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Sorry it took such a long time to update - rather large case of writer's block, I'm afraid.

            It was three days later and still Lily and James weren’t talking. Both were surprised at this: Lily because she hadn’t thought that James could really let her go and James because he didn’t think that he could either.

But he’d found that the anger Lily had created within him had not yet abated and whenever he saw Lily he felt it stir. Although it was lessening every day, he still wasn’t prepared to forgive her.

And a tiny part of him wasn’t even sure if he ever wanted to.

Lily had hurt him so much when she’d accused him so harshly of something he hadn’t done and he didn’t know, if he did let her back into his life, whether he could deal with the cocktail of high-octane emotions that came with her.

            Lily was shocked at how much she missed James in her day to day life – she had always taken his come-ons and teasing for granted, but now that it was gone, she found herself quite lost.

            Plus, whenever the two of them crossed paths, the tension between them was almost unbearable. Both had now taken to walking in the opposite direction whenever they saw the other.

            The whole situation was a mess and they both knew it, but neither was quite sure how they were going to make things better.

            James was sat in the Great Hall that morning, playing with a bowl of stone-cold porridge that was set in front of him.

He could hear Sirius talking to him but he had no idea what he was saying.

A sharp pinch shook him out of his reverie.

“Ouch!” he yelped, rubbing his arm.

“Oh, now he pays attention!” said Sirius exasperatedly. “The guy only responds to violence, eh? Perhaps I should tell Evans that…”

“Shut up, Sirius!” said James angrily, grabbing his schoolbag and swinging himself off the bench, only to find himself face to face with Lily.

James felt his stomach do a back-flip at the sight of her.

Oh God, she’s so gorgeous, he thought, staring into her emerald green eyes longingly.

He suddenly realised what he was doing and mentally slapped himself for being so weak.

            Bowing his head, he tried to duck past her but she caught his arm.

“James, wait.”

James looked up at her and noticed that she couldn’t quite look him in the eyes.

“Um,” stammered Lily, looking terrified. “I-I need to talk to you.”

“I don’t want to hear it, Evans,” said James harshly, pushing past her.

Lily physically recoiled at his use of her surname and how angry he obviously still was at her.

“James, please-” she tried but he just shouted at her, “I don’t want to hear your stupid apologies, Evans!”

James practically ran to the door of the Great Hall, desperate to get away from Lily.

“James, stop!” he head her call after him.

Eyeing one of his favourite short-cuts to his right, he dashed over to it and slipped behind the tapestry that was covering it.

He got the shock of his life when he turned around and found Lily right in front of him.

“Holy shit!” he yelled, clutching his heart. “Where the hell did you come from?!”

Lily tried to eye him with disdain but merely looked scared.

“You’re not the only one who knows some of Hogwart’s secrets,” she said quietly, looking at a point just to the left of James’ head. “And I’d appreciate it if my other half didn’t run off when I said that I needed to talk to them.”

“Other half?” repeated James, looking bewildered. “I’m not your anything Evans – we’re not friends, and I don’t-”

I only meant,” said Lily, through gritted teeth, “That you are Head Boy opposite my Head Girl.”

James felt himself turn red.

“And that, although you hate me, Potter-”

James winced.

“-We still need to act civilly to one another in order to carry out our duties. Which is what I wanted to talk to you about.”

Lily saw James twitch slightly and knew that he was embarrassed.

“Ok, fine,” said James coldly, eyeing her stonily. “What about it?”

“Well, are you free tomorrow night to meet up for a meeting?”

“Where?”

“The Room of Requirement?”

“Fine. Time?”

“Um, eight o’clock?”

“Sure. See you then.”

And with that, James had turned around, pushed open the tapestry and disappeared.

Lily stood, rooted to the spot in shock, reeling at how abrupt James had been. Fighting back tears, she turned around and walked down the passageway, pursing her lips in an effort to keep herself together.

She had just stepped out into a corridor when someone touched her on the shoulder.

Jumping in surprise, she spun round to see Severus Snape looking at her with a worried expression on his face.

“Oh, hey Sev,” said Lily quietly, blinking furiously.

“What’s the matter?” asked Severus, looking concerned. “Why are you crying?”

“I’m not crying!” said Lily sharply, wiping quickly at her eyes.

“Yes, you are. What’s happened?”

“It’s nothing,” she said, looking away.

“Lily, you’re a bad liar. Who has upset you?”

“It doesn’t matter, Sev!”

“Yes, it does. Talk to me Lily.”

Swallowing hard, Lily said, “Can we go somewhere quieter?”

“Ok,” replied Snape, following her as she led him into an empty classroom.

As Lily began to pace the room, she could feel his eyes on her.

Taking a steadying breath, she said as calmly as she could, “It’s Potter.”

