Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"What are you waiting for?" Sirius said coldly, "What do you want, Snotling, rub your nose on us?"

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

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

Snape's mouth immediately spewed pink soap bubbles, and his lips were covered in foam, making him want to vomit, suffocating his breath—

"Let him go!"

James and Sirius turned their heads to look. James' free hand immediately reached his hair quickly.

It was a girl walking from the lake. She had thick, long, dark red hair that fell down to her shoulders, and oddly green almond eyes—

Those were Harry's eyes.

That's Harry's mother!

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

"Let him go." Lily repeated angrily, her emerald green speech looked at James with a look of disgust everywhere. "Why did he mess with you?"

"Well..." James said, posing as if he was thinking about the main points, "actually it's mainly because of his existence, if you understand what I mean..."

Many onlookers laughed loudly, as did Sirius and Wormtail, but it seemed that only Lupin, who was still studying attentively, did not laugh, and of course Lily didn't laugh either.

"You think you're quite funny?" Lily said coldly, "but you're just an arrogant, rude, bullying little brat, 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 use my wand to move a hair on old snot again. "

Behind him, the effect of the Obstruction Charm is gradually waning.

Snape began to move slowly towards his lost wand, vomiting suds of bubbles as he crawled.

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

"Let's go back and forth, prongs!" Sirius said happily, turning to Snape, "Oh!"

But it was too late, Snape had pointed his wand straight at James, a flash of light, a deep cut on James's cheek, and blood spattered on his robe.

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

In an instant, Lily's angry expression fluctuated, as if she was about to smile, but she quickly said firmly, "Put him down!"

"Certainly," James said, and he raised his wand sharply; Snape fell to the ground and crumpled.

He broke free of his robe, stood up immediately, and raised his wand, but Sirius said, "It's all petrified!"

Snape fell to the ground on his back again, stiff as a plank.

"Let him go!" Lily shouted angrily.

Now she drew her wand out. James and Sirius watched it carefully.

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

"Then unlock the spell for him!"

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

"You go," he said as Snape struggled to his feet. "You're lucky, Evans is here, snot-"

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

Lily blinked, as if shocked and disappointed.

"Okay, very good." Lily said coldly, "Okay, I won't worry about it again in the future... Also, if I were you, I would wash my underwear , snot."

"Apologies to Evans!" James yelled at Snape, his wand pointed threateningly at Snape.

"I don't need you to force him to apologize." Lily turned and shouted at James, "You hate him as much."

"What?" cried James. "I never said you were—you know what!"

"Oh, did you? Do you think I'm thanking you for never talking about me as a Mudblood?" Lily Evans was clearly excited, "or do you think posing just off a broomstick?" Looks so cool, that's why you mess up your hair, show off that stupid snitch, and cast spells on anyone who upsets you in the hallway, just because you can- I'm so weird, you With such a big head on his broomstick, how could he still leave the ground? To be honest, you make me sick!"

After speaking, she turned around suddenly and ran away quickly.

"Evans!" James called after her. "Hey, Evans!"

Unfortunately, Lily Evans did not look back.

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

"From what she's saying, all I can say is—she thinks you're a little arrogant, buddy," said Sirius.

"Ah, that's right!" James said, and now he looked really pissed. "That's right—"

There was another flash, and Snape was hung upside down in the air again.

"Who wants to see me take off Snotling's panties?"

But Harry will never know if James really took off Snape's underwear.

Because soon, he felt a hand grip his upper arm tightly, as tight as pincers.

Harry flinched, turning his head to see who had caught him, trembling with fright when he saw him, a grown-up Snape standing beside him, pale with anger.

"Did you have fun?"

Adult Snape asked angrily.

Harry felt himself lift 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 sharp dive, as if he had somersaulted in mid-air, his feet slammed into the stone floor of Snape's basement, and he was once again standing in the Pensieve on Snape's desk Next to it, in the dark study room of the real potions teacher.

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

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

Snape's lips trembled, his face was pale, his teeth bared, like a grinning vampire.

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