schedules went as smoothly as capably possible. After Lily and Mary got their schedules they dashed up to the dormitories, Lily was glad she sorted her books earlier because once they got up there they had five minutes to get to Defense Against the Dark Arts. Although they made it in time Lily felt a little rushed which didn’t help when they where trying to practice non-verbal spells. The first day of classes went just like all the others do, and just like all others there was a heavy load of homework on the first night. Mary was out patrolling so Lily was left to do her work alone. She decided to do the charm essay first on the beating charm, where objects would start beating other objects. When she came to the part of the essay where she had to describe the usage of this charm, she had to stop and think, only to see Potter strutting over towards her and pulling up a chair, “Hey Evans,” he said with the simplicity as if they normally hung out,

“What Potter?” Lily said, she thought what ever Potter had to say he would say it, even if that meant that he would stand up in front of everyone in the Great Hall during breakfast, in a little corner of the common room was much better.

“Snivilly says he loves you and wanted me to give you this….” He leaned over to give her a kiss but she was to fast for him, she slapped him in the face sending him onto the ground, but before he could get up she pointed her wand at her books and imminently began hitting Potter as he ran to the other side of the room to get the counter curse from Lupin, who was nice enough to bring Lily’s books back. She then knew a use for the beating charm, hitting people when they get to close.

Besides the abnormally large amount of homework and James Potter, Lily’s fifth year was one of the best so far. She hung out with Severus in the Library after dinner; she enjoyed hanging out with him he was very kind, considerate, funny (most jokes were about Potter), smart, and the way his nose hooked made him very attractive. In Lily’s mind if you looked past his unpopular ness he was just someone everyone would want to be best friends with. Whenever she told Mary about this, she would start giggle ling and tell her that she was in love with Severus, her response was always ‘well, at least he is twice as good as Potter ever thinks he can be.’

Potter made it his duty to ask Lily out at least three times a day and torture Severus when ever he was alone, so Lily started to walk to all of the classes they had together, together. This only made Potter ask her out more frequently, but Lily’s reply was always the same ‘no’. She started saying it before he would even ask; she seemed to be able to smell his foul stench a mile away.

By mid-November the first Quiddich match came on a cool crisp morning, even though Lily despised Quiddich she decided to go, not to route on Potter, like every else in the house, but to route on the team, she always enjoyed victory. After breakfast she grabbed the novel she was reading and headed towards the pitch, she walked into the Gryffindor stands, she spotted Mary in the front, screaming her head off. Lily walked toward the back and sat herself down and began to read; the romance, the action, the drams, oh this book is so interesting she thought, the noise level escalated, she wondered whether Gryffindor had won yet, the noise level dropped with ease, but she could not pull herself away from her book, but then she heard her name called, “Lily” it rang out in a soft soothing voice, she tore her eyes up to see Severus sitting next to her. The stadium was completely empty except for the two.

“Oh is the match over?”

He nodded, “you guys won, Potter caught the snitch very early, and some people thought it was the shortest game in Hogwarts’ history. Anyway when every one left, I thought I’d pry you away from your book before Potter did.” She chuckled softly and a warm smile spread across his face, “Come on” Severus said and they walked back to the castle, as they walked they arguing which house was going to win the Quiddich cup.

When they reach the portrait of the Fat Lady, Lily turned to Severus, “well Sev, sorry to end our argument, but I have to go to the Gryffindor common room and return my book and attempt to calm Mary down. You want to hang out after lunch, by the beech tree next to the lake?”

“Oh, ya, sure,” he responded as his smile grew wider

“Alright, see you then,” she turned to face the Fat Lady and muttered, “goose bumps,” the portrait swung open, and Lily stepped inside.

Severus watched Lily go behind the portrait, the smile quickly fell off his face, it wasn’t because he didn’t enjoy being in her company, it was that he missed her when she left (even when it was for a moment or two), she was the reason he got up every morning, anyone that knew him knew he was in love with Lily Evans, and he wouldn’t deny it, in fact it was the reason he hated Potter so much, because Potter also fancied Lily Evans, but he made more of a show out of it, Severus always wondered if he really was in love with Lily. Potter knew Severus was in love with Lily, and he thought to make an ongoing dueling contest over the past five years would be the test of who really did love Lily. Severus had not given up yet, even though he was the most unpopular boy in school, Lily was still on his side and that’s all that mattered.

He approached the entrance to the Slytherin common room, “freeze blast” he murmured and entered the green and black room, it was the same was usual, the Death Eaters to be were huddled in a corner, Severus didn’t believe in their ideas but it was nice to have some friends, other than Lily.

“Still not all goo-goo eyed over that mudblood?” came the shrilling voice of Bellatrix Black.

“No,” he lied, her laugh was the only thing he heard as he headed towards his dormitory, and he had to look a little bit better for Lily after lunch. He ran a towel through his hair trying to wipe as much grease off as possible, why his hair produced so much grease, beats him, he always thought it had something to do with hormones, “Stupid hormones” he said out loud, they were one of the reasons why he was so unpopular, but if every thing worked out between him and Lily, he would be up on the high charts, but that didn’t matter to him, he would be with Lily Evans, the most perfect girl in the world for him. Better yet, the look on Potter’s face when he saw them.

He was so nervous that he decided to skip lunch and just head for the lake, not that being with Lily made him nervous, it was just hat this was their first non-studious hang out.

