Snapes sister - The Marauders Era

𝘏𝘰𝘨𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘌𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴

"James you git, hurry before we miss the train!" Sirius Black yelled out to one James Potter, much to his bored amusement.

"Yeah, yeah I'm coming padfoot I'm coming. Bloody drama queen."

A shoe came flying in James direction hitting his head with a thud, sending him tumbling forwards.

"I heard that you twat!"

"No shite."

As they just made it to Kings Cross Station, they gathered along with everyone else who were all but clambering on the train. With their last minute attempts to get a good compartment.

While everyone else's heads were filled with the following school year, James Potter found himself in a familiar state that seemed to be rather repetitive since he had could remember.

His mind was filled with Lily Evans.

Perhaps any other time thoughts of Lily Evans gracing his mind wouldn't have caused such a negative emotion to stir in him, this was different.

Rumours had spread during the summer that Lily Evans had met a muggle boy on her trip to Greece that summer. If it was just a rumour James may have not given much thought to it, after all his Lily could never do such a thing.

I mean sure they never got along, and she didn't really owe him anything especially with the Snape thing that had happened last summer.

Yet he couldn't help but feel his heart shatter as he passed a compartment that contained the very reason he was in such a dilemma in the first place.

There she stood in all her glory, her red hair spilling all around her as if it acted as a halo. Her green eyes sending a beacon of light in whatever direction she graced her eyes upon.

When his eyes made contact with the necklace she held up to her friends with a look the James had reserved for Lily Evans, and Lily Evans only, James knew.

He knew he had lost.

He shouldn't have been as sad as he was, after all all's fair in love and war.

Maybe he would've been in a deep pull of grief if not for the acceptance he had slowly and unknowingly gained over the summer.

Lily never belonged to him.

And wasn't that the painful truth.

Perhaps he was bitter from the recent heartbreak he had to endure, maybe it was something else. Yet he found himself purposefully seeking out one Severus Snape.

As he heard his nasally voice when he neared a certain compartment further down and more deserted than the others, he moved closer.

See, James Potter knew of the muggle saying 'curiosity killed the cat'. Yet he didn't quite care, because he learned the rest just this summer, and he couldn't agree more. Curiosity would bring him back.

Severus Snape and James Potter were well known enemies. It was just the facts. Snape hated everything James was from his overly large ego, to his charming and slightly immature ways. He hated it all.

James hated Snape for one simple reason alone, he thought himself better than those around him. At first it was because of Lily, James had tried so hard to gain her favour and Snape already had it. Was it childish? Yes. Did he care? No, not really. Times had changed though, and over time James and his friends had noticed that Severus Snape was a blood supremacist, even though he himself was a half-blood. The irony, truly.

Although it seemed that it all went down hill when Severus Snape had called Lily Evans his best friend for all of their childhood that awful world.

Mudblood.