were walking across the castle courtyard, evidently arguing. Harry
hurried to catch up with them, to listen in. As he reached them, he realized how much
taller they both were. A few years seemed to have passed since their Sorting.
“…thought we were supposed to be friends?” Snape was saying, “Best friends?”
“We are, Sev, but I don’t like some of the people you’re hanging round with! I’m
sorry, but I detest Avery and Mulciber,ugg outlet! Mulciber! What do you see in him, Sev, he’s
creepy! D’you know what he tried to do to Mary Macdonald the other day?”
Lily had reached a pillar and leaned against it, looking up into the thin, sallow
face.
“That was nothing,” said Snape. “It was a laugh, that’s all – ”
“It was Dark Magic,cheap jordan shoes, and if you think that’s funny – ”
“What about the stuff Potter and his mates get up to?” demanded Snape. His color
rose again as he said it, unable, it seemed, to hold in his resentment.
“What’s Potter got to do with anything?” said Lily.
“They sneak out at night. There’s something weird about that Lupin. Where does
he keep going?”
“He’s ill,” said Lily. “They say he’s ill – ”
“Every month at the full moon?” said Snape.
“I know your theory,custom usb drives,Harry slapped a hand to his mouth,” said Lily, and she sounded cold. “Why are you so obsessed
with them anyway? Why do you care what they’re doing at night?”
“I’m just trying to show you they’re not as wonderful as everyone seems to think
they are.”
The intensity of his gaze made her blush.
“They don’t use Dark Magic,louis vuitton bags, though.” She dropped her voice. “And you’re being
really ungrateful. I heard what happened the other night. You went sneaking down that
tunnel by the Whomping Willow, and James Potter saved you from whatever’s down
there – ”
Snape’s whole face contorted and he spluttered, “Saved? Saved? You think he
was playing the hero? He was saving his neck and his friends’ too! You’re not going to –
I won’t let you – ”
“Let me? Let me?”
Lily’s bright green eyes were slits. Snape backtracked at once.
“I didn’t m ean – I just don’t want to see you made a fool of – He fancies you,
James Potter fancies you!” The words seemed wrenched from him against his will. “And
he’s not…everyone thinks…big Quidditch hero – ” Snape’s bitterness and dislike were
rendering him incoherent,and strewing the path with a tangle of hairy legs., and Lily’s eyebrows were traveling farther and farther up her
forehead.
“I know James Potter’s an arrogant toerag,” she said, cutting across Snape. “I