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Here is a little love story between Lily and Sev my favorite HP couple.
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Every day since she returned for the summer, she sat there. She would push her feet, just enough to go maybe a foot back and forth on the swing, but mostly she cried. I tried to talk to her once, as soon as she saw me she took off running. I didn't go after her, there was no point. Will she ever speak to me again? I sauntered home from the park, my head full of regrets. How could I have been so stupid? She only wanted to help. She was your friend, your best friend, and you called her that horrible word. How could you Severus, how could you say that to your best friend, the girl you love.
Entering my, rundown, hovel of a home, I headed straight to the loo. I looked at my pale reflection in the mirror. I must have been cursed at birth to look like this. I inherited the worst features from both my parents. My oily black hair was my mothers, my dark eyes and large nose my fathers. I wish I had my mother's eyes. They were a beautiful sky blue. I miss my mother. Taking my wand I pointed it to my eyes, they are now the color of my mothers. I smiled. Next was my nose, with a flick of my wrist in was much smaller and no longer hooked. Finally my hair, taking the scissors I began to cut my shoulder length hair until there was no more than an inch left.
"Yes, much better." I grinned at myself.
Would she recognize me? I suppose there was only one way to find out. I headed back out to the park, she was still there, sitting, crying.
"Bad day?" She looked up at me, I smiled.
"In a way." She studied me for a minute, I think she thought I looked familiar. "Have we met before?" She finally asked.
I sat down on the swing besides her. "I don't believe so. I would have remembered meeting someone as beautiful as you." She blushed.
"I'm Lily." She extend her had, I of course accepted it.
"Sam." It was the first name that popped into my head.
"I don't recall seeing you around here before, Sam. Are you new to the neighborhood?"
"Not exactly, I'm just staying with a friend in Spinners End for a bit."
"So do you want to tell me why you were crying, or is it to personal to tell someone you just met?"
Lily gave a small laugh through her nose. It was so cute. "Well, if you must know, I-I lost my best friend recently."
"They died?" I knew what she meant, that she had lost faith in me, but I had to act ignorant.
"In a way. I'm trying to move on, it's just……hard."
"If it helps, I know how you feel."
She looked up into my eyes, her beautiful emerald green eyes, stared deep into my blue. "How can you possibly?" She looked as if she was once again, about to cry.
"I lost the girl I loved; well she never knew I loved her." I diverted my eyes to the sand besides my feet. "I guess I should have told her."
"Sam." I looked back up at the sound of my fake name.
"Would you like to come to my house for dinner?" My eyes widened and I think my heart may have stopped beating for just a second. "My sister moved in with her boyfriend about a month ago, and my mothers on a conference for work for a few days. I-I could use the company."
"You just met me and your inviting me to your house?"
Again she laughed. Merlin, I love her laugh. "Just for dinner."
"Well, I would be a fool to say no to such an enchanting young woman."
"Come on." She took my hand. I went numb. "I'm hungry."
I never expected this. I just wanted to talk to her, to comfort her, and now she was leading me to her home.
We ate microwave pizza, drank soda pop and talked, for hours. She told me she went to a boarding school in Scotland, but she didn't say the name. I told her I went to a local secondary school, obviously that was a lie, but what choice did I have. I couldn't tell her the truth; she would have kicked me out straight away. She told me her father passed away from cancer the year before and that her mum had been in a horrible state of depression since then. She complained about her sister, how they always fought, usually over silly little things, she also went on about how she absolutely loathed Petunia's boyfriend.
"He's a complete git, not to mention the fact that he is the size of the house. He thinks he some big shot because he landed a job as some manager for this company that makes drills. Whoopee."
I couldn't help but laugh. She rarely insulted people, which most likely meant that his Vernon guy was truly horrible.
"So, what about you, any siblings?"
"No, just me, but I prefer it that way. No competition." I joked, she laughed.
"What about your parents, how are they?"
I frowned immediately at the thought of my mother and father, particularly my father. "My mother died a few years ago, and my father, well he avoids me, and I him."
"Oh, that's too bad."
I just shrugged. It was almost eight by the time I finally headed home. I would have stayed longer, however I knew the glamour charms would wear off soon.
