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Bits and Pieces of Harry Potter	By : Strailo Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 59796 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Buffy theVampireSlayer, Naruto or Saiyuki nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Flowers and Thyme
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairings/Characters: Severus, Harry, some Lily
Word count: 1,111
Warnings: nothing really, some post death
AN: I don't have much to say. *shrugs*

Oh! I did forget to mention that yes, I am taking pairing requests for this collection (in all my fandoms) and for my collection Tales of a Broken Society (Bleach). Also I post about 5 parts each time I update. So once I finish playing catch up (the Naruto batch going to be the last) I'll be putting out new stories.

For everyone: I am not reediting and reposting past drabbles from my Drabble a Day sets. There's just to many.

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No one knew that they got together whenever they were able to, and they liked it that way. Things were getting heated in the outside world, barely touching the lives that were sheltered behind the walls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Their secret dates were the only thing that was keeping them sane as they could be in their world.

Slipping out of the library, Lily headed for the room that she knew would be set up for their date, her companion waiting patiently for her. Finding no one in the halls, she arrived un-harassed, pulling her hair back out of her face with a few movements. Opening the door, she smiled sweetly at her secret date and stepped into the room, door closing behind her as dark eyes softened as they spotted her.

“Lily,” Severus sighed, putting his book aside and stood, moving to take her bag and robe, leaving her in a simple skirt and a loose sweater. “I hope you don’t mind a simple date tonight. I learned the spell that reads a book for you. I figured ‘Taming of the Shrew’ would interest you,” he said, leading her to where a book sat upon a mini pedestal before a merrily crackling fireplace, surrounded by windows where snow fell outside of them, creating the illusion that they were alone. Large, fluffly floor pillows sat amongst several blankets, creating a comfortable floor nest for them.

“It sounds wonderful. Do I smell seafood?” Lily asked, kissing one pale cheek, smiling at the barely there blush she got.

“Yes, butterfly shrimp, lightly fried crab cakes, lemon and herb salmon and biscuits, all courtesy of my mothers recipes and the house elves,” the black haired man said, waving at the basket next to their nest. Sitting down, they enjoyed the story, the food and sparkling juice and each others company. Even as their date continued on, the knowledge of what was to happen at the end of their night together looked in the back of their minds. The world outside was growing colder, more dangerous and prejudices were running high. Their love would never be accepted.

She was a muggle born witch and Severus, despite his muggle father, was a high born pure blood. She was hated, and he was considered something better then sludge. And they both knew it.

But behind the closed doors of their room, behind the facades they were carrying around as their faces, they were themselves, just Lily and Severus, a couple who loved each other dearly. They could enjoy their love and their trust with each other, the outside world ignored for the moment.

Giggling as the book came to an end, Lily swirled her drink around and looked up at her dark companion, green eyes meeting black. Their lips brushed together, getting a soft, sweet sigh from the fiery red head who responded eagerly to it. Pulling apart, the sweet female licked her lips as she lingered in the glow of the feelings that filled her heart.

“Severus,” she finally sighed, feeling long fingers slid through her hair gently, pushing the long strands back out of her face.

“My Lily flower,” Severus sighed lowly, eyes soft and loving. “I dread the rest of our lives.”

“Oh, Severus, not matter what happens, I will always be with you,” she promised. With one more lingering kiss between them, they cleaned up the room before smiling with a gentle look, Lily handed the dark haired man a picture of them. “Keep this and remember that no matter what happens, I will always love you and who you are. I know what you must do and why, and I don’t really approve, but I do support you.”

“Thank you, Lily,” Severus sighed quietly, stroking her cheeks with his thumbs as her own hands rested on his chest. “I will forever hold you in my heart, but you know that I have to seal my memories away. I won’t put you in any more danger then I must.”

“I know, Sev, I know. My heart hurts knowing this, but it must be done,” Lily sighed, kissing the man before her, eyes pricking with tears. “Good bye, my sweet thyme.” Laughing softly at the nickname that was a light poke at his natural scent, Severus watched as she left before letting his tears fall.

It was nearly 23 years later that it happened. Lily was long gone, Voldemort had been defeated and Severus was watching over Hogwarts after his death.

Harry sighed as he played with a box about the size of a boot box stuffed full of letters that his mother had written to Severus but had never sent to him. Having found them, the young 19 year old had decided that the potions master deserved to have them.

Stepping into the room that had been set up for Severus to call his own, green eyes sweeping over the furniture, he walked farther into it, knowing the man knew he was there.

“Is there a reason you’ve invaded my rooms, Harry?” And speak of the ghost.

“I have something to give you, Professor,” Harry replied, looking to the dark haired man who looked as he always did, but transparent and floating. “Something from my mom. She left it in my main vault, along with a bunch of pictures, journals and letters meant for you.”

“Me?” Severus asked, looking surprised at that fact. His bound memories had come back after he died, but he hadn’t expected her to keep writing to him.

“Yeah. Her journals said that...just because you didn’t remember, didn’t mean she couldn’t write to you,” Harry said, sitting down on the couch, putting the box down on the table, Severus sitting across from him. Pulling the lid off, he took the letters out, spreading them on the table. “Starts from the night of your last date up to the night of their deaths.”

“How did you know about our dates?” Severus asked, getting a smile so much like his flowers, that if he had been alive, his breath would have been stolen.

“Her journals,” Harry replied, the two words explaining it all, drawing a bittersweet smile from the potions master.

“Read them to me? I would...but I can’t touch them,” the black eyed man asked, drawing a light laugh from Harry as he picked up the first one and opened it, pulling out 3 simple sheets of parchment paper.

“My dearest thyme, tonight is the beginning of our new lives and it leaves such a bittersweet taste in my mouth.”
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