Snap's pov I walkedfrom my chamber.It was chrismas break so I had no classes to teach.As I made my way to the great hall I saw her.Sara Moconally she was not really a tipical which.She was actually McGonagall's grandaughter.She had the ability to change her aperence like hair color and eye color.She was the darkest lookingGriffindor I had ever met.She had perfect grades and keep to her self mostly but as I look around she seemed to have many friends.She just didnt realize it.I knew that Draco fancyed her which suprized me.She was a blood traitor.Today she ws wearing all black and looked quiet...
"So, ready to tango?" James asked with a glint in his eye Lily couldn't quite identify.
"Yeah, sure – actually, James, wait. We need to talk."
"Oh, Lily, surely te can't be breaking up with me already!"
"James!" Lily hit him again, and was prepared to do it again and again; because even though she was opposed to physical violence on principle, it was literally the only thing that worked on James. "Shut up. Can't te take this seriously, just for once?"
"Is something wrong, Lils? Is it Snape? Did he... do something?"
"No, James, nothing's wrong. And it isn't Snape. It's you, actually."
They stood like that for the longest time, James resting his chin on Lily's forehead, holding her, trying to wordlessly communicate so many things that could never be detto aloud, at least not yet, not while she was this vulnerable, not while the both of them were still finding their footing as seventh-years. But one giorno they would be said, James promised himself, one giorno before graduation he would tell her all those things he'd been dying to say ever since Natale of sixth year. It had been then, as he watched her baciare some Ravenclaw under a bough of mistletoe and wished harder...