Lily stood up after lunch and wandered over towards the grounds where the beech tree stood, in the shadows sat a scrawny boy. Lily sat herself down beside him, “Isn’t beautiful out here?” she asked him.

“Yes, but I think there is something more beautiful out there.”

“What?” Lily asked with curiosity.

“Guess,” he said, he wasn’t just going to tell her straight out, maybe after some time.

“Snow?”

“No.”

“Sunset?”

“No,” he smiled a deep, rich smile, she looked at him as if looking for a clue, she thought about it, maybe he meant her, but they were just friends, she decided to try it, but before she could open her mouth, Potter burst out of thin air saying,

“How about Potter and Evans?”

“You know, that would be the most disgusting thing to me.” Severus said, it made Lily smile. Apparently his comment crossed the line, because Potter drew out his wand and muttered some inaudible spell that cased Severus to get boils all over his face. Lily thought quickly, Potter’s spells usually can cases damage very quickly, she needed to get Severus up to the Hospital Wing quickly; she grabbed his hand, pulled him up, and pushed Potter down on her way up.

Chapter 2: Chapter 2
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Chapter 2

Severus was released from the Hospital wing a few days later; his boils now just looked like bad acne and would disappear with time. Things hadn’t gone as planned a few days earlier, but maybe next weekend he and Lily could attempt to ‘hang-out’ again.

 

As he worked his way towards the Great Hall he heard immense shouting, “That gives you no right!” a girl shouted.

 

“But he fancies you Evans!” a boy shouted back. These voices reminded him of his parents.

 

“And I don’t see him curse you every time you insult him!”

 

“Hey Evans, would you……”

 

“NO, NO, NO, NEVER EVER, EVER WILL I GO OUT WITH YOU!” Severus could now make out the two shouting figures, Potter and Lily (even though he could probably figure that out a long time ago). A crowd was forming and passing bet money, and this was a past time of the school: betting whether Lily finally would say yes to Potter.

 

“One more thing Evans,” he said, as if he had a list of questions to ask her every morning, “Do you fancy Snivilly over me?” Severus hoped she’d say ‘yes’. The crowed around him started betting what she would say. Lily looked taken back, as if she was expecting something along the lines of ‘want to snog me?’, but this was not even close to snogging or going out with Potter. He smirked as if he had finally out witted Lily Evans. But Lily, after some thought and huffy breaths, clearly said,

 

“I don’t think he is an arrogant toe rag, if that is what you mean.”

 

“So is he still a greasy git?”

 

“Why you little…..”

 

“Potter, Evans,” Professor McGonagall came through and shooed the crowed away, “one more of these shouting outbursts and I will have to give you detention” and with that she strutted over towards her classroom. Potter was quickly joined by his friends and they headed off. Meanwhile Severus stayed in the shadows, leaning against a wall, almost smiling at Lily as she approached with Mary. Lily caught eyes with Severus. She just rolled her eyes as he joined them as they walked to Defense Against the Dark Arts, not talking a bit. Professor Winton was a bit shaky, due to the fact that he had lived among ogres for the last few years, but everyone knew that next year he would go out and get more experience: all of their Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers had been like that.

 

At the end of the lesson Lily was, for the first time in her life, wishing that Severus would go away. He wasn’t talking at all and when Mary finally ran off for divination, he asked, “So, do you think I’m a greasy git?”

 

“No, why would you think that?”

 

“Just wondering, and I was wondering, do you fancy me over Potter?”

 

“Of course, but friendly feelings only.” She could just sense that he didn’t feel the same way for her, she just knew it.

 

Everything went as it usually did for the next few days and then, after a long study session, Lily and Mary decided to go and eat dinner. They sat next to Alice Winterfew, a sixth year who was very clumsy. Potter was at the other end of the table secretly talking with his Marauders. When most of the people were eating, Potter flashed Lily a wicked smile, then stood up, on the bench, and started singing very badly, barley holding a tune,

 

“Oh, Lily my love

You are the flower that creates a dove

How can I tell you that my love is true?

I love you Lily, I do

Our love is like a blossoming tree

Would you, please, please, please go out with me?”

 

The hall seemed to go quiet, awaiting Lily’s response. Anyone could see the anger building inside her, and then she yelled, “NO POTTER, I WILL NEVER EVER, EVER GO OUT WITH YOU!! WHEN WILL YOU GET THAT IN THAT FAT HEAD OF YOURS!!!!!!!!!!” and with that she stormed off, while bet money flew across the table. James Potter sat down in his seat, the grin wiped off his face,

 

“Was it really that bad?” is all he could say.

 

“Well,” started Remus, but he was cut off by Sirius,

 

“She must really hate you,”

 

“Padfoot!”

 

“What?”

 

“We are supposed to boost his esteem.”

 

“But we are also supposed to be truthful too.”

 

“Yes well, okay,” Remus turned his head toward his sad friend, “Prongs, it was entertaining.” He shot James a fake grin, James just poked at his peas.

 

“What am I doing wrong?” he asked his friends.

 

“You know who we could ask?” Sirius said as a mischievous grin grew.

 

“Who?” said a happier James as Sirius looked at Remus.

 

“If you are desperate enough,” Remus said rolling his eyes.

 

“Who?” James asked again.

 

“You’re mum,” Sirius finally stated, James looked at him then said,

 

“My mum?” as if trying to see if this was a joke.

