Disclaimer: They aren't mine. I used bits of the book to fit in with my plotline. The prologue is taken from Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix, and slightly altered (that's kind of the idea…).
AU. What if he had never called her Mudblood? A short story about the relationship between Lily and Snape, beginning with his worst memory. LilyEvans/SeverusSnape.
Tagline: What if… what if he had never said the cursèd word?
The Prince, the Toerag and the Lily
By the Lake, Revisited
'Leave him alone!' James and Sirius looked around. James' free hand jumped to his hair. It was one of the girls from the lake edge. She had thick dark red hair that fell to her shoulders, and startlingly green almond shaped eyes.
'Alright, Evans.' The tone of James' voice was suddenly deeper, pleasant, more mature.
'Leave him alone,' Lily repeated. She was looking at James with every sign of great dislike. 'What's he done to you?'
'Well,' said James, appearing to deliberate the point,'…it's more the fact that he exists, if you know what I mean.'
Many of the surrounding watchers laughed, Sirius and Wormtail included, but Lupin, still apparently intent on his book didn't, and nor did Lily.
'You think you're funny,' she said coldly, 'But you're just an arrogant, bullying toerag, Potter. Leave him alone.'
'I will if you go out with me, Evans.' James said quickly. 'Go on, go out with me, and I'll never lay a wand on old Snivelly again.'
Behind him, the Impediment Jinx was wearing off. Snape was beginning to inch toward his fallen wand, spitting out soap suds as he crawled.
'I wouldn't go out with you if it was a choice between you and the giant squid,' said Lily.
'Bad luck, mate,' Sirius said briskly, turning back to Snape.
But too late. Snape had directed his wand straight at James. There was a flash of light, and a gash appeared on the side of James' face, spattering his robes with blood. James whirled about. A second flash of light later, Snape was hanging upside down in the air, his robes falling over his head to reveal skinny, pallid legs and a pair of greying underpants. Many people watching in the small crowd cheered. Sirius, James and Wormtail roared with laughter.
Lily, whose furious expression had twitched for an instant as if she was going to smile, said 'Let him down!'
'Certainly,' said James, and he jerked his wand upward.
Snape fell into a crumpled heap on the ground. Disentangling himself quickly from his robes, he stood, wand up, but Sirius said 'Locomotor Mortis' and Snape keeled over again at once, ridged as a board.
'Leave him alone!' Lily shouted. She had her own wand out now. James and Sirius eyed it wearily.
'Ah, Evans, don't make me hex you,' said James earnestly.
'Take the curse off him then.'
James sighed deeply and turned to Snape, muttered the counter-curse.
'There you go,' he said, as Snape struggled to his feet again. 'You're lucky Evans was here, Snivellus.'
'I don't need help from filthy little…' Snape stopped, looking horrified, at Lily. 'I don't need help from little Gryffindor girls like her.'
'Fine,' she said coolly. 'I won't bother in the future.'
Author's Note: Alright, here goes a little explanation, since the prologue is so short. Snape is seriously rivalling Sirius's spot for favourite HP character in my head, so this story was born. This is sort of the prequel story for a much longer AU Snape/Lily story I'm brewing up. Also, I am using British grammar, spelling, and punctuation partly for my own amusement and partially to stay truer to the books (which I own the UK versions of).
If you stick around to the end, like I said, this story will be the beginning of a much longer Alternate Universe story I'm planning which involves Lily and Snape getting together, and that altering the course of the past, causing Harry never to have been born, etc. Of course, Harry not being born would cause Voldie not to disappear, so it's quite a significant bit of writing for me, and planning. If anyone's interested in lending me a hand or helping me with ideas or co-writing or what-not, drop me a line.
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