Love lost

Love lost

Prologue/ Potions Class

Snape stared at his reflection in the broken glass and watched a single tear slide down his long, hooked nose. It was sixteen years since that day. The day when his whole world had come crumbling down. The day when he lost her love forever...

-Sixteen Years earlier-

Severus Snape had a secret. A secret that he could never admit, not even to himself. He was in love with a girl, but not just any girl. He was in love with a mudblood. Lily Evans was everything he could ever want in a girl, but everything he could never have. She was popular and beautiful, yet clever and witty. Despite this, Snape knew that he could never let on to her or anyone else for that matter, that he had feelings for her. She was the enemy.

Snape tried his best to ignore Lily and get on with his life. He devoted his time to studying and hanging out with fellow Slytherins. He managed to avoid her for his whole time at Hogwarts until the beginning of his fifth year. It was Potions and as Snape settled into his usual seat surrounded by Slytherins, Slughorn came bursting through the door looking very pleased with himself. "Good morning class!" he began. "I have a very special lesson planned for you today! You will be making your very own potions today! I am trusting you to behave appropriately... Oh, and before I forget, we shall be mixing up partners!" Groans echoed around the room but Snape couldn't have cared less. What did it matter to him?

"Snape!" boomed Slughorn. Snape raised his head and replied: "Yes, sir?"

"You will be partnering...Evans!" he announced, smiling. Snape opened his mouth to reply but caught Lily's eye and stopped dead. Transfixed by her bright green eyes, he found himself lost for words. When he finally broke eye contact, Slughorn had moved on to the other side of the room. Snape gulped. He had no choice but to work with Lily...

Snape watched helplessly as Lily gathered her books from her table and strode over to his table. Dumping her books next to him, she slumped into the chair beside him and eyed him warily. To avoid any kind of contact, Snape rose from his chair sharpish and went to the supplies cabinet. Grabbing a little of everything, he sighed as he tried to think of the best way to deal with his current situation.

After a short while Snape returned to Lily and thrust the ingredients into her waiting hands. He sat down and shifted through his potions book, looking for something, anything to do. Lily tutted making Snape raise his head. "What?" he demanded. Raising an eyebrow she shot back: "You didn't get enough Mandrake Roots!"

Snape stared at her, surprised. "I've decided on a potion," she explained.

"Oh, right...well, whatever!" said Snape, shrugging.

As Lily rose to get the correct amount of ingredients, Snape groaned inwardly. This wasn't going to plan. He dropped his head as she walked passed him, his shoulder length black hair concealing his flushed face. As she approached the cabinet, Snape glanced up and watched her. He longed to tell her his true feelings, but he was ashamed...