A/N:

Hey guys, I haven't been feeling so good lately, so I might not upload as much as I have been. Sorry.

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Somebody asked me to re-write What's Mine is Yours, so I might. IDK. Um…So it obviously starts from Draco's POV. Yep. IDEAS REQUESTED PLZ.

Fancy A Snack? Chapter 28

Draco Malfoy was woken up by Harry Potter's infamous snowy owl, Hedwig, impatiently tapping her beak on his bedroom window. The blonde Slytherin sighed in annoyance and rolled out of bed, slowly making his way over to the window across the room.

He unlocked and opened the window, tiredly watching as Hedwig swooped into his bedroom and alighted upon the dresser. Draco accepted the letter the owl offered and immediately recognized his Godfather's neat, spidery handwriting.

'Dear Draco,' The letter read, 'As you know, I have a lover. Your little Gryffindor 'friend' is his protégé. My lover, his charge and I are all going out with some other Gryffindors today to Hogsmeade and I am writing to inquire if you wish to come. Tell your mother that only I'm taking you out. Reply with haste, we're leaving soon.' Draco grinned at Severus' cryptic writing.

He turned the letter over and penned his one-sentence reply on the other side of the parchment. 'Yes, I'll come, thank you.'

Hedwig snatched the letter up in her beak and promptly flew out of the window. Draco then went through his morning routine-although it was past noon-and swiftly slipped into his clothes.

He decided on a pair of black slacks and a white dress shirt, then headed downstairs. "Mum?" He called into the living room, where Narcissa was lounging on the settee, sipping tea and reading a magazine.

"Yes, Draco?" She responded absentmindedly.

"Can I go out to Hogsmeade with Uncle Sev? He offered." Draco asked, brandishing his small purse of money excitedly.

Truth be told, he was more excited about seeing Harry then seeing Black or Severus. Narcissa sighed. "Yes. Stay out of trouble."

"Thank you!" Draco said before dashing to the fireplace and grabbing a pinch of Floo powder. "Hogsmeade!"

Draco stepped through the fire into the bustling main street of Hogsmeade. He immediately caught sight of a group of red-heads and a noisily barking dog. He grinned and hurried over, silver eyes alight with amusement. "Hey, Uncle Sev."

"Good afternoon, Draconis." Everyone looked up as Severus responded, the dog included.

The giant, scruffy black dog was sitting at Severus' feet, tongue lolling as he panted, tail wagging excitedly. Draco smiled at Harry, who grinned back at him from Snape's side. Fred and George Weasley both mock-bowed to him, while Ginny and Hermione eyed him shyly.

"Hello, everyone." Draco greeted as Harry's jade eyes ran up and down his slender form.

A chorus of hello's and a bark was the reply. "Well, Professor, we'll be off, then." Fred said with a cheeky grin.

Severus sighed and motioned for them to get lost. Fred and George happily scampered off, Ginny at their heels. Hermione held out her hand to Draco. "I understand that you're 'together' with Harry?" She asked calmly.

"Well, not officially, but we might give it a try." Harry responded hesitantly.

Severus smirked slightly as the dog let out a small, soft growling whine. "Hush, Snuffles." Severus said, ruffling the dog's coat.

The dog arched into Severus' hand, and Hermione giggled. Then she grabbed Draco's hand and shook it firmly. "Good. He needs somebody."

"Hey! I'm right here!" Harry complained, fighting a smile.

"Whatever." Hermione slapped him on the shoulder. "Professor, can we go to Flourish and Botts?"

"Sure. Harry, Draco, would you like to go to the Quidditch shop?" Severus asked, raising an inky eyebrow at them.

The two nodded eagerly, identical grins adorning their faces. "Yes, please!" They chorused.

"Stay together. We'll be at the bookstore." Severus ordered.

"Yes, sir." Harry replied.

With smiles, they pair darted off, leaving Severus, Hermione and Padfoot to head off to the bookshop. The bell tinkled as they headed in. "Hello, welcome to Flourish and Botts." The young girl called, clearly bored, from the front desk.

Neither Severus nor Hermione felt the need to deign that with a response. "I'm gonna' go look at the Herbology section." Hermione said happily before strolling off.

Severus and Sirius, who the book clerk sighed and glared at, headed up to the second floor Potions section. After browsing the aisle for several minutes, Severus chose an instructor's novel, than settled down to read it on a windowsill. Sirius hopped up beside him and snuggled his head against Severus' thigh, then sighed and closed his eyes, calming down for a nap.

-ooOoo0

Harry and Draco were overwhelmed by the crisp scent of leather and sandalwood as they entered the Quidditch store. They shared a glance, then steeled themselves and stepped further into the store. "So…how's your week been?" Harry asked rather awkwardly as they headed over to the latest edition of pro-Quidditch gear.

"Alright. Kind of boring." Draco replied, picking up a pair of leather gloves.

"Really? Why was it boring?" Harry inquired, running his fingers over a different pair of gloves.

"Well, I just don't really have that much to do." Draco put the gloves back where he had found them. "It's almost Christmas, but my father is preoccupied with business and my mother's come down with a cold."

The blonde Slytherin paused. "All of my friends are couples…Pansy and Blaise, Millicent and Theodore. They're obsessed with each other. I'm kind of alone." He glanced at Harry, silver eyes wary. "But, I guess…we…uh…well, we have us."

Harry smiled hesitantly and nodded, also putting the pair of gloves down. "You wanna' get anything?" He asked after a moment.

"Not really." Draco said. "How about ice cream?"

"Sure." Harry smiled again, and the two headed out the door.