Severus might be a strong-willed even stubborn person but how could he fight something as lovely as Lily? He couldn't. The little voice in his mind, the one that suspiciously sounded like his horrid father, told him that he would get hurt because he was too worthless to get anything as pretty as the redheaded witch that was dancing with him.
"That would be nice." He said very quietly, his face got redder then it ever had been. Was it possible to die from blushing?