 

“Yeah,” said Sirius again, “I mean, she’s a woman and Moony’s mum is dead, Wormy’s is half blind, mine would tell you to kill her, so that leaves your mum, and who knows maybe she could give you some pointers.” It seemed like a good explanation,

 

“All right, I’ll write to her,” he stood up to leave but a strict voice held him back,

 

“Potter, you and Ms. Evans have detention, my office, six o’clock tomorrow” McGonagall said. James groaned and made his way out of the great hall

 

James sat in his dormitory with a blank piece of parchment and a quill. He didn’t know how to start, how he would ask his mum to help him get a girl. Then an idea hit him like a bluger.

 

Dear Mum,

How are you and Dad doing? I’m great. I was wondering if you could give me some advice on that girl I told about over the summer, Lily Evans. Well I have asked her out a lot and she keeps on saying ‘no’. Anyway I really want her to go out with me, could you tell me something that I could do?

Thanks Mum!

Love, James

 

James gave the letter to his owl and went to bed.

 

Lily Evans woke up the next morning feeling very hungry. She had eaten very little the night before, due to her and Potter having had a row. She got dressed and trotted down to the common room. She was exiting through the portrait hole when she heard a familiar voice, “Hey, Evans, we have detention with McGonagall tonight at six o’clock, her office, don’t be late.” James Potter winked at her as he stepped in front of her, and strutted to breakfast, Lily was forced to follow him, but just folded her arms and scolded, trying to drop behind a quarter of a mile.

 

When the owl post arrived, she noticed that every one of the Death Eaters to be received an identical parcel. Then with no warning, they all exploded, leaving dung everywhere within reach; dung bombs for sure. There were only four people in the world stupid enough to send exploding dung bombs to the meanest group of kids in Hogwarts, the Marauders. Her theory was proved when Sirius Black, stood up, on the bench, and said very loudly, “You guys stink, literally!” then sat down as McGonagall rushed over to give out more detentions. Lily got up and left so she wouldn’t be late for charms.

 

Once in charms, Lily sat down next to Mary; Mary looked as though she was trying to finish some last minute homework, “Hey,” said Lily trying to stir up some conversation.

 

“Oh, hey Lily, what does berry root do when added to newt’s eye?” Mary asked knowing that if anyone knew it would be Lily.

 

“Usually it would blow up, but if added in small portions you get a waking draft.”

 

“Thanks Lily, I owe you,” Mary said taking in word for word what Lily said, and then stuffing away her homework.

 

They walked out of Charms with 12 inches on the purpose of the summoning charm. Lily knew she would be helping Mary again tonight, if she didn’t have detention. Having detention with Potter and Black was the last thing she wanted to do tonight.

 

When she arrived outside McGonagall’s office early, she decided to read her Ancient Runes book and do some studying. It was going quite well, until she felt hot breath in her ear, she looked up, startled, to see Potter, next to her, their faces only inches apart. He smirked and leaned a little closer, it was too close for Lily, so she gave him a black eye. Lily turned on her heals and walked into McGonagall’s office.

 

They were to write lines for their detention, each of theirs being different; Lily had to write, ‘I will not shout in the Great Hall’, Potter had to write, ‘I will not stand up on the bench and shout in the Great Hall’, and Black had to write, ‘I will not send lit dung bombs, stand up on the bench, and shout in the Great Hall’. Lily, having the shortest line, was done first. She trudged off to the library for some studying. She hated Potter; he had got her two hours of detention. As she searched for a book, she heard muffled voices, as if trying (and succeeding) to be quiet. she peeked through books only to see the Death Eaters to be. Lily strained her ears to listen, but still only got a few words here and there, “Look……darker when he….prove myself…….this or death…. Snape… mudblood….. hard to get….” The voice changed to a filmier one, Severus, as the volume increased,

 

“I am not in love with Evans. Just because Potter thinks so doesn’t mean it’s true.” A cackle laughter ended his statement along with some shhing. Then the first voice came back,

 

“Pdff, you’re going to have a hard time convincing him, because so far, no one has put in a good word for you. you’re going to have to do something to prove you’re with us.”

 

“Like what?” came Severes’s cold voice again. The cackler talked this time,

 

“Why not get Potter and Black expelled?”

 

“Yes, that is a great idea, which is what you have to do, unless you have got something better?”

 

“No,” said Severus again, as though Christmas had come early.

 

“Good, now get,” came the voice, the sound of a leader rang in his voice. Scooting of chairs and muffled whispers rang through the library. Lily forgot that she was here to study, the words still ringing in her mind.

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Lily walked into the Gryffindor common room, still trying to work out what she had heard. She didn’t notice Lupin come up to her, “Lily, it wasn’t my fault,” he spat quickly, “we were just patrolling, doing are job, and….”

“What?” Lupin was going way to fast for her to keep up.

“It’s Mary, she was hit with a curse, and I brought her to the hospital as fast as I could,”

“You mean Mary is hurt?”

“Yes, Avery hit her with something,” suddenly reality came into place, in one night Lily had found out one of her best friends was becoming a Death Eater and the other was in the hospital wing, badly injured by the look on Lupin’s face.

Lily got up early the next morning, she wanted to see Mary. She went down to the common room to see Lupin reading a book. He set it down at the sight of Lily, “Err... Lily, I was wondering, if Mary can’t do rounds tonight, could you cover them for her?”

“Can’t you?”

