For: Kitty Bridgeta, whose reviews from the beginning consistently leave me grinning from ear to ear!
Also for FallenAngel111586, who totally reads any pairing and supplies tons of them too!
And lastly, but not least, Naflower05, who originally requested it, and I love to make my reviewers happy! :)
Day 9
On the ninth day of Christmas…
Christmas this year is cold and lonely.
It isn't like his first Hogwarts Christmas - Lily snuck him into the Gryffindor Common Room and they had a midnight celebration.
It isn't like his second Hogwarts Christmas - when Lily hugged him after a snowball fight they'd had.
It isn't like his third Hogwarts Christmas. Lucius Malfoy made a visit and pronounced him, "A good fighter," and then he and Lily snuck a moment after the Feast.
It isn't like his fourth Hogwarts Christmas, when Lily was gone for the whole time and he hung around with the Slytherins who were there, boring guys who made fun of everyone. At least that wasn't lonely.
It isn't like his fifth Hogwarts Christmas, his last with Lily, when he gave her a butterbeer after she'd come back from home and she kissed him on the cheek.
It's rather like his sixth and seventh Hogwarts Christmases, when he moped around and people tried to cheer him up with mentions of Lord Voldemort.
It never worked, anyway.
It's like his first post-Hogwarts Christmas, and his second, and his third. It's like all of the Christmases he had his Muggle house.
Only a million times worse.
It's his first post-Lily Christmas, and the warmth of the fire in the Common Room, the Feast that filled him to the brim, Dumbledore's speech, and the smiles from Lily (that hurts the worst) - they've all faded into memories.
The Common Room fire is miles away. The Feast has ended. Dumbledore's speech died away long ago.
Lily is dead.
This Christmas is cold, lonely. This Christmas is like the ones he will have, from now on.
(Severus/Lily)
Notes: Holy crap, I'm so sorry! God, I don't know, everything was just WAY to hectic yesterday! My dad came home from Houston late, and so we had to be in Dad-mode all day, just sort of waiting for him to walk in the door. And then it snowed - AGAIN - and I had to shovel, and then there was something that starts with an H. Give me an O! Give me an M! Give me an E! Give me a W-O-R-K! What's that spell? HOMEWORK! YAY! :(
That's no excuse, but I felt I should make them anyway...But now, the important thing is that you get TWO, count them TWO Christmas drabbles today!
…Forgive me?
BTW - we reached my goal! (Hey, anyone want to attempt 150…?) I love you all, but especially my reviewers!