Sorry for the long update. I've been busy with my other stories. Plus schools starting…those fucking retards screwed up my schedule ALREADY!
Severus Snape rubbed his temples, strands of silk greasy hair falling in his face. What could he do? He felt horrible about Malfoy, about his godson. He was in love with a Gryffindor who was in love with him. His parents didn't want him. His friends were leaving him. He was basically alone. No, he wouldn't let him be alone.
Harry…How would he made Harry happy? He wanted to make Harry have an unforgettable Christmas. But how?
A small smile spread across his face. He would invite them both.
"Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy see me after class." Snape spat as he walked through the doors, making them all confused. Class had just begun and the golden boy and blond Slytherin just got in trouble…what the hell?
As class went on, young Draco Malfoy felt like he was being watched. Glancing around, he saw the Weasley stare and gape at him. Quickly the red head looked away and started talking to Hermione about the ingredients.
Was it possible that he knew? No, Malfoy thought, it wasn't possible! He had told Severus when he was alone and Snape would never tell anyone! Maybe Weasley started to like him. That thought made him smirk and blush.
After class, Harry and Draco walked over to their teacher. Harry felt a little uncomfortable near Malfoy since he heard his deepest secret. "Draco, I'm going to be blunt…Harry and I are together. Don't start lecturing me or tell anyone…Need I remind you of your crush?" Snape said quickly.
Draco's eyes shifted to the tile on the floor. "Now then…It's my duty as a Godfather to make sure you have somewhere to go during the holidays Draco so you'll be coming with me." Severus said calmly. Harry wondered faintly why he needed to hear this.
"Harry, since we're together I refuse to allow you to stay here alone…away from me. Whether you like it or not, you're coming as well. Settle your differences for two weeks, boys, and I promise we'll have a good time. Dismissed."
Both Harry and Draco felt their mouths drop to the dirty dungeon floor.
"What?!" They both exclaimed. It took one death glare from Snape to get them to leave.
Once they walked outside, they stared and glared for a long time. Finally Malfoy put his hand out, "Truce?"
Harry grinned and shook his hand, "Truce."
Short I know but next will be longer. Review!