Lily's POV
—— Lily's POV ——
[No Specific Time]
Lily thought herself to be a very charming young girl. Sure, that sounded narcissistic, but she treated it merely as the truth.
She had gorgeous red hair and a pretty face with twinkling green eyes. Everyone told her so. And if everyone agreed, who was she to argue?
However, there was one day that she had gotten the confirmation that she was indeed one of a kind.
Lily had first discovered her magical prowess one day at the park near to her home. She was with her sister Petunia and were out picking flowers, where most of them were wilting, and the strangest thing had occurred.
The slightly wilted flower she had picked up had begun to bloom. At quite a fast pace. Lily was so surprised that she had let out a yelp and dropped the flower, and it immediately wilted again.
Soon, she discovered that she had powers. Yes, you heard her right, powers. It was unbelievable. Her parents were in denial, but then they were ecstatic. They treated her like she was special. Even more so than she originally thought.
After this, Lily had the epiphany that, well, she was simply better than everyone else! Chosen by God himself, as some might say.
Then she had the crushing moment where she found out that she wasn't the only one with magical powers. From the ratty boy that lived at the poorer side of town. Of all people it had to be him who told her that she was a witch.
Severus Snape, was the boy’s name. She had initially thought that he was just insulting her, but as it turned out, he was being serious. Dead serious.
Lily had figured, after a day or sitting in her room, that she needed to find out more of what the kid was saying. So she made up a plan. A plan to become ‘friends’ with the Snape kid.
It was harrowing. It was tough. And it was the worst thing that Lily had to go through. Well, outside of the one bad hair day that she had, but that's besides the point. Becoming ‘friends’ with Snape was necessary. And it had paid off quite well in her book.
In just a week she was sure that she had Snape wrapped around her finger. He was basically pining to meet her every day by that point. It really was easy to ‘befriend’ people who weren't used to friends. Or didn't have any.
He had told her of potions, a prison called Azkaban, that Lily thought was a rip-off of Alcatraz, and a multitude of other things that Lily was fascinated by. And out of all those things, one stood out.
Hogwarts.
Lily couldn’t imagine a magical school, full of witches and wizards. It was an out of this world concept to her. Thus why she was so excited to go to that school, when the Snape kid told her that they were allowed to go at eleven.
And when she was finally there, or on the train there, she was lucky enough to bump into two extremely handsome boys. Both of which clearly didn’t like Snape. And both of them clearly liked her.
Lily was tempted to go with the two boys, but she had to keep the pretense up that she was the Snape kid’s friend. He still needed her, after all.
So for the next few years she put up with Snape’s dark brooding, and got high grades with him. She was perfectly capable of getting high marks on her own, of course, but she was simply obligated to help the poor kid out.
Thankfully Lily had been sorted into Gryffindor with the two good-looking boys. She couldn’t have imagined being around Snape and those revolting house mates of his. Half of them looked like idiots. And the other half were pure evil, according to James, one of the boys she had met.
She was partially flirting with James every time they encountered, although to Snape and absolutely no one else it just appeared to be animosity on her side and unrequited love on James.
Lily was content with having the two so infatuated with her. She already knew that she was attractive, and to have a rich young man be into her, Lily felt as though she was able to get whatever she wanted.
Then came the one day in fifth year. The one opportunity to break of her friendship with Snape. And of course, she took it.
Marlene and Mary had both applauded her for finally breaking off with Snape. She herself was feeling quite accomplished. It wasn't really much of a loss on her part either.
She could now openly befriend James and his friends, as well as still approach Snape should she need to for any reason, although she highly doubted that such a time would ever come. Snape was still like a lost puppy going after her, so all was good in the world.
Until her grades began to drop.
Now, Lily thought that she was perfectly fine. Her grades were consistently high, one of the top in the school, even. But then in her sixth year, her grades had begun to decline.
Her E’s and O’s dropped to A’s, and for one reason or another she even began failing some subjects. It baffled Lily as to why it was so. Her professors all talked to her about it, and they had all given her the same suggestion.
Talk to James or Snape. Yes, Snape.
She was shocked. Lily was sure that he would have dropped out of the top 5 in their year as soon as they had their falling out, with all the moping around and apologies that he had been attempting, but apparently not.
She refused to believe that she couldn’t do it without Snape. So she tried James and all his friends, all of her friends, and the other two houses. But they all didn't work.
She had even told Marlene one day while they were on Prefect duty (another piece of proof that she was indeed great). Marlene herself also asked why she hadn't just gone to Snape, acting like the model student. Of course they had both laughed it off at the end, but it got Lily nowhere. She was at a loss.
Then came Snape’s ‘transformation’.
It was slow, but it definitely didn't go unnoticed to Lily and a vast majority of the Hogwarts population. And it made Lily feel, both bewildered and strangely angry.
Snape had started topping most of his classes. Even Charms, which Lily was particularly infuriated by. She always thought that she was one of, if not the best charms students in their year, but Snape had to step in and prove her wrong. The imbecile.
He had also somehow developed muscles. Not like James, but more lean and toned rather than defined ones. And he was tying back his hair, which was weird to Lily, considering how he had always told her of his strange dislike of tying up his hair.
He was now…attractive. As much as Lily hated to admit it, it was true. A lot of the other girls were looking toward him, but he seemed nonchalant about it. Proud bastard, she had thought.
She wasn't jealous, no. She knew that she was miles better than him. Not the ratty boy from Spinner’s End. She was above that.
But she could use this opportunity. Lily knew that Snape was in love with her, so why not approach him now? He would never decline the opportunity to fix their relationship, so it couldn’t go wrong, she was sure.
Except, she could not have been more wrong.
She had gone up to Snape, and she was opening up with the awkwardness she would expect if she really were his friend, when the strangest thing happened. Snape glared at her, with pure hatred, and then turned on her and left. Without a single word.
Lily was confused. Of course she was. Snape was in love with her, wrapped around her finger, wasn't he? Yet what had just happened? It must have been a mistake. Maybe he was just feeling unwell.
Yes, that must have been it.
But the next few times she had tried to start up a conversation with him, he had just brushed her off like she was nothing. How rude of him! She was Lily Evans, his first friend! What kind of heartless idiot treated her like that?
Fine, she had thought, if Snape's going to be like that, then I don't need him anyways. I have James and the rest of them, I don't need Snape. I can do perfectly fine on my own, thank you very much.
But somewhere, in some small part at the farthest back of her mind, she thought otherwise.
No, she knew otherwise.
—— End POV ——
To be continued