“Well yes, but my mother is ill, and I was going to visit her tonight,”

“Oh, ya, sure”

“Great, just patrol the third floor, nothing ever happens their,” Lily went down to a lonely breakfast not wanting to eat anything. She ate her oatmeal a little to fast, and it made tears come to her as she choked. She could make out in front of her, a head of black hair, the black haired person murmured a spell (she couldn’t understand it because she was choking so hard), the choking stopped. She wiped away her tears to see Potter sitting across from her, a smirk on his face as if every thing in the world was great. He opened his mouth, but Lily cut across him, “save your breath.” She stood up and walked out not knowing a greasy haired boy followed her out.

“Lily, Lily,” he yelled after her, he finally caught her warm arm, “Are you alright?”

“Severus, its Mary, some of your ‘friends’ sent out an unknown curse!”

“Lily, you know if I was there, they wouldn’t have, but I wasn’t, so don’t blame me.”

“I’m not, but how can you hang out with people like that, I heard you in the library last night.”

Severus’ checks flushed pink, “you did?”

“Yes you and your little scheme,” his cheeks turned normal, maybe she didn’t hear the part were they said I love her, he thought,

“Now Lily, I’ve wanted to get those two expelled for a while now, do you know if that Lupin fellow is going anywhere soon?”

“Do you think I will help you become a death eater Severus?”

“Lily…. It’s just……”

“I’m going to be late for class, bye.” Lily left, she didn’t want to hear his excuses.

She trudged off to potions; maybe it would brighten her mood. Lily was surprised to see Severus already there waiting outside the dungeon class room.

“Lily,” he said with a soft kind voice, she saw in his eyes a plead of understanding. Lily knew he was deeply sorry for what he said earlier. She smiled sweetly, letting him know he didn’t have to say anything. She walked closer to him,

“Oi, Evans,” came an arrogant voice, she turned knowing to see Potter, “want to snog me, seeing that no one who matters is here?”

Her rage built on every word he said, “YOU ARE SO ARROGANT, I CAN’T BELIVE PEOPLE CAN SLEEP IN THE SAME ROOM AS YOU, AND NO, N-O POTTER, NO I DO NOT EVER WANT TO SNOG YOU!!!” she yelled all of her anger out.

“Hey Lily,” Mary could not have chosen a better time to walk around the corner, the rest of the class came as well (apparently hiding from the wrath of Lily), “I heard you yelling, knew he must be around.” She jerked a thumb over her broad shoulder at Potter.

“Mary,” Lily exclaimed, “when did you get out?”

“Just this morning, hope Remus didn’t give you any trouble; he seemed worried sick last night.”

“Well he seemed overly worried that I would blame it on him, oh he’ll probably tell you, but you’re going to be doing rounds alone tonight, his mum is ill.”

“Oh yes, his mum is ill all the time.”

“What happened?”

“Oh well… we were just…what’d you have for breakfast?” The two girls continued chatting while a pair of cold eyes filled with glee, excellent was all Severus Snape could think.

As the day progressed, Lupin began to look very ill and the rest of the Marauders were on the edge of their seats and so was a hooked nose boy.  Tonight Severus would prove himself worthy enough; tonight he would ensure the security of himself and Lily.

At eight o’clock the marauders came to the entrance hall, slipped on an invisibility cloak and headed out doors, not noticing Severus Snape hiding in the shadows. They only realized someone was fallowing them, when they saw a pool of light come from the castle doors. They delegated Sirius to tell the comer to go away (he was very blunt about things).  When the boy came up to Sirius, the glee almost leapt out of him, standing in front of him was the greasy git Snivillus. “Snivillus, what an odd place to meet,” a smile creeping across Sirius’ face.

“What are you doing out here Black?”

“I could ask you the same thing.”

“Where’s Potter? I saw him go out with you.”

“What are you up to?”

“Seeing what you are up to.”

“Well, James and I were going to go down a secret tunnel.”

“That leads to?”

“Well, you’ll just have to see. All you have to do is take a stick, prod the knob on the Whomping Willow, go down the hole near the trunk, and see what’s down there. Now, just to warn you it might be a little scary for you…”

“I’m not scared!”

“Prove it,” Sirius said as Snivilly walked off at a brisk pace as James and Peter stepped out of thin air.

“Padfoot, what the hell did you just do?”

“Either a) made Snivilly become a werewolf every month or b) get him killed,” he said with a smirk of satisfaction across his face.

“No Padfoot, this is not funny. If he gets bitten he will tell Dumbledore and we get expelled, and I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to get expelled. And if he dies, we will still get expelled, and either way Moony will blame himself and run away and we’ll never see him again. You’re an idiot Padfoot.” And with that James stormed off, running towards the Whomping Willow.

Mary and Lily waddled down to the Great Hall for breakfast the next morning. Lily, out of habit, scanned the Slyitherin table for Severus, “He’s not there,” was all she could get out of her mouth. Mary looked over at the Slythiren table to see Severus not there. “Maybe he’s hurt or injured or…” Lily stuttered.

“Lily calm down, he probably just over slept…” Mary attempted, but it was no use, Lily was sometimes worse than a donkey when it came to changing her mind.

“Something is wrong. Did you see how jumpy he was yesterday?”

“Probably potter got to him.” Mary mumbled in a whisper, but Lily caught it.

“POTTER!!!!” she yelled, sort of softly, so McGonagall wouldn’t hear. Lily flooded over to were the Marauders were sitting, Mary trailing in her wake.

“What did you do to Severus?” she said while grabbing the front of Potter’s shirt, he looked lost for words at first then smirked.

“Could you repeat the question?” he asked simply.

