A/N: After writing the following fic, I thought it would be really fun to do a series of one-shots based on Lily, James, and Severus. There's no particular order, it's just going to be what I feel like writing at the time. They're all, in some way, loosely connected to the song A Stone by Okkerville River, since that's the song that I most associate with these three. (It's a really great song, if you have time to listen to it. Pretend that Snape is singing to Lily.)
I think it would also be cool to take requests- so if you have an idea or a topic you'd like me to write, just leave it in the reviews and I'll try my best at it.
Anyway, this first one was just a short drabble on Lily and Severus' first (and last) kiss. I have a feeling that it happened sometime in mid-winter of their fourth year, and they both decided to never mention it again.
PS- I get really excited when people leave me reviews. Just saying :)
He even surprised himself by what he had just done.
She pulled away, but not too far. Only far enough that their lips weren't touching anymore. Only far enough that she could see him, and he, her. Her freckled cheeks were pale, and her green eyes stayed unwaveringly locked on his black ones. He could count each snowflake that stuck to her eyelashes. He felt the warmth of her neck under his hand; the hand that was tangled in her dark red hair.
She shivered, and moved away further, drawing her cloak closer around herself. She moved away from his touch, from his body heat.
She looked down, and his heart broke. He had been dreaming about this moment for years. He had been working up the courage to finally do it. He had put everything unsaid into it.
And now he had ruined everything.
"I'm sorry, Sev," she didn't look back when she left him there, frozen.