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Ok, here's the scoop. This is not a song-fic but I do take many lines from the song and this fic is based on the song. This is a tad AU. What happened was that the night when Voldemort attacked, everything happened the same except that Lily lived. Harry is seven and he lives with the Dursleys (they still treat him bad and everything) because Lily got sick when he was five and is in the hospital. Ok? Ok! Oh, also it would add more to it if you listened to the song while reading! You can find the song here:
P.S. I know that it isn't Christmas, far from it in fact but I just heard this for the first time and loved it!
Please enjoy. I almost cried while listening the song! Wait a minute, I did cry!
Ok. I realized a minute ago that the site will not show up so just look at the first review of this story and the website will be in the review!
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*Snape's POV*
Many say that I am hateful but to tell the truth, I couldn't feel hate. In fact, I could feel nothing at all. It had been years since I had felt even the tiniest emotion. Working for Voldemort, even for the shortest time, had numbed me. I sneered at the passing people. It was almost Christmas time and there I stood in another line, forced into buying a present for Professor Sinistra because of some sick, twisted idea of Dumbledore's. He thought it would be fun to do a sort of "Secret Santa" which was some muggle thing in which names were drawn out of a hat. I only had Professor Sinistra and some other professor left; I wasn't really in the Christmas mood. In front of me I saw a little boy with raven hair impatiently shuffling from one foot to the other, grasping a pair of red shoes in his grubby, dirty hands. In fact, almost all of him, from head to toe, was covered in dirt. His clothes were torn and ragged. He turned around and I couldn't believe what I saw. Green eyes and a lightening bolt scar.
"Mr. Potter", I said in a voice as cold as the December air outside, "What, may I ask, are you doing away from your guardians, with a pair of red shoes, no less?"
I expected him to start trembling but instead he just looked at me with those blasted eyes of his and said, "Sir, I am here for my mama." When his time came to pay he turned to the cashier, placed the shoes on the counter (which he could barely see over) and I could not believe what I heard him say.
"Sir, I wanna buy these shoes for my Mama, please it's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size. Could ya hurry,sir, Auntie says there's not much time. You see she's been sick for quite a while and I know these shoes would make her smile and I want her to look beautiful if Mama meets Jesus tonight." He said, staring the cashier in the eyes. The cashier smiled and pulled the shoes to the side for the little boy to place the money down.
He pulled out a pouch and counted pennies for what seemed for years. Finally he finished counting them and looked up at the cashier, who shook his head, his eyes sad.
"Son, there's not enough here" he said, looking sad. Harry got a pained look on his face and searched his pockets frantically. Then he turned and he looked at me.
He said "Mama made Christmas good at our house. Though most years she just did without. Tell me sir, what am I going to do? Somehow I've got to buy her these Christmas shoes." He looked down and pulled out his little pouch again to place the money back in. I felt a pang in my heart. The first emotion I had felt in years was saddness for this little boy that I didn't know very well. Not to mention the fact that I had hated his father. So I laid the money down, I just had to help him out, regardless of what I had felt towards his father.
I'll never forget the look on his face when he said "Mama's gonna look so great" The cashier placed the shoes in a box and even wrapped it up for him. I knew I'd caught a glimpse of heaven's love as he thanked me and ran out. I knew that God had sent that little boy to remind me just what Christmas is all about. I had a change of heart right then and there. I felt things that I had never felt before; love, hope, happiness, sadness all swirled around me. I was feeling again. I watched him run by the window, heading in the direction of the nearby hospital his mother was at and I smiled the first true, genuine smile I had in years. His words stayed with me.
"Sir, I wanna buy these shoes for my Mama, please it's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size. Could ya hurry, sir, Auntie says there's not much time. You see she's been sick for quite a while and I know these shoes would make her smile and I want her to look beautiful if Mama meets Jesus tonight."
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Well? That was for all you Snape fans. I hope It was good enough. I was thinking of doing a follow up, like a scene with Lily dying or when Harry goes to Hogwarts and thanks Snape for the money for his Mom. I don't know, should I?
Oh, by the way, here are the lyrics to the song.
The Christmas Shoes
By: NewSong
It was almost Christmas time, there I stood in another line
Tryin' to buy that last gift or two, not really in the Christmas mood
Standing right in front of me was a little boy waiting anxiously
Pacing 'round like little boys do
And in his hands he held a pair of shoes
His clothes were worn and old, he was dirty from head to toe
And when it came his time to pay
I couldn't believe what I heard him say
Sir, I want to buy these shoes for my Mama, please
It's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size
Could you hurry, sir, Daddy says there's not much time
You see she's been sick for quite a while
And I know these shoes would make her smile
And I want her to look beautiful if Mama meets Jesus tonight
He counted pennies for what seemed like years
Then the ashier said, "Son there's not enough here"
He searched his pockets frantically
Then he turned and he looked at me
He said Mama made Christmas good at our house
Though most years she just did without
Tell me Sir, what am I going to so
Somehow I've got to but her these Christmas shoes
So I laid the money down, I just had to help him out
I'll never forget the look on his face when he said Mama's gonna look so great
Sir, I want to buy these shoes for my Mama, please
It's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size
Could you hurry, sir, Daddy says there's not much time
You see she's been sick for quite a while
And I know these shoes would make her smile
And I want her to look beautiful if Mama meets Jesus tonight
I knew I'd caught a glimpse of heaven's love
As he thanked me and ran out I knew that god had sent that little boy
To remind me just what Christmas is all about
(Childrens choir)
Sir, I want to buy these shoes for my Mama, please
It's Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size
Could you hurry, sir, Daddy says there's not much time
You see she's been sick for quite a while
And I know these shoes would make her smile
And I want her to look beautiful if Mama meets Jesus tonight
(One little boy)
And I want her to look beautiful if Mama meets Jesus tonight