“What did you do to Severus?” Lily said a lot slower but still with the hatred that flowed through her.

“I didn’t do…”

“Don’t tell me you did nothing, I know that smirk. You only were it when you are really happy, and you are only really happy when you do some thing to Severus,”

“Or when you touch me,” he said playfully. She imminently let go of his shirt with a little push letting him stumble a bit, the smirk wiped clean off his face, “Evans, I…I saved him.”

“How could you, you arrogant…” Mary nudged Lily.

“Lily did you just hear what he said?”

“Of course, he just said that…oh,” Lily blushed deeply then looked into Potter’s hazel eyes, “So if you saved him, were is he?”

“In the hospital wing, getting over his shock, you see it was a pretty scary thing I…”

“Don’t over do it Potter,” he opened his mouth, but she cut him off, “and no, I will not go out with you.” Lily left, everyone was as surprised as James was. Lily did not yell at him, or shout, or storm away, or turn any other color than her normal pale skin color.

“She didn’t yell at me,” was all he could stumble out of his mouth.

“Well of course she didn’t,” Mary piped, “you were just being a kind and mature boy. Lily likes that.”

“So do you think...”

“Don’t get your hopes up, you have a lot of damage to repair,” Mary grabbed some toast catching Remus’ eyes and blushing lightly, before running after Lily. Remus just starred at his food.

“What was up with her?” asked James

“Macdonald loves Moony, Macdonald…”sang Sirius

“No, we…we were just…we kid of just patrol the corridors every night…”

“Alone, at night, everyone else asleep…”

“Shut it Pads.”

“Together forever…”

“So, prongs,” Remus said, trying to get off the subject of him and Mary Macdonald, “going to be more of a gentleman now?”

“Well…” started James, but was cut off by Sirius’ hysterical squealing.

“Post, oh I just love the post. Don’t you?”

“What did you do?” asked Remus

“Nothing,” said Sirius in the most obvious ‘I did it’ tone.

“Isn’t that your owl Prongs?” asked Peter, who could barely keep up with the conversation.

“Oh, yah, come here Tarny.” Tarny landed very ungracefully, smashing into the pumpkin juice, a fat brown envelope tied to his leg.

“Who’s it from?” asked Remus, who would send a novel to James.

“Can we leave in 2.23 minutes?” asked Sirius, the marauders gave him weird looks, before James said,

“Um, sure, so what…”

“Who’s it from?” asked a Sirius trying to get off the topic of what he was up to. James looked at the envelope; a wide smile grew rapidly on his thin face.

“It’s from my mum! You better hold on to something Evans, because you are about to be blown away.”

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Barks of laughter along with squeaks and the sound of objects being thrown at a wall echoed down from the fifth year boys’ dormitory. No one really wanted to know what the Marauders were up to, they were all too busy trying to un-turn their hair pink. Someone thought it would be funny if they sent a package that would blow up turning everyone who was in the Great Hall hair pink (the marauders some how managed to escape from the pink hair).

Sirius Black was still rolling on the floor with laughter; behind him was a pile of thrown books, shattered ink bottles, pillows, and shoes. “It’s not funny,” stated James Potter while trying to chuck a shoe at Sirius’ head.

“Is too,” argued Sirius.

“What’s so funny then?” questioned James.

“Your mum hahahaha I’m just wondering hahaha how haha you trick your mum into thinking….”

“Wouldn’t everyone’s mum think that they are,” James glanced at the letter in his hand, “caring, down to earth, beautiful, and smart?”

“Nope,” answered Sirius without even pausing to think.

“Besides you,” James stated in an it-is-so-obvious tone.

Sirius paused thinking, maybe a little too hard, “maybe, but…”

“She said just follow my instincts…”

“That’s what you do, and look where you are….”

“It also says I need to get her to notice me…”

“Check”

“Maybe she doesn’t notice me enough”

“Could you read the letter again?”

Dear James

It is so nice to hear from you, besides how much trouble you and Sirius got into. Your father and I are doing grand, although his health is going with his ages, nothing to worry about.

 How could I forget Lily Evans. That is all you could talk about all summer. I’m glad you finally decided to ask her out. If I was her I would be delighted, you are such a charming, caring, down to earth, intelligent, handsome young man. Now first you must get her attention, show her you. Girls will not like a boy they do not know. Lastly you must show her you care by caring for not only her, but people and things she cares about. Hope you are preparing for your O.W.L.s

Big hugs and kisses, Love, Mum”

The Marauders stared at each other for sometime before Sirius spoke up, “So anyone up for pudding?” James seemed to completely ignore this pudding comment, but it seemed to unzip his lips,

“I thought you said that this would be helpful, why couldn’t my mom just have made it obvious instead of hiding it just to make her letter sound better?”

“She did give you some pointers,” Remus pointed out.

“Well Prongies has already done the first two,” Sirius butted.

“How’s that?” questioned Remus as James looked between the of them as if they were arguing how he shall die.

“He always, and I mean always, gets her attention, and I’m sure that Evans knows who he is by now.”

“Yes but, what about the last one?”

“Okay, who does Evans care for?”

“Snape,” squeaked Peter.

“You mean Snivilly,” corrected Sirius.

“I am not getting any feelings for Snivilus,” protest James.

“Mary Macdonald,” Remus said.

“You can’t start caring for her,” Sirius stated, and then off to the side, “Moony would beat your guts out.” unfortunately Remus caught this and started to tackle Sirius while turning the color of beets, “AAAhhhhh, get off me!!!!!!” Sirius yelled. James finally pulled Remus off Sirius.

