After all this time?
Always.
1.
"She's just jealous that you're magical and she isn't." Severus spoke softly, his long-fingered hands almost touching hers- Lily's.
"That's mean Sev." She replied automatically- with her soft voice like bells, but Severus knew it made her happy, which is why he said it. He wanted to be someone that she could depend on, understand.
Severus watched Lily walk over to the pond, and reach for something beneath its surface. Severus got up immediately, worried Lily would fall, hurt herself- she had a knack for getting into bothersome situations.
"Look." She muttered, as if she was concentrating very hard.
Severus watched as a white water lily floated in the air and landed on his fingertips. He was silent, struck by the strength of her powers…and everything else about her.
"Does it matter," She whispered, sounding scared and worried for the first time. Severus wanted nothing more than to take it away from her- a strong feeling that an 11 year old could hardly posses…but he could.
"Well, does it?" Lily said, looking for the truth in Severus's black-eyes.
"Does what?" Severus cleared his throat staring guiltily ay her, admitting he hadn't paid much attention- at that stare Lily smiled, and Severus knew that smile, that one smile would pardon and forgive anything he could ever do.
"Does it matter that I'm muggle-born?" She asked again, with that searching gaze, her smile small, worried.
Severus smiled, placing the water lily in the depths of her red hair. "Lily, I don't think it matters at all."
Lily laughed at this and pushed Severus's arm playfully. "Thanks Sev."
"And if anything Lily," Severus began to add, feeling braver than he felt. "You'll always be perfect to me."
Lily laughed again, the sound of bells and Severus smiled in return.
"I'll be sure to remember that Sev." Lily replied, lying back down on the grass again, with Severus following her automatically- for he always would.
2.
Lily opened her eyes. She was still on the same couch, a newborn Harry snuggled in her arms. She stared at her son, her perfect son and smiled. He was the first thing she wanted to see in the morning and the last before she went to bed, because in-between the hours when she was not looking- she was thinking of Severus. It was not that she didn't love James- she loved James as she was emotionally capable- but that was the thing- her emotional capacity was so strained, so stretched sometimes it was not enough for James, but neither was it enough for Severus. Harry stirred in her arms- feeling his mothers discomfort and she cooed him back into a restful slumber. She wondered if Severus ever thought of her as much as she did. Days upon days she missed him terribly. He was her first friend, her first that she could depend on, her first for a lot of things in her life. She was no longer angry- and as she mulled over it whilst looking at the perfect sleeping face of her son- she was never angry. Not when he called her a mudblood, not even those countless times he refused her help, not even when he went to the Dark Side. Her last thought, as she put Harry in his crib and climbed into bed with James, was that she wished Snape knew, knew that she was no longer angry, and that she missed him- and oh how she wished it was as simple creating unity between two opposite sides in high school, than it was for The Order and Severus Snape.
3.
"Pass me the lacewing flies Sev." Lily breathed irritatingly, her fiery red hair gathering in clumps around her head. Severus couldn't help but laugh- even when she looked like a stressed-out mess she still looked beautiful.
"Don't laugh at me." She snapped, not looking up from the boiling cauldron. "I can never show my face in the Slug Club if I can't make this."
Severus became serious. "It is difficult Lily- maybe you-"
"Don't say it Sev. If you tell me to stop I will throw newt eyes at you." Lily threatened, finely slicing the lacewing flies.
Severus put up his hands in surrender and came up behind her, pretending as if he was watching her cauldron bubble, but in reality- he just wanted the scent of her to surround him; Lilies, the musky vanilla that surrounded their old park in the evening summers, Lilac (her own unique scent that emanated from her skin).
"I believe you crush them Lil." Severus added as if this had been a thought that had just occurred to him.
"I'll crush you in a minute." She muttered angrily.
"Oh really." Severus laughed, spinning her around. In their third year, only now could he do this, for as long as he knew her up unto this point he was too short to do this. Lily seemed as equally surprised- since when did he get so tall? Was it because she was so close to him?
"Sev." Lily breathed, not letting go, or pushing his arms as she often did, she found, strangely that she enjoyed it.
