Do you know how relieved I was to see this? Oh my. I really wanted to write a fic you would like, because you've given so much pleasure to this fandom. I had my heart set on treating a cracky premise seriously, with sparkling dialogue and snark (although, since you're one of the supreme queens of banter, it was bloody intimidating). My initial idea was that Lily would meddle somehow, through the medium of TV. Interrupt Snape and Harry having sex, that sort of thing.
Actually my first idea was entirely different and much more solemn and I spent two months on it before realizing, I can't give this to Flora! This isn't a Flora fic at all! So I grabbed at this other tiny plot wisp that had been floating around in the back of my head, and I chanted to myself, Short and smart. No getting obsessed. Then Lily's voice just rose up out of nowhere and the plot hatched and I wrote the scene in the marsh. After that there was no turning back. Once I was emotionally committed, it was hopeless. All the stuff that had been seething in me about DH came out of the woodwork and started weaving furiously together. All I could do was hope you'd enjoy the ride as much as I loved (and hated *g*) writing it for you.