When I return home, my father was sitting on the couch, drinking a beer and watching a football game. He didn't even notice me come in.
I was crying over him, just as I had every day since he called me that horrible name. I miss him. I miss his sarcastic wit, his brilliant mind, and most of all his simple company. He asked for my forgiveness, I want to forgive him, I do, but I can't. He's chosen his path, and I will not share company with a death eater. I was about to leave the park when a familiar sounding voice spoke to me. I thought it was Sev, but when I looked up, there was a boy with brilliant blue eyes smiling down at me.
I have to admit, he took my breath away for a moment. Something about him looked familiar, but I couldn't quite place it. We talked, for a while, and then I decided to do something rather bold, and asked him to my house for dinner. He accepted.
We talked over pizza and soda, mostly about our families and school. I told him I went to a boarding school, obviously I didn't tell him which one. I wasn't about to reveal I was a witch to a boy I just met. It was fairly late by the time he left, he joked he had to get back, so his friend didn't call the police and report him missing. I do hope I see him again.
My father was asleep on the couch when I went down stairs for breakfast, several empty beer bottles scattered on the floor. Typical. I decided to go to Diagon Alley that day. I rarely used my family's money, they had disowned my mother for marrying a muggle, and flat out refused to even meet me. The lot of their estate went to my uncle Earnest, but when he died last year, with no heir to pass it on to, it came to me. That day however, I planned to use the money for something extremely important, Sam, needed a new wardrobe.
In that I'm not old enough to apparate I took the city bus. Not fun. Three hours later I arrived in front of the leaky cauldron. Having just taken a few steps into the dingy pub, I notice a spot of wild black hair out of my peripheral vision. He was sitting at the bar, drinking a butterbeer, talking to some girl. I choose to ignore the Gryffindor toerag and walked right past him, thankfully he didn't notice me. I was in a good mood and I didn't want it to be ruined by Potters antics.
I quickly withdrew a large sum from my Gringotts account, converting all of it into British Pounds. I then quickly left the wizarding shopping district for muggle London.
I sat at the park for over three hours hoping he would show up. I don't know why I would have expected him to. It wasn't as if we had set plans to see each other again, though looking back I wish I would have suggested it. I just can't get him off my mind.
Mum came home about an hour ago. I asked her about her trip, she simple said it was 'fine' and headed up to her room. I've tried to comfort her, but nothing seems to help. I've even rung up Petunia and asked her to try and help, she flat out refused, said she was too busy with her own life, and that she was sure mum was fine. What a bitch.
I received an owl from James. I wish that boy would leave me alone. When is he going to get the hint? I. Don't. Like. Him. He thinks now that Severus and I are no longer friends I should somehow desire to want to date him. He really is an arrogant toerag.
That very evening I dressed in my new trousers and blue, short sleeve button up shirt. I put some gel in my hair, spiking it. I then grabbed the bouquet of lilies I purchased and headed down stairs.
"I take it you have a date."
It was my father, he was sitting on the couch drinking, per usual. "Not exactly. I just thought I would surprise her."
He gave a snorted laughed and quickly turned his attention back to the television. As soon as I was out of the house, I put on my glamour charms, and then headed to Lily's. I wasn't sure how she would react to Sam showing up on her doorstep with flowers, I doubted the reaction would be negative, but I suppose I would just have to see.
Taking a deep breath I knocked on the door. It was her mother, Rose, who answered it.
"Can I help you?" She looked at me curiously and cautiously.
"Is Lily home?"
"Just a moment." She left the door open as she headed up the stairs to fetch her daughter. I gave myself a quick breath check as I waited.
"Sam." She smiled brightly at me. Yes!
"Hello, I hope you don't mind me just showing up but, well, I was thinking about you, and um, these are for you." I then handed her the flowers.
"Their beautiful, thank you." She said taking in their sent. "Please, come in."
I followed her into the kitchen where she placed the flowers is a vase of water. "I'm glad you came by, Sam." She said placing the vase in the center of the kitchen table. "I have been thinking about you too." She admitted.
"Really?" She nodded. "Well, it is still fairly early in the evening, if you would like, perhaps we could catch a movie."