"You always out-do yourself Lily. You should take a break- see the outside world for a change. I mean- I love the dungeons but not this much."
"I…I guess you're right." Lily said, feeling guilty that for the past three days she had dragged Severus here almost every chance she got.
Outside the air was warm, the sun shining beautifully across the grounds. Severus was ecstatic- finally able to be with Lily in public, outside in the sun where they spent their younger days.
"Try to cheer up." Severus requested, placing his arms on her shoulders.
At this Lily smiled. "Happy?" She asked sarcastically.
"Not when you aren't." Severus replied seriously, turning his head to look at her. Lily's breath was knocked out of her and she couldn't muster a reply.
"I don't think she needs your gigantic nose in her face Snivelly." Severus and Lily was rooted to the spot at that voice; the one voice that caused Severus so much anger, the voice that caused Lily to boil, to become protective.
"Leave him alone James Potter." Lily warned, holding tighter to Severus as if he was paper, and James Potter might set him on fire.
"Ay James, think we could give the house elves in the kitchen something to grease their pans with?" Sirius Black asked his smile sarcastic and mean, coming behind James's shoulder.
"Oh we could always use Snivelly's hair." James replied to Sirius, his smile echoing that of his best friend.
"Ha, ha, ha I get it!" Peter Pettigrew laughed to the side, not really part of the entity that was James-and-Sirius.
"Can't you think of anything more creative?" Lily challenged, glaring at the three boys. "I expect between the three of you, you could actually come up with interesting insults."
Severus bit his lip. He really didn't want to know what more creative things Potter could come up with. "Lily, let's just go."
"Oh Snivelly, so scared, don't run I was having so much fun!" Sirius called, jumping around James Potter laughing.
James laughed with him, to Lily he said. "You don't want to know the things I can come up with."
Lily glared once more at James Potter. "At least he has me." Lily huffed, running up to Sev and grabbing his hand.
That hand-hold made everything better for Severus Snape and Lily didn't even know it.
Those few words were so close to true for James Potter, and Lily didn't even know it.
4.
Professor Snape, no longer Sev was wandering the corridors of Hogwarts. He did not like sleep, but equally so did he not like wandering the corridors. Every turn, every step was ones he took with Lily during his boy-days. Time he got to spent with her- memories that always haunted him. The corridor nearest to the Gryffindor Tower was where he would often wait for her, wait for the first sign of bouncy red hair, and that pure, good smile that would greet him when she saw him. He saw his memories- each and everyone- as if he was living them.
"Sev!" Lily would greet.
"Sunshine." He would always reply in the mornings to her.
"What do you have first?" She would always ask in that eager tone, always ready to learn…
"Breakfast Lily." He would sometimes say, trying to bring her mind away from studies.
It was at this point Lily would always smile at him, then she would talk about her time in the Gryffindor Tower room, and about how another silly girl teased her about her red hair, and some days, when she was feeling particularly down she would always say she was glad to have him, a perfect companion…. "I'm so glad you're with me Sev, really."
As the memories became too much Professor Snape saw a light, a small globe of light that hung in the air. His first thought was a doe- his one and only connection of Lily….then as the light came closer…he realised it was Potter. Pulling his father's ridiculous cloak off Potter, Professor Snape stared with the mask of a triumphant evil smile- he was like James in so many ways that it gave him a twisted sort of glee to catch Harry Potter in an act. However those eyes stopped in his track…Lily he always thought- Lily, always.
Severus, not Professor Snape was furious. Potter, walking around whilst dementors surrounded the castle, whilst Sirius Black was on the loose-
'Now Potter," He began, constantly staring at Lily, always Lily.
Oh this is my first Snape/Lily. I really hope you enjoyed! This will be a collection of one-shots because I can not possibly fit their chemistry, feelings, thoughts and memories all into one-shot. ;)) So bare with me and please, read and review! I also have another fanfiction called 'Hidden'- Dramione, check it out if a plot line is more your style ((: So- please enjoy, I really loved writing this, more to come with reviews. Thank you all.