Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"What are you waiting for?" Sirius said coldly, "What do you want, snot-nosed man, to rub your snot on us?"

A medley of curse words and curses came out of Snape's mouth, but his wand was ten feet away, so nothing happened.

"Wash your mouth!" James said coldly, "Clean it up!"

Pink soap bubbles immediately spit out from Snape's mouth, and his lips were covered with foam, making him want to vomit and suffocating him——

"Let him go!"

James and Sirius turned to look. James' free hand immediately flew to his hair.

That was a girl walking from the lake. She has thick long crimson hair that hangs down to her shoulders, and a pair of surprisingly green almond eyes——

Those were Harry's eyes.

That's Harry's mother!

"How are you, Evans?" James said, his tone suddenly becoming friendly and seeming to become deeper and more mature.

"Let him go." Lily repeated angrily, her green eyes looking at James with an expression of extreme disgust. "Why did he get into trouble?"

"Well," James said, pretending to be thinking carefully about the key points, "Actually, it's mainly because of his existence, if you understand what I mean..."

Many students who were watching laughed loudly, Sirius and Wormtail also laughed, but only Lupine, who seemed to be still concentrating on his reading, did not laugh, and of course Lily did not laugh either.

"You think you are quite funny?" Lily said coldly, "But you are just an arrogant and rude little brat who bullies the weak. Potter, let him go."

"If you hang out with me, I'll let him go, Evans," James said immediately, "Go on... hang out with me, and I'll never touch a hair of old Snotlout with a wand again. .”

Behind him, the barrier spell was waning in effectiveness.

Snape began to move slowly toward his missing wand, vomiting bubbly soapy water as he crawled.

"Even if I had to choose between you and the giant squid, I wouldn't hang out with you." Lily said in disgust.

"Go ahead and memorize the words, Prongs!" Sirius said happily, turning towards Snape, "Ouch!"

But it was too late, Snape had pointed his wand straight at James, and with a flash of light, a deep gash appeared on one of James' cheeks, and blood splattered on his robes.

James turned sharply, and after the second flash, Snape was hanging upside down in the air, his robes hanging down over his head.

For a moment, Lily's angry expression fluctuated, as if she was about to smile, but she quickly and firmly said: "Put him down!"

"Of course," James said, and he raised his wand sharply; Snape fell to the ground and huddled.

He shook off his robes and stood up immediately, raising his wand, but Sirius said: "Petrify them all!"

Snape fell back onto his back, as stiff as a board.

"Let him go!" Lily shouted angrily.

Now she drew her wand out. James and Sirius stared at it warily.

"Hey, hey, Evans, don't force me to cast a poison spell on you." James said seriously.

"Then break the spell for him!"

James sighed deeply, then turned to face Snape and whispered the breaking spell.

"You go away," he said as Snape struggled to his feet. "Lucky for you, Evans is here, Snotlout—"

"I don't need help from a smelly little mudblood like her!"

Lily blinked her eyes, as if shocked and disappointed.

"Okay, very good." Lily said coldly, "Okay, I will never worry about this again in the future. Also, if I were you, I would wash my underwear, snot."

"Apologise, Evans!" James shouted at Snape, pointing his wand threateningly at Snape.

"I don't need you to force him to apologize." Lily turned to James and shouted, "You are just as annoying as him."

"What?" James shouted, "I never said you were a - you know what!"

"Oh, really? Do you think I have to thank you because you never called me a Mudblood?" It was obvious that Lily Evans was very excited, "Or do you think I should show off like I just got off the broomstick You look cool, so you mess up your hair, parade around with that silly Snitch, and cast spells on anyone you meet in the corridor who displeases you, just because you can - I'm so weird, You have such a big head on your broomstick that it can still leave the ground? You honestly make me sick!"

After saying that, she turned around suddenly and ran away quickly.

"Evans!" James shouted after her, "Hey, Evans!"

Unfortunately, Lily Evans didn't look back.

"What's wrong with her?" James asked. He had wanted to say the question casually, as if it didn't matter to him, but he failed.

"Judging by the implication of her words, all I can say is that she thinks you're a bit arrogant, mate," Sirius said.

"Ah, right!" said James, looking really angry now, "right -"

There was another flash of light, and Snape was hanging upside down in the air again.

"Who wants to see me take off Snotlout's underwear?"

But Harry would never know if James actually took off Snape's underwear.

Because soon, he felt a hand gripping his upper arm tightly, as tight as a vise.

Harry flinched and turned his head to see who had caught him. He shivered with fright when he saw a grown-up Snape standing next to him, his face pale with anger.

"Did you have fun?"

Adult Snape asked angrily.

Harry felt himself rising into the air, the summer scene around him disappearing, and he floated upward in the icy darkness, Snape's hand still clutching his upper arm. Then--

With a swooping sensation, like he was doing a somersault in mid-air, his feet struck the stone floor of Snape's dungeon and he was once again standing on the pensieve on Snape's desk. Next to it, in the dark study room of the real-life Potions teacher.

"So," Snape said, grabbing Harry's arm so hard that Harry felt his hand begin to go numb, "So... are you happy, Potter?"

"No, no...no." Harry said nervously and scared, trying to free his arm.

Snape's lips trembled, his face turned pale, and his teeth were exposed, like a grinning vampire.