She heard him inhale sharply and immediately began on the defence.

“Now, don’t start, Sev! It’s not how you think it is-”

“I’ll jinx him Lily, I swear, I’ll pay him back for whatever-”

No! Sev, I told you – it’s not like that. It’s me…I’ve done something.”

Lily saw Severus’ head tilt slightly and knew that he was curious.

“Go on.”

Lily told him about all that had happened in Potions and the ensuing argument in Gryffindor Tower.

Severus listened without interruption, but as soon as she’d finished speaking, he said coldly, “It sounds like he deserved it.”

“Sev!” cried Lily aghast. “I’m the one in the wrong, not him!”

“You made one mistake, Lily. He’s made thousands. Mostly at my expense,” he added bitterly.

“Sev, are you always going to hate him?” asked Lily, sighing slightly.

“Yes,” replied Severus immediately. “He’s not worth your tears, Lily. Anyway, I thought you didn’t care what Potter said or did?”

“I-I,” stammered Lily, “I just don’t think I was fair and I-”

“You like him, don’t you?” said Severus accusingly.

“No, I-”

“You do!” exclaimed Severus disbelievingly. “And after all you’ve said-!”

“You’ve got no right to judge me, Sev! A person can change, he’s matured-”

“A poisonous toad-stool doesn’t change its spots,” spat Severus, “And neither has Potter. He’s got you under his spell Lily, just like I said he would-”

“You make me sound like an object – incapable of having a will of my own!”

“That’s all he sees you as!” cried Severus in disgust. “Just another trophy to add to his already huge collection – another notch on his bedpost-”

Lily slapped him.

How dare you! As if I would ever sleep with him! I’m not stupid, Sev! I know things have been hard between us lately but you’re the one who would sink to such lows, not me!”

Severus’ expression, which had looked hurt that Lily had slapped him, turned to outrage.

“I’m not gay! I’d never have sex with that piece of sh-”

“I meant that you’ve changed, Sev, not that you’re gay!”

“Oh,” said Severus, two dull-spots of colour appearing on his cheeks. “Never mind then.”

Lily couldn’t help but laugh.

“You know, for someone so smart, you can be awfully stupid sometimes!” she grinned at him.

Severus reluctantly smiled back.

“Look, we’ll be late for class. We can resume this subject another time. What say we go to Hogsmeade together next weekend?”

“What about your Death Eater pals?” she said, her grin fading.

“What about them?” replied Snape dismissively. “They don’t own me – I can do what I want, with whomever I want.”

Lily bit back the retort that she was about to utter and simply said, “Ok, that would be lovely.”

“Good,” smiled Severus. “Shall we go to Transfiguration?”

“If we must,” laughed Lily, quickly checking her reflection to make sure she didn’t look as though she’d been crying.

Ignoring Severus’ quip about her being vain, she stalked out of the room and refused to listen to him unless he apologised to her, although she was grinning as she said it, so Severus didn’t take her seriously.

 

*

 

James Potter angrily slammed down his bag on the desk, causing Sirius to look up at him in mild surprise.

“Time of the month, is it?” he asked, ducking as one of James’ books came flying at his head.

“Give it a rest, Sirius – I’m not in the mood!”

“Clearly,” said Sirius, straightening up. “Who’s got your broomstick in a twist? Not Evans still, surely?”

James ignored him and took his seat, grinding his teeth slightly as he thought back, yet again, to his argument with Lily the other day.

Why couldn’t he get that girl out of his head?

He looked up as the classroom door opened and practically exploded with jealousy and rage at the scene in front of him.

Lily Evans was laughing happily with Severus Snape, who currently had his arms around her.

“No! Stop! Sev, you know I’m ticklish, get off!” she squealed, twisting around in attempt to get away from him and found herself staring into his eyes…

A loud bang! to their right caused Lily and Severus to spring apart.

Both looked around wildly for the cause of the explosion and their eyes settled on James Potter and Sirius Black, who were both covered in soil and pottery.

Lily’s eyes locked with James’ and she found herself oddly flustered. Bowing her head, she raced over to her seat and quickly took out a textbook, which she then hid behind.

Severus, on the other hand, gave James a triumphant smirk and casually glided over to sit next to Lily.

James could feel himself shaking with rage.

“That slimy git!” he growled.

Sirius, who was brushing leaves out of his hair, replied, “Agreed.”

“He did that on purpose, flaunting Lily in front of me like that! Oh, the next time I see him, he’s going to wish he was never born!”

“Er, James? Slightly overreacting, aren’t we? I thought you didn’t even like Evans anymore?”

But James was too busy glaring at Snape to answer.

No-one was going to take Lily Evans away from him – especially not slimy-Snivellus-Snape!

But that still didn’t mean he’d forgiven her…

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