Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. All rights belong to the Goddess of Writing, J.K Rowling. This is a one-shot that just popped into my head because I was rereading Deathly Hallows, when Harry was discovering his mother's letter. So, this is following a story line saying that Lily knew that Snape had switched sides, even if James didn't. This will be set around the same time as Christmas. Harry is already born. Read, review, and enjoy!
Dear Sev,
I never thought I would use that nickname again. Just goes to show how we never can predict the future. How was your Christmas? I try to picture you with someone, but I keep seeing you, all alone, a Christmas without anyone to love you, or whom you love. Then I feel sad. It's weird, that we haven't seen each other for months and months, and here I am, wondering if you're happy. Even if I could go outside, I wouldn't. Every time I pass a swing set, or even a lake, it reminds of the time we used to spend with each other. You and me, Sev, just talking about how amazing it would be when we went to Hogwarts. We didn't realize that we would end our school years not even looking at each other. Did you get the letter inviting you to my wedding? Obviously not, or maybe you would have come. Or maybe you did, but you didn't want to see James. He's changed Sev, he really has. I know, at school, he was a prat. An arrogant toerag. But now he's sweet and kind and loving, and I couldn't be prouder that he is the father of my child. But I don't want to reminisce about all the bad stuff. Sometimes, when I close my eyes, I can see us, under the canopy of trees. I remember when you told me about the letters, about wands. And the entire Wizarding World. Can I ask you a question, Sev? When I asked you about dementors, you said I would never go to Azkaban because I was too… What? What did you want to say? You don't have to answer, but I'm just asking you a question. You were right about Petunia, Sev. She hates me. She hates magic almost as much as your father does. I'm sorry, that was mean. I know you don't like it when people bring up your parents. But I just want to say, Sev, you have no idea how proud I am of you! You're risking your life every day. You pretend to be on Voldemort's side, and you're really on ours. You're giving him false information that looks valuable, and withholding the actual information for Dumbledore. You've changed too. I really miss you, Sev. Every day. Before we got cooped up at Gordric's Hollow, I would lie somewhere in the grass, staring up at the sky, and, sometimes, I swear, I could hear your voice, telling me all over again about owls and wands and letters and Hogwarts. And then, you'll never guess what I found today! I found that charm you gave me for my twelfth birthday. The one that had the wand sending up sparks? Do you remember that? I put it back on the bracelet, which I still wear. I can remember us together at Christmas during fourth year, in the library, sneaking cups of cocoa behind Madame Pince, reading and laughing. It's so odd to think of past Christmases, of you and me spending so much time together. You were my best friend Sev. My best friend in the entire world. I don't expect you to write back. I won't blame you if you don't. I just wanted to talk to you again. I miss you.
Lots of love,
Lily