Quirky
because I'm quirky and proud of it
"Sev, look Sev!" Lily cries, giggling insanely as she heaves herself up off the ground after yet another failed attempt at a cartwheel.
"Come try it with me."
Severus glances furtively around, to make sure no-one is watching, before sprinting across the freshly mown grass to join her. He grins in amazement as she flips over, performing a seemingly flawless spin, and lands on her feet. The sound of him clapping echoes through the still summer afternoon, and she grins back, nervously twisting a strand of her shining red hair around her finger like a shy little girl.
It's the little things like this he loves, the way she scratches her chin when she's thinking, or the way she snorts whenever Muggles use the word "magic."
It's the little things, the things that make her different, that make her quirky.
The things that make her unique.
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Because something-like-love wrote an amazing Sev/Lily piece that inspired this.