Disclaimer: yeah right, I own Harry Potter. Oh right I don't the only thing I own is my laptop. And now some homework I really should finish...

Year 1

Unbelievable! That immature prat. And he just stands there and laughs.

"Potter!" My voice echoes against the walls of the empty corridor. "You're a prat, do you know that? How could you do that? What did Severus ever do to you?" Poor Severus, he stands behind me glaring at Potter, his shockingly pink hair almost blinding anyone looking at him.

"Oh, relax, Evans! Merlin, it was just a prank," he's still laughing, his eyes sparkling with humour. "Besides, it's not like it matters to anyone; he's nothing but a slimy snake. You're just overreacting."

"Oh, I'm overreacting, am I? You humiliated my friend, just because he's in another house!" And to think, that idiot had seemed so nice on the train ride.

"Look, Evans, you're a Muggle-born so you wouldn't know, but all Dark wizards come from Slytherin; that's just the way it is," he says, running his hand through his hair, making it even messier than it already is.

"But hey, no worries. I can help you, you know, tell you everything you need to know and stuff," he says, his eyes twinkling, and holds out his hand to me, as if expecting me to actually take it!

"I don't think so Potter, I might be a Muggle-born but I do recognise the difference egoistic jerks and nice people. And you are clearly a jerk!" Hah! Take that Potter, I take Severus by the hand and start to walk away when Potter finally figures out what I said.

"Hey! At least I'm not a filthy Slytherin like Snivellus!" Oh that's it! "PO-" I don´t get to finish as Severus decides to interfere.

"TAKE THAT BACK!" Sev yells, drawing out his wand.

"And if I don't?" Potter asks, as he to takes out his wand. Sev doesn't answer in words. He doesn't need to; his jinx says it all. Which makes me wonder where a first year learned that all, I've learnt so far is Wingardium Leviosa. And they're duelling. What to do, what to do. Well I need to do something, before a spell hits me. But really, we've only been here for two months; how do they know all those spells? Ah! That one almost hit me!

"ENOUGH!" I bellow. "STOP THIS RIGHT NOW!" They look shocked. Okay I'm able to yell loudly, so what?

"Yeah, Snivellus, stop it! Come on, Evans, let's go to the common room, away from that snake." Is he really that thick? Why would I want to go anywhere with him? Uggh, I hate him.

"Shut up, Potter!" I guess Sev doesn't like being called Snivellus. I wish I knew why Potter and his friends call him that. Sev refuses to talk about it.

"Evans, come on!" Potter says again, glaring at Sev and holding his hand out again.

"No! Why would I go anywhere with you? I DON'T LIKE YOU!" Now I'm getting angry. How can anyone be so stupid?

"Don't be ridiculous, Evans, we all know you love me," he says, running his hand through his hair again and flashing me what I'm guessing is supposed to be a charming grin. Oh how I would like to wipe that smile off his stupid face. But I don't know any good spells... although... I am rather strong for an 11-year-old girl. I wonder if it would work?

SMACK! Yup, that worked alright! Oh, and look at that, it I left a red handprint on his cheek. It's a good idea to be gone when they both come out of their stupor, as Severus is also staring at me like I've got 4 heads. Smirk and walk away, Lily, walk away. I better go to the library, learn a few spells for the next time I see Potter.