General Disclaimer: Nope, I'm not J.K Rowling.

Author's note: This is my response to the Twelve Fics of Christmas challenge, set by TheOriginalHufflepuff, they will all be drabbles really and set between 1960 and 1998, portraying the various Christmases of Severus Snape. I hope you enjoy them, and Merry Christmas!!

The 25th of December 1965

-Dance-

Severus' eyes blinked with the lights of the Christmas tree, they were blue and white, like snowflakes, like the bruises that made landmarks of his body.

His mother and father were in the next room, when his eyes were half closed he thought they were dancing; their arms reaching for each other, their bodies moving out of reach.

When he asked his mother why his father ran at them like that she would smile, her lips pulling unfaithfully on each side.

"It's just a dance, my darling, just a dance."

Her body was like snowflakes too, like fallen snowflakes on dark mud, patches of pure white almost lost amid the red welts and dark bruises.

His mother and father were dancing on Christmas, his father would give him snowflakes for presents.