Soulmates (James and Lily Fanfic)/Jily

Mudblood

Lily POV:

"I don't need help from filthy little mudbloods like her!"

My heart sank into my stomach, "Did Severus really just call me a mudblood?" I asked myself. My eyes began to well up with tears as I processed what I had just heard. I suppressed my emotions and blinked the tears away, I didn't want people to see me cry.

"Fine," I said as emotionless as I could. " I won't bother in the future. And I would wash my pants if I were you , Snivellus." I teased him in a cold tone to rub some salt in his already open "wounds". I couldn't believe that Severus would call me that. He was my best friend, I was standing up for him, I always did. My insides were burning with anger and betrayal.

"APOLOGIZE TO EVANS!" James roared as he brandished his wand in Severus's face.

I turned on James now, even more furious than before. "I don't need you to make him apologize, you are as bad as he is!" I screamed at him, the tears in my eyes threatening to resurface.

"What!? I would NEVER call you a -- you -know-what!" James said defensively.

I paused, James was right, even though he is an arrogant toe-rag, he really would never call me a mudblood. He couldn't even say it in conversation. He is a pure-blood, he has every right to call people mudbloods, but he doesn't. He is also very accepting of his friends flaws as well, after all, he lets Peter follow him around. "Knock it off Lily!" I think to myself. "He is still just as bad, he still bullies those who are different than him. And he picks on every first-year that he meets in the hallway. Not to mention the way he walks around like he owns the place and shows off any chance he gets."

"Messing up your hair because you think it looks cool to look like you just got off your broomstick, showing off with that stupid snitch, walking down the corridors and hexing anyone who annoys you just because you can, I'm surprised that your broom can get off of the ground with that fat head on it. You make me SICK!" I couldn't hold my tear back anymore. I turned around swiftly and ran back up to the castle as fast as I could while my tears were streaming down my face. Behind me, I could hear James call out for me.

"Evans! Hey, EVANS!"

I ignored him and ran even faster. I ran blindly through the castle, running into people along the way, but I didn't stop. At last I couldn't run any more, so I collapsed onto the ground next to a portrait playing the lute. I curled up into a ball, leaned against the wall, and sobbed for what felt like hours. I was distraught and angry. I was mad that my childhood friend had called me such a terrible name without even a second thought. I was mad that people considered me unworthy of magic just because of who my parents are. I felt betrayed and lonely. As I sat there crying, I began to think of home. How much better would it be if I were home? What if I was never a witch? What if I never came to Hogwarts? I began to cry even harder upon the realization that not even at home, do I fit in. At home, I was considered a freak by my sister and her friends. At Hogwarts, I was considered a mudblood. After what seemed like hours, my sobs slowed down until I fell asleep with my tear stained face pressed against my knees.

"There she is, Professor, I found her!" I heard a voice shout throughout the hall. Footsteps came running over towards me but I didn't move nor did I open my eyes.

"Thank you Miss. Fortescue, make sure to tell the others that we found her and that everyone can go to bed." The voice of Professor Dumbledore said with a soothing calmness. I feel myself leave the ground and carried to what I assume is the Gryffindor common room. I drift off to sleep again due to the silence.

Alice POV:

"Will she be okay Professor?" I asked in a gentle and concerned voice, breaking the silence.

"I do believe so Miss Fortescue. Perhaps, for the record, would you mind retelling me what happened to cause Miss. Evans to flee and fall asleep  in the middle of the corridor?"

"There was an incident down by the lake involving James, Lily and Severus. James was picking on Severus and Lily came to defend Severus. In his anger and frustration, Severus called Lily a mudblood. James tried to defend her and she got mad at him. James and Lily argued and it resulted in Lily running away. That's when Frank and I came looking for her and eventually asking for your help." I spoke slowly so that I could be understood.

"I see, what an unfortunate thing, blood prejudice is. It is quite unfortunate for Lily and many others to suffer because of it. May this be a lesson for you and your friends Miss Fortescue." I nod my head slowly, taking in what he just said.

"But, professor, Frank and I don't support blood prejudice." I say respectfully. Dumbledore smiles and nods.

"I am completely aware of yours and Mr. Longbottom's views Miss. Fortescue, along with so many others." Dumbledore responds patiently. "I was merely implying that some children could use a lesson on how to treat others who are different from themselves."

"Is there anyone in particular that you would like me to relay that message to?" I ask smugly. James Potter came to my mind immediately. Dumbledore chuckles in response.

"If you have anyone in mind, I encourage you to share it with him." He says with a twinkle in his eye. He knows who I am thinking about.

"Well, thank you for helping me look for Lily." I say kindly.

"Of course, it is my pleasure to help students when they need it most. Oh, looks like we have arrived." We stop outside of the Gryffindor common room, I say the password and we enter as quietly as possible. Professor McGonagall is there waiting for us.

"Thank heavens, you have found her. Here let me take her to bed." She says as the worried expression melts off of her face. She uses a levitation charm to carry Lily up to bed. "Poor girl, must have been crying all evening." She says with sympathy.

"An unfortunate situation, indeed. I have all faith in her that she will pull through. She is an extraordinary girl." Dumbledore says quietly. "Why don't we all head to bed, I do believe you have another full day of O.W.L.s tomorrow." I take his advice and head to bed.