“Lily also cares for her grades,” Remus said as if he did not just tackle Sirius.

“What is that if supposed to mean?” asked James.

“Don’t purposely distract her when she is doing her homework or studying, and just try to keep her out of detention.”

“Are you sure you aren’t Evans using polyjuice potion to look and sound like Moony?” asked a suspicious Sirius.

“Padfoot,” reassured James, “he just tackled you when you mentioned MacDonald.”

 

 

 

The hospital wing was quiet, too quiet for a morning. But Severus liked the quiet. To him, it always meant that his parents weren’t fighting, no one was nagging him, and everything was peaceful. The quiet also meant he could hear everything that made a noise in that room, like the mouse gathering his breakfast, the leak in the roof, or the little ‘ahem’ made by someone. He looked up to see Professor Dumbledore standing in the door way, his magenta robes billowing around like a curtain. Dumbledore smiled, sending a tinkle to his x-raying blue eyes. “Glad to see you are up Severus,” he said pleasantly which was very different from the way he always talked to him and Potter when they got into a fight. “I am not here to disturb your rest, just to confirm that you will not repeat anything that you saw or heard last night, (especially the part that Mr. Lupin is a werewolf) unless you confirm with Mr. Lupin, Mr. Potter, Mr. Black, and Mr. Pettigrew. Understood?” It was took all of Severus’ energy to nod his head. “I hope you don’t mind making an unbreakable vow then not to tell without their permission?” Dumbledore said while his smile faded. The words sunk in, he didn’t believe it, Dumbledore putting one of his students in a life death situation. The look on Dumbledore’s face didn’t make it look like a request, more of an order.

“Of course, sir,” Severus said, hoping he could get back to sleep, soon.

“Very well, now ….

 

The hospital wing was quiet again. Severus closed his eyes not believing he just made an unbreakable vow. He heard tapping of feet growing louder and louder. He heard a book bag drop on the floor and felt a dent in the bed where this person was sitting down. From the smell he could tell it was Lily. He felt a warm hand on his shoulder, the warm hand started to shake him while a small, sweet voice said, “Sev, Severus, come on and wake up.” Severus Snape did not want to open his eyes, not even to his beloved Lily. ‘I can’t believe I can’t tell anyone, but then how am supposed to complete my mission if I can’t tell anyone, but there might be some other way to get those to clowns expelled,’ He thought.

He peeked one of his cold eyes open, then the other trying to think of a good sounding story. Severus saw his beautiful Lily smiling down on him like an angle, “what happened to you?” she questioned. Severus hated lying to Lily (except when necessary) and he did not want to start now,

“Potter, Black, and Lupin,” he croaked.

“I talked with Potter this morning…”Lily started but was quickly cut off by Severus.

“Wait, you talked with Potter,” Lily rolled her eyes, “the last time you two talked it resulted in movement of McGonagall’s class room. Are we going to have to eat oatmeal on the Astromy tower for some time?”

“Oh so now I have to yell at everyone so I don’t cause destruction,” Lily retorted.

“Lily…”

“I’m going to be late for class, good-bye” Lily fumbled with her bag and made a loud exit of the Hospital wing. Severus laid back in his bed letting his worries fill his mind.

 

Lily walked down the dark hallways when she spotted a bunch of yellow curls skipping toward her. “Oh Lily my love,” greeted the ever so jolly Mary. But Lily was in no mood for joyfulness,

“What?” she frustratedly asked.

“Ooo, someone is being a short tempered red head.”

“Get on with it now Mary,” Lily said getting more impatient by the second.

“Are you going to stay at Hogwarts for the holidays?” Mary asked rocking on her feet back and forth.

“Yes…” Lily started but ‘yes’ was all she got out.

“You can’t,” Mary pleaded, “every year you stay here, except first year, because you missed your family and last year because your Aunt Ellie died, and now you are going to be staying here again and after this holiday break we only have two left here at Hogwarts and then we have to make plans to see each other, it can’t just be spontaneous…” Mary looked like she was going to cry at the end of her speech and Lily’s face broke into a grin, the things her friend did to have Lily over for the holidays.

“Mary, how about we stay together for the holidays?” Mary suddenly was her usual jolly self again,

“Great idea Lily, hey, why don’t we stay at my folk’s place? Ooo, this is going to be almost better than Quiddich.”

“Better than Quiddich?”

“I said almost.”

 

As the days grew shorter and the nights grew longer, the Christmas break drew nearer. Lily and Severus had made up a week after and during that week Lily had been on edge of exploding and James Potter had mysteriously had been less annoying to her. The evening before Lily and Mary left for the holidays Lily sat with Mary before the fire in the Gryffindor common room gazing into the dancing flames when a messy black haired boy causally propped himself up in front of them with his arm, making his silhouette only to be seen. Too bad his silhouette was all Lily needed to recognize, “Potter,” Lily said quietly, “move, your foul stench is making me choke,” Mary tried hard not to laugh.

“First my lovely Lily, I want to ask you something,” he said his ego growing. “Have you noticed anything unusual lately?”

“Well I haven’t seen pudding for dessert lately,” Lily said wiping Potter’s stupid grin off his face,

“Lily would…”

“No,”

“You didn’t even know what I was going to say,”

“Yes I did, it was going to be something like, Lily, would like to go out with me?” Lily badly imitated a male voice.

