This next story could be inspired by my recent endeavor of making a scarf (a red and gold scarf, naturally)... or it might be because I don't really know what else to write about and am waiting for some lovely reviewers to help me out. *wink wink.
Oh and by the way, the last chapter was dedicated to MrsJamesPotter1. I had just forgotten to include the dedication.
Scarf
Her fingers ran over the soft and VERY lumpy object that currently resided on her shivering knees.
Had she not been told already what it was, Lily Evans would never have been able to guess that she now held a homemade Gryffindor scarf in her hands.
The reds and golds, inexpertly fused together, brought a smile to her delicate lips. And although she knew what it was, she could not figure out who sent it.
Turning it about in her hands, Lily Evans looked for some sort of trademark, some signature that would bring the scarf's creator to light.
Success.
There, between the folds of the tribute to the noble house of Godric, the curious redhead spied a note.
And in a most familiar hand, this is all it read:
For when you get cold... and for when you want me to hug you.
Lily Evans was seen wearing a most unattractive scarf around her neck for the rest of the week.