She's a Gryffindor, you know.

You've always known. Ever since she flew from the swing to now, as she stalks out of the compartment simply because she couldn't stand listening to those obnoxious boys. Admittedly, you're grateful for it, but you can't see yourself doing such a thing.

You knew it as she stood up for the sister she so despised, and as she told you again and again that you could survive anything.

But you tell yourself otherwise. Because you don't want to be alone.

Because her eyes are just green enough for you to fool yourself that somehow, by some miracle, she'll end up in Slytherin with you.

It's official now. Gryffindor.

You're officially enemies. You should be, at least.

Because you're a Slytherin—just as you've always known—and you're simply not allowed to be friends with a Gryffindor.

But you tell yourself otherwise. Because you don't want to be alone.

Because her smile is just warm enough for you to fool yourself that somehow this will end in something other than tragedy.

It doesn't get any better.

Your fellow Slytherins think you're an idiot—and honestly you can't help but agree. Her housemates feel the same about her—but she, she stands up for you in the way no one else ever has. You don't think you're worth it.

But you tell yourself otherwise. Because you don't want to be alone.

Because she's just sure enough for you to fool yourself that maybe she's right about you.

Years of it.

You snap in fifth year.

That horrible word. That unforgivable word.

Mudblood.

You can't blame her when she vows never to speak to you again. You can't blame her for being disgusted.

In fact, you make yourself sick. And you know that now she'll never see you as anything more than another heartless Slytherin.

But you tell yourself otherwise. Because you don't want to be alone.

Because she's just kind enough for you to fool yourself into thinking that by some miracle, she'll find this horrible thing you've done to be forgivable.


AN: What's the friendship genre without angst? Young Snape and Lily are always very fun to write, aren't they? At least, I enjoy it. Then again, I find a lot of characters fun to write. Why I haven't been doing more writing lately is a mystery to me... Thanks for reading. Hopefully it was worth the wait.