"Lily!" Severus pleaded running after me as I sprinted to Transfiguration.
I rounded on him. "What is wrong with you, SNAPE?" I asked witheringly. He seemed to shrink as he winced.
"I-I don't know what I did wrong..." he said sadly.
I gave him a look.
"You LAUGHED!" I told him. "I was totally embarrassed and you just LAUGHED like everything's just fine and dandy. Well, everything ISN'T," I raised my voice.
"Lil," he looked regretful, upset. I tried to storm off, but Sev held me back.
"Oh, hi, Snape," Malfoy said, sneer in his voice as he walked by. "Hi mudblood."
Sev's fists were clenched in anger.
"Why do you even CARE, Snape?" Lucy asked in a soft yet patronizing tone. "You know, the dark lord WILL hear about these AFFECTIONS for a mudblood...The snake's supper will be quite good, I dare say."
"Coward," hissed Severus, letting go of me, but when I walked on, he caught up.
"I'm sorry for laughing," he said. "Forgive me, please?"
I laughed. "Ok, Severus," I told him. "I'll forgive you...but you have only three chances left."
He looked at me weirdly.
"What do you-"
"Never MIND." I sighed at his ignorance. "But I won't be as forgiving next time."
His eyes lit up. "Ok!" he told me.
"You want to be my Transfiguration partner?" I asked him as we made our ways into the classroom where McGonagall looked extremely annoyed.
"Evans! Snape! You are late, unless I am verrrry much mistaken, which I am cerrrrtain I am not," she pointed out, gesturing at everyone who sat.
"Sorry," muttered Sev, and McGonagall gave him an understanding smile, but she then seperated us.
"Now, we shall be transferring strrrawberry drrrops into lemon drrrops," she sniffed.
I could tell by her disapproving expression that Dumbledore had requested more lemon drops. I hid a smile.
"You will do it with a partner because believe it or not, transfiguring food is strangely hard for youngsters," she said.
"Not a youngster," Potter mumbled. Sev glowered at him.
I tried to get through the crowds of talking and laughing people to be Sev's partner and he fought through his side, but before I knew it, I was with Pettigrew and Sev was with Bellatrix Black.
I tapped my fingers impatiently. My long since perfectly transfigured lemon drop sat on a tissue.
Pettigrew's face was screwed up with concentration.
"I'm trying," he mumbled to himself, beads of his sweat falling down his face and missing the lemon drop by about a second.
I moved it away in disgust.
I wasn't aware I'd said it until I heard him shout, "HEY!" I looked up, startled. McGonagall shot us a look.
Black shot me a paper airplane,
We're playing games in our common room tonight. Join us, okay? If you don't, we put a jinx on the paper; if you touch it, you'll come or lose all your hair.Only WE know the counter curse. Oh, and one of you tell Dylan from Hufflepuff that she's almost as hot as Marlene. After you do that, tell her to pass it on to Hufflepuffs. Ravenclaws as well. ALL the years. Don't worry-there won't be kissing or anything. This is all in fun.
And pass this on
I dropped it at my feet but Natalie Bullstrode from Slytherin picked it up, passed it on, and it was halfway around the room in about 5 seconds.
Everyone but the Slytherins seemed excited at the prospect of games, but even the Slytherins didn't want to lose their hair, so they reluctantly passed it on and whispered something to the person beside them. Sev looked pale as he read the note.
As I packed my bags, I thought to myself, Well, this should be interesting...