Severus spends his holiday with Lily and her radio.

Thoughts are in italics.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. The super awesome JK Rowling does. Nor do I own any of the songs presented in any of the chapters in this story.

Severus had decided to stay behind during his holiday break. It wasn't anything new. His parents were always fighting, even during the holidays. He thought that during this time, it was about coming together and forgetting all the animosity that had poisoned the Snape household. Not at all. Even in his seventh year, he has yet to spend yet one holiday at home.

He didn't feel weird about being one of the few that stayed behind. In all honesty, he enjoyed having a lot more free use of the Slytherin common room. He could sit on the squashiest couch that never seemed to be open and stay there as long as he wanted, practice making potions in his dorm without having to worry about others telling him to take it somewhere else and sleep in as late as he wanted. Hogwarts overall felt much more like home because he could roam around freely without fear of those stupid Marauders casting spells on him.

And yet...something was missing, and he knew exactly what it was.

For he had an unrequited love for his best friend, Lily Evans. Time and time again, he tried to pinpoint the exact moment that he had this epiphany and he could never figure that out. But it didn't matter, because he knew that she didn't feel the same way. Every holiday break, he hoped that she would stay and they would spend every minute of every day together just enjoying each other's company and (in his perfect world) proclaim their love by the fireplace and kiss...and every year, she goes home and spends the holidays with her family, but not without offering him a chance to stay with them. The Evans family was very loving and them treating him like a member of it always touched him, but he always politely turned them down. The main reason was that he knew that her sister detested him and he didn't want to bring unwanted tension into their home.

He was sitting on the window sill watching the snow lazily drift by the day everyone left, when a knock interrupted his thoughts. His head snapped to the door so fast, he heard his neck crack. Who could that be? Normally, his friends went in and out as they pleased, so to hear someone knock was definitely out of character. He rubbed his neck and walked over to the door and was stunned to see who was on the other side.