"Sure, I'd love to. Just let me ask my mum."
We headed back into the living room where Rose was sitting on the sofa reading a book. "Mum, Sam offered to take me to a movie, is that okay."
"That's fine Lily, just be home by ten." She didn't even look up from her book. Mrs. Evans was usually very involved in her daughters lives, especially when it came to the boys they hung around. Her reaction to Lily's request to go out with a boy Rose had just met was….odd.
He brought me flowers. He just showed up, looking incredibly handsome, and handed me flowers. How sweet.
"I don't have a vehicle, I hope you don't mind taking the bus." He told me.
"Oh, not at all."
Sam paid for my bus fare, very gentlemanly of him. We headed up to the top of the double-decker, it was a lovely evening, not at all chilly considering the later hour. As he looked up at me, I found myself caught into his amazing blue eyes. I couldn't help but smile, and I think I may have blushed a bit to. How could a simple look make me feel so….warm.
"I like you." It was a simple statement, but it made me feel so much.
"I like you too." Smiling up at me, a dimple adorn on his right cheek, he took my hand and entwined his fingers with mine.
When we arrived at the cinema we chose to see a James Bond movie, there really wasn't must else out that was any good. He paid for everything, tickets and snacks. About half way through the movie he put his arm around my shoulder, I moved a little closer to him, allowing a small snuggle. After the movie, he accompanied me home, if it wasn't near ten, I would have invited him in.
"I had a really good time, Sam."
"Me too. Do you think, maybe I could see you again tomorrow."
Well that answer was obvious. "I would like that." Taking my hand in his once more, he gently brought it to his lips.
"Good night." He said, releasing my hand.
I entered the house with the widest grin. I felt…oh words can't really describe it. Perhaps, amazing, jubilant, euphoric….perfect.
"I take it by the look on your face you had a good time." I quickly went over to my mum, sitting beside her on the couch.
"I did. He-he's really great mum." And then, for the first time since my father died, I saw my mother smile.
"Well, tell me about him."
"Okay. He's my age, in fact his birthday is just a few days after mine, the same day as Severus', actually." I frowned at the thought of my lost friend, but quickly pulled my mind back to Sam. "He's only in town for the summer, he's staying with a friend. Oh mum, he's brilliant. He was over last night and we spent a good hour talking just about literature." I rambled on for about another twenty minutes to my mother about all the wonderful things I could think of about this cute muggle boy.
"You do plan to tell him you're a witch, correct?"
I nodded. "If our relationship ends up…..well, going where I hope it does."
"Well, I'm happy for you sweetheart."
"Thanks." I gave my mum a warm hug, and headed up to bed.
The evening went perfectly. Not only was I able to hold her soft, delicate, hand in mine, but bring my lips to it as well. Part of me feels guilty, for deceiving her, but I just cannot feel bad about the situation. She fancy's me. All I've wanted for the past three years was finally coming true. Sam the muggle, is a very lucky bloke.
"So how did it go?" I was surprised my father even asked me, but what the hell, why not brag.
"Wonderfully. I kiss her."
He laughed. "Come here, son." He scooted over a bit on the couch, allowing me to sit in the space next to him. "So, this girl, is she….normal."
He would ask that.
"Yes." I didn't feel like dealing with him ranting about how I should hang around 'regular folk'.
"Good. So how long have you been seeing her, I'm guessing not long."
"No, just a couple days."
"Ah, well, take it slow son. Women don't like to be rushed." I could hardly believe what I was hearing. My father was giving me advice on women. I felt like laughing. "Don't look at me like that. I know I'm no prince charming, but woman are interested in more than looks. They like to be romanticized, swept off their feet and that type of thing."
I couldn't help it. I laughed. "You…a romantic?"
"How do you think I won your mother Severus, hum. A poor, mill worker, with average looks and little personality. I made her feel special, important."
"You mean until you got married, and then all you did was yell at her."
My father took a long deep sigh before looking me in the eye. Regret was written all over his face. "Yes, your mother and I fought, usually over money, and you, but I did love her, I…..I still do".
"So you miss her?"
"Every second of my life, Severus. Every damn second."
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