It is 1978. James Potter and Lily Evans are head boy and girl, not to mention falling quickly in love, much to the dismay of Severus Snape, Lily's ex best friend and the victim of James' bullying. But what if things turned out differently?
Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters. All rights belong to JK Rowling and Warner Brothers. Unfortunately.
AUTHORS NOTE- I know this probably already been done, but this is my first fanfic, so I wanted to start with something easy. This is a simple plot, and it isn't featured too much in the books, so I can be relatively flexible. I hope you enjoy it, and please R&R, I want to know how I'm doing. :)
Watching from the Shadows
I leant on the Hufflepuff trophy cabinet in the corridor, watching Lily talk. I loved watching her, the way her copper hair floated around her shoulders, the way her green eyes creased when she smiled, the way she secretly conjured small flowers in her hands when she was nervous. There were no such flowers today though. She was in her element, surrounded by her friends, laughing without a care in the world. She didn't even notice I was there. Nobody did, I made a conscious effort to blend in. She hadn't spoken to me in two years, and it broke my heart every day. I sorely regretted what I said to her, what I called her. She was beautiful in my eyes, her blood status made no difference to the way I felt about her.
A voice cried out to her from the end of the corridor. I watched her face light up like the sun itself had entered her body as she turned to watch the boy stride towards her, a cocky grin on his face. Eugh, I hated him. Arrogant, stuck up, ignorant little twerp. James Potter. I watched in revulsion as he came to a halt close to her, too close to her, and slipped his hand into hers. He whispered something into her ear, and she giggled like a silly little school girl. How could she change her mind about him? After how he treated me, and Lily. She used to hate him. She called him an 'arrogant toe-rag'. That made me chuckle out loud to myself, remembering when she told me, and suddenly everyone turned and noticed me. Lily looked at me with her piercing, green, almond shaped eyes, and I died a little inside as I saw her look of shock and revulsion that I had been spying on her. All I could do was look back at her, to try to show her with my eyes how sorry I was, but she turned away from me in disgust and, still holding James' hand, dragged him off down the corridor. Her group of friends followed closely behind her, some giving me dirty looks as they passed.
I was left standing alone, wallowing in my own guilty thoughts, when Avery came up behind me. I didn't notice he was there until he starting talking to me, and I jumped out of my skin.
"Merlin, Sev, you day-dreaming or what? Off in your own little 'Lily' world again I expect. You need to move on from that mudblood..."
"DON'T. CALL. HER. THAT."
I growled at him, turning to face him with hatred, both for him and myself, in my eyes.
"You know I hate that word. Don't use it around me. Ever."
"Whoa, sorry Sev, don't get your panties in a twist."
He sniggered at me. He knew, from experience, how sensitive I was about Lily.
I raised my eyebrow at him in distaste and stalked off, not knowing where I was going, but not caring. I needed to get away, or I was going to burst into tears any second. I couldn't let anybody see me cry, I didn't need another reason for people to taunt me.
Author's Note- I know, it's really really short, but I wanted to start off small and hopefully get better. Let me know what you think!