The Memories Of the Half Blood Prince

Moments from the life of Severus Snape, the Half Blood Prince


3. Reconciliation

"No!" I called, running forwards, almost tripping over Dad's old coat. She stood by the swings, with her sister, holding onto the pole and glaring at me like I had stolen her broomstick. I had to think however, how pretty she was. Even with her face set in a frown.I had to explain. She must understand. "You are. You are a witch. I've been watching you for a while. But there's nothing wrong with that. My mum's one and I'm a wizard." Again I didn't say it, the words seemed to slide out of my mouth of their own accord.

Then her sister had to spoil it, the Muggle. For a moment, I was sure Lil would have believed me. She had a little shadow of doubt in her eyes and I knew she was at least considering it. Then her sister stood there and laughed. A harsh, spiteful laugh, derisive. And Lil began to smirk too.

"Wizard!" Tuney shrieked. " You're that Snape boy! They live down Spinner's End," she added to Lil, exchanging a knowing look that suggested she didn't think much of it at all. I could feel my blood boiling. How dare she do this? Steal my new friend, and criticize my address. I feel a surging rush of hatred for her. Then she added, suspiciously, "Why have you been spying on us," I wanted nothing more than to hate her. I could do it. If I concentrated my unruly magic powers, I could. But I had to make a good impression on Lil, and so contented myself with just saying "Wouldn't spy on you anyway, you're a Muggle.

Damn! Her face flushed a bottle-red, and bristling at my tone, she yelled "Lily, come on, we're leaving. I felt my anger flow away as quickly as it had surged forwards. I wanted nothing more than to go back and beg them to not go, so I could get to know Lily better. Of course, I hated her sister, but Lily was lovely. Her name wasn't Lilliana in the end. It was Lily.

I walked down to the nearby lake, lying on the grassy bank. This had to be a contender for the Worst Birthday List. I sat there til the sun began to set, leaning on the trunk of a tree. I gazed out across the water, staring into the distance. It took me a long time to realise the flower I was staring at was a water lily.

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