Title: Souvenir

Severus stared at the crumpled paper. It had been twisted and folded in his pocket for years, this fragile muggle money. A souvenir from Lily's holiday to America one year. Back when they were still young, relatively carefree, and before the Mudblood bomb had dropped.

She had come running down the road, laughing and spreading her arms wide. It was one of those days where he couldn't help but notice how pretty she was. A newly acquired tan painted her usually pale skin a light brown colour, and strands of red hair fell out of her ponytail as she sprinted towards him. Green eyes sparkled and she threw her arms around him, hugging tight. Lily babbled at a hundred miles an hour and he simply let her voice wash over him, so very aware of her body still close to his.

Mrs Evans had called her name from their house, followed half a minute later by Petunia's screech. Lily grimaced and pressed a printed sheet of paper into his hands.

And now that was all he had left. Twenty dollars.