First Life: The Wizard Prince & The Half-Blood Prince | Covert Romance

S: 0.4 A Distraction?

   Severus Snape

It was that time of year that students from the fourth year advertised themselves to prepare themselves for the Triwizard Tournament, selecting the champions from each school. Good thing for me, that was last year's problem.

James Potter was the favorite in his house, Gryffindor- as he emerged as the champion of the Triwizard Tournament, while Peter Pettigrew was stuck in the second task in The Mirror of Erised maze. No one knows what he saw, but it sure made him happy that he failed the task.

                                    I, for one, did not participate.

Last year, Lily went to the Yule Ball with me. Although James Potter did not confirm it directly, I know that Lily is eagerly waiting for him to ask her to the ball.

Sitting across from Lily, keeping my gaze on her as James, I stared at her for a bit causing her to blush as she hid her pretty face behind her textbook. I smiled softly, as I opened James's textbook, noticing that there was a bookmark marked on page 394. I pushed in James's round glasses to hold it into place as I read the sticky notes on the edge of his textbook.

[The condition is incurable, and he has to live his life as a werewolf.]

[Keep a lookout for full moon updates.]

[Being a werewolf doesn't change the fact that he is my friend.]

"Mister Potter, how do you brew a Wiggenweld potion?" The professor says interrupting me.

I looked around, and Lily's pretty green eyes connected with mine.

"The potion consists of Horklump Juice and Dittany Leaves, Professor." I stuttered.

Lily looked at me, tilting her head in confusion while her eyes bore into mine.

I gasped, as I recognized that look.

James Potter is not stupid and always sounds confident, but she must be suspicious. I need to excuse myself to the bathroom. I hurried to the bathroom and bumped into Remus Lupin, one of James's friends, and also the Prefect of Gryffindor.

"Prongs!" Remus says as he hurries towards me.

                     Oh no, please don't talk to me!

                                     I don't speak the Marauders language.

"Padfoot, bought this mad-looking suit and even sent out an owl for you to check in on you to see if you wanted anything, but you never responded," Remus says,

I shouldn't speak, I'm not a pro-actor in any way or form, especially that of James Potter.

"Potter!" Lily's voice interrupts.

A grin splits on Remus's face as he elbows me to make a move.

"Ask her to the Yule Ball," Remus whispers, as he pats the top of my left shoulder.

I'm feeling nervous all of a sudden.

"P—Potter, Is something the matter?" Lily asks innocently.

I shake my head in response.

"Have you apologized to Severus for humiliating him yesterday?"

I follow that with another shake.

"You arrogant toerag, you're the reason why he isn't present in potions class, don't you know that's his best subject??-"

"Are you concerned because of his absence?" I uttered,

"Severus had never once missed Potions class, I'm going to check the Slytherin common room, any chance that you might know their password?"