“No it was going to be…” Potter screwed up his face to think of something, “Lily would like me to sneak down to the kitchens and get you some pudding?” he said satisfied with his question. Lily just looked at him disbelieving in her eyes,

“Still no Potter,” and with that she gathered up her things and headed up stairs to the Girl’s dormitory.

“That went well,” Mary stated, and then asked, “are you still offering pudding?”

James just looked at her telling her no and stood up and went to meet his friends on the other side of the common room.

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Chapter 5

The cold wind rattled the windows of the scarlet train as it snaked its way through the country side. Mary and Lily sat in their own compartment; the overhead light glowed on the walls the way the moon glows on a lake. Lily was furiously writing on a piece of parchment, while Mary sat opposite of her reading a comic book. “Well gosh Lily,” Mary broke the silence, “if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you are trying to kill your parchment.”

“It’s an essay on trolls.”

“And its Christmas break,” Mary added in, “besides, trolls can have their funny sides,” she said as she pointed to her comic book which read Rock n’ Roll with Trolls.

“Trolls are no laughing matter,” Lily stepped in.

“They enjoy beating things with sticks and are twice as stupid as they look,” Mary said too happy. “Now tell me Ms. Evans that was not hilarious,” Mary giggled.

Lily’s stone face cracked into a warm smile. “If we ever met a troll, you’re dead,” Lily stated.     

Mary just smiled, “and you wonder why I stick around you.”

A little bit further down the train a certain James Potter lounged comfortably with his two friends Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. James had his legs propped up on his chest, which sat in the middle of the compartment and was throwing raisins to his barn owl who was catching in his mouth. Sirius was flipping through some muggle magazine of girls while Remus sat cross legged engulfed in a book. “You know what I don’t get,” Sirius stated.

“Everything,” James blurted as Sirius gave him a cross look.

“No, that if muggle girls look like this, why do we even bother with witches.” He showed his friends a picture from his magazine.

 Remus did not even look at it, but said, “Because just like you, she’s an idiot.”

Sirius rolled his eyes, “Don’t you even read Moony, listen to this: My favorite classes are Chemistry and Yoga; she’s a babe for sure.” Remus rolled his eyes and returned back to his book.

James’ smile grew on his face like a weed, “Good thing I already have myself a babe.”

Sirius set his magazine down,” psh, yah right, Evans wouldn’t give you the time of day if it would cease the world from exploding.” A raisin soon came soaring from James’s hand colliding with Sirius’ head.

“Why do you always have to hurt me with they truth,” James mocked hurt.

“Remind me to find some new friends who aren’t idiots,” Remus said, as the train chugged away, mile after mile after mile until it reached cold London. Platform 9 ¾ was roaming with parents, James soon found his mum, who greeted him with a warm hug. He saw Sirius go off with his family; Sirius had said he needed new dirt for new pranks. James also saw Remus follow his shabby father off into the mist. “It’s great to have you back,” Mrs. Potter said, “You are going to tell me all about school and that Lily Evans girl.”

“Sure Mum, I will,” James replied as they walked off the platform.

Lily and Mary stepped off the train and soon ran into Mary’s mother who took them to Mary’s house

Mary’s house looked like a book store. There were so many books all over the house that the furniture had the appearance of being squeezed in between the stacks. The living room consisting only of wizarding and muggle books stacked high making more walls entire out of books where a puffy chair might await someone with a good book and a red loveseat (that sat a comfortable five) that sat before a blazing fire that put shadows into the corners making it cozy.  Every room and hallway and every square inch of the house had books on it except for Mary’s room. Mary’s room looked like an eleven-year-old’s room because that was the last time Mary really lived there. On summer holiday she and her family would travel the world and as Mary put it, ‘we buy more books if it is even possible to fit anymore into our house and I don’t see who they are buying them for, I don’t want them and they don’t have enough time to read them.’ But none the less the house remained full of books. Lily and Mary sat in Mary’s room; Mary had some plan that was soon going to be unveiled.

“Now, to start off our merriment,” Mary began, “we are going to die our pee green!!”

“Why,” Lily said a little annoyed.

“Think about it Lily, green pee, how awesome is that,” Mary’s face was aglow with excitement.

“You know having green pee is a sign of an infection,” smarty pants Lily annoyed Mary to no end.

“Yes, but you see, this way we can have the awesomeness of green pee, with no damage what so ever. Now, you go first.”

“Why?”

“Because it is my Christmas present to you, Happy Christmas.”

“How much do I take?” Lily said as the girls excitement grew inside the McDolanald house.

Not far away James sat at the window of Potter manner. The little town that stood below the manner was a jewel in the vast country that surrounded it. The McDolanald house sat squatly in between, hidden within the trees. The sun was setting on yet another cold day, the snow had fallen heavy once again, and the last peaks of light had almost gone away. That was when James saw it. A little flame rise above a roof, but that was not unusual, many fire places got out of hand in this cold winter, but then the flame spread, too quickly, almost jumping from one house to the next. Screams floated up into James’ ears as he clambered down the stairs. “Dad,” he said to the man sitting before the fire reading a book, “I was looking at town…”

“I know James,” his father stated bluntly, “there is nothing to do. Just go back to your room.”

“I bet there’s Death Eaters out there.”

“All the more reason to stay inside,” James let out a heavy sigh and stormed out the door. By this time most of the town was ablaze and he could see a few people flying above. The screams made him sick as he tore down the hill. He let himself into the McDolanald house and yelled, “Mary!!!!!”

