Snape’s worst memory, from James’ point of view. For anon.
"Leave him alone!”
He knew that voice. He immediately turned his head, and smiled. Without thinking it, he ran a hand through his hair, smiling.
"All right, Evans?" he said.
"Leave him alone," she repeated. "What’s he done to you?" She held nothing back: every word was backed by anger, her green eyes alight with what he liked to describe as righteous fury. Despite the fact it was all directed at him, he felt a thrill go up his spine and had to restrain the urge to smile wider.
He shrugged. “Well,” he said, “it’s more the fact he exists, if you know what I mean.”
He felt rather than heard the laughter from the crowd, bolstering him further.
Lily’s brow furrowed even further. “You think you’re funny,” she said, and this time her voice was devoid of fire, each word like ice, “but you’re just an arrogant, bullying toerag, Potter. Leave him alone.”
A thought occurred to him—this might be the opportunity he’d been waiting for. If she was as desperate to keep him away from Snape, maybe she would consider…
"I will if you go out with me, Evans," he said. "Go on, go out with me and I’ll never lay a wand on old Snivelly again."
The answer is, of course, because they are going to be sad later.
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