JAMES.

"So did you kiss her?"

"It's not all about kissing, mate."

Sirius raised his eyebrows, and Remus scoffed.

"Who are you, and what have you done with James?" Remus laughed.

I rolled my eyes. "I thought you were studying, Remus."

"Yes, he's helping me," Peter said desperately, slamming his Defense Against the Dark Arts book shut.  

"Oh, calm your nose, Wormtail. Tomorrow's our last exam," Sirius yawned, "anyway. DADA is the easiest subject."

"For you it is," Peter sighed, and then went back to making notes.

"Anyway, Prongs. You going out with Evans now?"

"Nah," I said, and I was surprised with myself at how nonchalant I sounded, "if she wants to, then I will."

"You've changed a lot in one night," Sirius frowned, "it's worrying."

"Shut up," I muttered, and hit him with my book.

"James? Can I talk to you?"

It was Lily.

"Sure," I said, standing up quickly. Sirius wolf whistled. Or dog whistled, rather. Lily rolled her eyes impatiently.

We left the common room and found the first unlocked classroom. Lily sat down nervously.

"I have to talk to Sev."

"What?"

"I... I know I shouldn't. But I feel bad for Charity. I mean, anyone... anyone can see he's using her to... to make me... jealous. Or whatever. But she likes him. I heard her gushing to her friends about him earlier, and I don't want her to... you know."

"Okay," I said slowly, sitting down opposite her, "but aren't you worried he'll just think you're... making a move? Or something?"

"I can't just bring some random person into this. Sev is... he's angry, and I don't want to see anyone get hurt because I made him angry."

"But you didn't make him angry - well you did, but it's his fault, not yours."

"It's my fault just as much as his."

"No, it's not!" I felt furious, for some reason, as though it was a personal offense to me.

"It is! I'm the one who didn't like him-"

"He's the one who couldn't get himself together and accept for you to be his friend!"

"I can't help how he feels about me-"

"He can get over the fact that you don't like him!"

"What, like you did!?"

I fell silent.

"That's what I thought. Just when I started to believe you'd changed, you're still jealous of him."

"Of course I'm jealous," I said quietly, "he's... he's a total dickhead, and you still choose to spend time with him over me."

"He's my best friend."

"He wants more than that."

"I can't give him more."

"And he can't accept that."

"Neither can you."

"Not before last night." 

Lily sighed, and stared at me. "I'm sorry. I really am. But if it's what it takes to get him to stop hurting other people..."

"Okay then."

"Okay? Really okay?"

"No. But yeah."

I realised that maybe I did still hate Snape. A lot. 

-

SEV.

Someone grabbed my arm. "This needs to stop."

I spun around and my heart jumped to my mouth. Lily.

I swallowed, and then glared at her.

"What does?" I snapped.

"Charity."

"What about her?"

"You're using her."

Of course she saw right through it.

"What makes you say that?"

"It's obvious, Sev."

"I like her, Lily."

"So do I. She's a lovely person."

"I really like her."

"She is a really likable person."

"You know what I mean."

"Say it."

"Say what?"

"It."

Lily's eyes were burning.

It was the morning of our final exam. The air was bitingly cold, and the trees were bare. I sighed into the wind, and locked eye contact with Lily.

"I'm in love with Charity Burbage."

"You moved on fast." She didn't miss a beat.

"I've liked her for a while now."

"Oh you have, have you?"

"Oh, yes."

"And it was fate that she was there on that night? Or a coincidence?"

"Fate."

She knows me too well, I thought. She knew I was lying, but I wasn't about to admit it.

"Alright then. Friends?" Lily stuck out her hand, glaring at me.

I blinked. "Er, what?"

"I'm keeping an eye on you. Friends?"

"I see what you're doing. You don't want to be my friend at all. You want to protect Charity, because you still think that I'm 'using her', for some strange reason." I smirked smugly.

"Not at all. Friends?" She stuck out a hand.

"Acquaintances." I shook it.

"Fair enough."

"What about Potter?"

"Acquaintances."

"You seem to have a lot of acquaintances and very few friends."

"That's a matter of opinion."

-

JAMES.

I set down my exam paper, ruffled my hair slightly and turned slightly to see Sirius. He grinned and gave me a thumbs up. I grinned back, and took out my quill, then started doodling a snitch on my paper with the letters L.E. in the middle.

The exam had been a breeze, but my mind had been preoccupied the whole time. How had my relationship with her changed so quickly and so much over twenty-four hours?

"Quills down!" Chirped Professor Flitwick, making me jump, "that means you too, Stebbens! Please remain seated while I collect your parchments. Accio!"

All the parchment zoomed towards him, knocking him off his feet. A couple of people sniggered, and some students at the front got up to help him.

"Thank you... thank you," he panted, "very well, everybody, you're free to go!"

There was a general scraping of chairs and a buzz of chatter. Our last exam was over. I scribbled out the L.E on my question paper and rushed to join Sirius.

"Did you like question ten, Moony?" Sirius asked as we exited the great hall.

"Loved it," said Remus briskly, "give five signs that identify the werewolf. Excellent question."

"D'you think you managed to get all the signs?" I asked in mock concern.

"I think I did," Remus frowned seriously, "one, he's sitting in my chair. Two: he's wearing my robes. Three: his name's Remus Lupin."

Sirius and I laughed. Peter looked worries.

"I got the snout shape, the pupils of the eyes and the tufted tail, but I couldn't think what else-"

"How thick are you, Wormtail?" I laughed, "you run around with a werewolf once a month-"

"Keep your voice down," Remus said nervously, glancing around.

We started across the lawn. It was warmer than it had been this year, and we settled down in the shade of a large beech tree.

I pulled a snitch out my pocket, let it go, and then snatched it out the air. Peter gasped and clapped.

"Where'd you get that?"

"Nicked it," I said. I'd had it since the Quidditch cup final.

I let go and caught the snitch a few more times, before Sirius sighed and said, "put that away, will you? Before Wormtail wets himself with excitement."

Wormtail went pink. 

"If it bothers you," I said, and stuffed it in my pocket.

Sirius sighed and leaned back against the tree. "I'm bored."

I glanced around, and my eyes landed on a figure with greasy black hair leaning over a piece of parchment.

Suddenly all the morals I'd built up the past few days fell down as all my resentment overcame me.

"This'll liven you up, Padfoot," I said quietly. Sirius' head snapped round.

"Excellent," he grinned, "Snivellous."

-

Well well well I updated quickly how 'bout dat??

So this chapter correlated with chapter 28 of OoP (Snape's Worst Memory), and the speech is pretty much the same except it's obviously from James' POV not Harry's.

Hope you enjoyed!