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"Severus, please!" This is the last place I wanted to have this conversation, under a tree in plain sight. How ironic it would be for our friendship to end where it began.

"Oh come on Lily, it's not a big deal." Severus scoffed, as if he truly believed that what he said was true.

He can't be serious.

"Honestly, you're making a fuss over nothing." he spoke again, and I wish he would just stop.

"Oh I'm making a fuss over nothing?" I raised my voice at him, and people were beginning to whisper as they walked past.

I glared at Severus and he did the same, both of us believing the other to be wrong.

"Who was it, pray tell, that hexed a first year for coming to me for help?! I'm a prefect, Severus, that's my job!" I was yelling now, but his face remained the same.

He opened his mouth to reply, but his eyes wandered over my shoulders and snarled instead.

"Would you rather me hex Potter then? He seems rather deserving of it if you ask me." Oh God.

I turned around to follow his glare and sure enough, Potter was marching towards us, looking rather determined. I suppose once he noticed we saw him, he felt like walking just wasn't enough and accioed his broom over.

He can't be serious, can he?

But then again, broom surfing seems to be the most normal thing he's done today, in front of me at least.

But must he do this now?

"Don't you have better things to do than attention seeking, Potter?" Severus spoke, and I dreaded what was to come. Arguing with Severus hurt, watching the boy I used to know disappear hurt, but watching him fight with Potter was different. The way he interacted with Potter made him seem as if he never was the boy I used to know. Whenever they fought, it felt like change I'm not ready for.

Because when Potter would raise his wand at Severus, it wasn't out of jealousy, it wasn't with evil intent. But that's all it was for Severus.

When they fought, it felt like I've finally lost Severus, and gained Potter. But Potter isn't so different from Severus, just much less refined and a great deal more arrogant. Severus acted the way he did because he was insecure, and knowing this is why I've stuck around so long. I thought I could change him, help him, but I'm starting to think I was wrong.

Maybe Potter is different from Severus, maybe there's a side to him other than the one he shows to me. If I really am to lose Severus, would Potter be there? Would he be there to help, or would he be there in hopes of filling Severus' spot? The latter seems more likely, but the aforementioned is something I wouldn't mind at all.

"Snivellus troubling you is he, Evans?" Potter said, bringing me back to reality as he hopped off of his broom, and Severus wasted no time in grabbing his wand.

Snivellus.

"Potter, this really isn't the time for this." I insisted, a crowd was beginning to form. Does he really have to bring so much attention everywhere goes?

"You heard the mudblood, get lost Potter."

Mudblood.

Everyone went silent, and I felt as if my heart had stopped. My childhood friend really had gone.

I watched as Remus, Peter, and Sirius pushed themselves to the center of the crowd, right behind James and wands at the ready.

"What the bloody hell did you just call her?" James shouted, and I was reminded of my thoughts from earlier. Severus, no, Snape called me a mudblood, whilst Potter stood to defend me. Things are beginning to change, and I'm not ready in the least.