A/N: This is a follow-up to my previous Christmas-themed chapter. I like the idea that Severus gave Lily "secret" presents every year after they stopped being friends, so this is about that. This is the last Christmas before her death, and I feel that this was also the most significant gift.
Annually, there was one present that Lily always found somewhere unexpected, when she was alone. It was usually something small, but expensive, and there was never any sort of return address. Last Christmas, it had been a new pair of jade earrings that matched her eyes exactly. The year before, she received a peacock-feather quill of the highest quality.
This year, when she opened the door to put out the cat, there was a bouquet of red Christmas Flowers and a small, plainly wrapped box sitting on her stoop. She picked them up, and took both presents inside.
She placed the flowers on the mantle, and they looked quite nice with the other decorations of garlands and holly branches. The parcel she took up to her bedroom, where she could open it in private.
Carefully, she peeled off the paper, and opened the box to see a small pair of blue baby slippers, which she knew were the perfect size to fit on the feet of four-month-old Harry.
Lily blushed, flattered. She didn't know what to expect, but it certainly hadn't been this. For the first time she had not been given something that was to be kept to herself, but two gifts that were be meant to shared with her family.
"Thank you, Severus," she whispered. For the first time in years, he had gotten her something that she actually wanted.