fic rec: The After-Christmas Tree (Severus, gen, G)

The After-Christmas Tree (or here on IJ) by verus_janus/janus (gen/Severus-centric, G, 974 words)
Not every house has a Christmas tree. Not every house has Father Christmas and stockings, plum pudding and a roast turkey. [...] There was a small house in Spinner's End, down at the end of the street near the river that had none of these.

*flails* This is a scant thousand words of sheer sad delight. I know that's a strange-sounding emotion, but there it is. It makes me want to cry and smile and the images are so simple but so powerful. I would love an illustration of the scene of little Sev in his house waving at his purloined discarded tree with its gathered tinsel and single forgotten bauble.

fic rec: The After-Christmas Tree (Severus, gen, G)

The After-Christmas Tree (or here on IJ) by verus_janus/janus (gen/Severus-centric, G, 974 words)
Not every house has a Christmas tree. Not every house has Father Christmas and stockings, plum pudding and a roast turkey. [...] There was a small house in Spinner's End, down at the end of the street near the river that had none of these.

*flails* This is a scant thousand words of sheer sad delight. I know that's a strange-sounding emotion, but there it is. It makes me want to cry and smile and the images are so simple but so powerful. I would love an illustration of the scene of little Sev in his house waving at his purloined discarded tree with its gathered tinsel and single forgotten bauble.