“What?” she and Evans poked their heads out of the many books.

“We have a problem,” James said.

“Upstairs…” Mary started.

“Not that kind of problem,” James said quickly, “town…fire…people flying.” Was the only audible thing he could say. Mary looked stunned as sounds flittered through the door.

“We need help,” she said as she grabbed some flu powder and stuck her head into the emerald flame. After what seemed like forever, she pulled her head out, her face said it all. “They’re not coming in time,” Mary said.

“Well, then let’s stall,” James said as they ran outside.

Much Later, James sat on the floor leaning against a red plush chair in the McDolanald household. On his left arm was a gash about two hand lengths, it had bleed a lot, but some one had put green goop on it, so now it only stung. He looked at Lily Evans who sat across him, pulling her knees to her chest. Her green eyes were lost in the fire; her red hair was slightly charcoaled at the ends. Mary sat next to her, reading Goblins, the Grumps, upside down. James almost laughed. He heard shuffling feet come up behind him; he turned his head to see his father squat next to him.

“That was idiotic James, brave, but idiotic.” His dad patted his shoulder and left. James turned his attention else where, and saw Lily’s green eyes dart away from the blaze, for only a second.

It was late, so late that the moon had gone to bed. But Lily was up, she assumed that she might be up foe a while, it might be hard to sleep. Earlier that night she heard screams, screams of Death, she could hear them echoing in her head. She smelled her burned hair from trying to help people out of the blaze, their faces tortured her brain. They could have been her neighborhood friends, her family, or her. Lily looked over the see Potter sleeping his head was tipped back leaving his mouth gapping like a fish. A stream of drool trickled out of his mouth. How can this be the James Potter I know? Lily thought. How can this be the same one that public humiliates my best friend? The same one that took a curse for me that left his arm gashed up? How?

The rest of Christmas break seemed to fly by and Lily found herself on the stone steps of Hogwarts again. The returning feast contained mountains of fried chicken and other yummy foods, Lily had not gotten the chance to say hello to Severus since she returned, it has seemed as though she’d been running around. Returning books to the library and catching up with people she had not seen over the break. Potter had been unusually quite, and Lily’s past experience this was never a good thing. She could see him out of the corner of her eye, he did not seem to change that much, still as lively and cocky as before, but every now and then he would look at his plate they way he looked at the floor when they were sitting around in Mary’s house. Not to say she was looking at him that much or she could recognize his mood based on his facial expression, no not Lily.

After the feast the castle seemed to be bubbling with life, Lily looked over to where some of the Slytherins were hanging out, Severus was there laughing along side Avery, what a dense child. She knew this was bound to happen sometime, he was in Slytherin after all, she should have never left, and then he wouldn’t be laughing about what ever stupid thing he was laughing at. Lily moved along with the crowd until she reached the Gryffindor tower, then she decided to read her book; she needed to escape her world.

The next week was hard; Lily had seemed to forget a lot of things during Christmas break, like the theory of the transfiguration of a teapot to a duck. She felt over loaded with homework and barley even saw Severus, let alone talk with him. Being with him was become harder and harder, Lily had to think and choose every word she said to him, but he was one of her best friends. He knew so much about her, he could tell her things about herself that she hadn’t realized, and so for that she had to hang out with him.

They saw each other in the hallway on Friday, and even though they were quickly passing, they agreed to hang out in the library on Saturday evening, working on a potions essay although. The bacon was quite good Saturday morning Lily noted, she saw out of the corner of her eye Mary come prancing into the great hall all Gryffindor-ed out. “Hello sunshine,” Mary said as she grabbed some toast. Mary looked over Lily’s attire and sighed. “Lily please do not tell me that you forgot the Quiddich match today.”

Lily nibbled on her bacon, “No one wants to watch Quiddich in this weather,” she pointed to the ceiling where the rain poured heavily. Mary pursed her lips and scooted down the table to some other Quiddich fans. Lily rolled her eyes as she set sail for the library.

The library’s kind silence was very nice for Lily; she walked briskly down the isles until she found a study table that she was pleased with. Her books landed on the table with a thud and she quickly started her Charms reading. The rain pounded harder on the window and she was glad that she was not watching stupid Potter fly around like an idiot.

“Surprising to see you here,” a friendly voice said behind her. She turned around to see Severus, “I thought Gryffindor was playing today.”

“Oh, they are, I just didn’t want to be out there when it is raining like this,” Lily responded.

“Only a fair weather fan, I see,” Severus sat himself across the table from Lily smiling ear to ear.

“So, how was your Christmas?” Lily asked happily.

“Great, thanks for that potions book, it is very interesting.” Severus replied.

“I’m glad you got it,” Lily said, “I was hoping that maybe we could make some of them.”

The smile slid off of Severus’ face like butter, “Well, you know I’m very busy…with…the O.W.L.s and… such.”

Confusion ran around in Lily’s mind, “Well maybe we can pinch some of the ingredients and make them over the summer.”

“Yah, that would be great,” the joy was back on Severus’ face, “How about your Christmas?”

Lily thought about her Christmas, the pain in those people’s eyes…, “Perfect, best Christmas ever,” she lied. Severus knew this but kept quiet, for sometimes Lily needed time.

“I missed you, I can’t remember the last time we haven’t seen each other in two weeks.” Severus said looking into Lily’s emerald eyes.

“It has obviously been too long,” Lily said looking into his warm black eyes.

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