DISCLAIMER: The ideas are mine, the characters are not. Had Sev and Lily been the result of my imagination, they would have had their happy ending

AN: This is the first of sixteen drabbles for the Seasonal Prompt Drabble Challenge, by Zombie Reine.

Season: spring

Prompt 1 : flowers

Scent of flowers...

Severus Snape smelled flowers.

He knew that fragrance. It was fresh, vivid and delicate, neither so light that would go unnoticed, nor so sweet that would become nauseating. It was impossible to mistake by any other, but maybe that was just because he knew it so well. It was Lily's perfume.

The young man lifted his head only to find his best friend sitting a couple of tables away, her beautiful red hair still wet, loosely tied back by hair clips. She liked to wash her hair whenever they had morning tests, Lily said it helped her to relax and concentrate during the examinations. Severus would have called anyone else stupid by holding on to such a misguided superstition, but when the girl explained it to him, he thought it was cute. Unfortunately, treating her differently from everyone else was no longer enough for Lily.

"But you call everyone of my birth Mudblood, Severus. Why should I be any different?"

Her bitter words from the previous night still echoed on the half blood prince's brain, and the memory of their latest fight was enough to make his discreet smile vanish into oblivion. He remembered more, he remembered everything. All the things she had said, all the things she had done. Was it a smile he saw on her face right after Potter attacked him using his own spell, by the lake?

He had barely gotten any sleep last night, in spite of his Potions' O.W.L.s that morning.

Sev and Lily had had disagreements before, of course. Her friends disapproved of him, his friends disapproved of her. Soon there were secrets, things they'd not discuss, mistakes they'd overlook, questions they wouldn't ask. But this time, this time they were not speaking at each other at all. And it seemed like it was forever.

The sound of pouring sand on the hourglass over the staff table, ahead of the Great Hall called Severus back to the present.

He looked down at his parchment once more. The boy had written his name on top of the parchment, but other than that he had done little more, distracted as he was by the memories of what had happened in the previous evening. He read the first question 1) Which aroma characterizes amortentia? Describe the effects of the potion. He seemed to have answered that one already. A single word, written in his cramped handwriting while he daydreamed:

Lilys'

Severus scratched that word sadly, before continuing his exam.

AN: These drabbles will be the four seasons of Severus' sixth year in Hogwarts, the first without Lily as his friend. And how everything reminds him in some way ore another of the girl he wish was his.

I didn't use a Beta, and I'm not a native English speaker, so please if you spot my mistakes let me know ...

Reviews are appreciated.