Midnight Meetings

Part 7- A (God) Fatherly Chat

Dracos POV:
He hugged me. We hugged, again. I drafted through the halls with no purpose. I had no more lessons for the day and a few hours until dinner. I needed to distract myself so I don't get caught up in my thoughts about Harry.
"Draco, why are you aimlessly wandering the halls?" A voice said. It was Snape.
"Um no reason sir just needed some time to think." I said back, trying to get past him. He placed his hand on my shoulder, stopping me from moving.
"I think you should come to my classroom and have a little chat." He said leading me back to his classroom. Maybe this was for the best. I was physically and mentally tired. I haven't been able to sleep, I'm over thinking, worrying and just thinking about Harry all the time. It's wearing me out and I can't do anything without his image in my head.

I sat down in a chair across from Snapes desk. No one spoke. "Whatever you say to me, I won't tell your father unless I feel your in danger." He said plainly while staring at me. I lifted my head a little. He doesn't really care, probably is just bored.
"It's fine I pro.." I said before snape interrupted.
"Are you gay?" He said sternly. I went dizzy, my vision blurred and I felt myself go cold. If this got back to my father he would kill me. The dark lord does not accept Gay people.
"I Um uh." I stuttered. Tears were forming in my eyes, I can't do this.
"Draco, as I said I won't tell your father." He said leaning forward.
"Even if Voldemort disapproves." I took a deep breath.
"Um I guess. Yeh I am." I said, sitting up proudly.
"Thought so, me too." He said before getting up and sorting out his potion bottles.
"Wait what!" I said getting up and going over to him.
"Well why do you think I've never had a girlfriend or anything." He said almost smiling. Snape smiling? Nah.
"I don't know I just thought you liked being alone or something." I said sheepishly.
"Does...he know?" I said. He shook his head.
"I'm still alive so there's your answer." He said smirking at me before leaning back on a desk. I couldn't believe  it, Snape is gay? Snape actually has the ability to have emotions and preferences. "So how's your crush on Potter?" He asked me. I nearly fell off the desk.
"What-t I no no." I said looking away.
"Draco you heard what I said to Potter earlier, I know when people lie." He warned. I nodded.
"I can't like him though. If father found out, he'd kill him and give his body to Voldemort for his birthday." I said scowling.
"Who says your father would find out?" Snape asked. I smile so at him.
"But we've been enemies for years. I can't just go, oh yeah Potter you know I hate you, well I actually love you." I sighed.
"Yes please don't do that. You'll ruin your family name." Snape said staring at me. I'm not going to take advice from someone who's never been in love.
"What would you know about love?" I muttered, scowling at the stone floor.
"More then you'd think Mr Malfoy." He said sneering at me. I stared back, who does he think he is. I guess he is my Godfather which means he holds some sort of title over me. The door opened.
"I'm so sorry I'm late Serverus. I was having a talk with Harry and...oh." Remus lupin apologised walking into the room.
"Oh I didn't know you had company already." He added smirking at Snape. I knew Lupin was gay, Harry told me and it was just common knowledge. I looked up both of them, I could vomit. They can't be in love, that's just no.
"Oh it's fine, Mr Malfoy here was just popping in for a chat but is now leaving." He said, grabbing my shoulders and pushing me out the door. The last thing I saw was the corners of Snapes mouth curl up. He almost smiled...weird.

Hermione POV:
"So who do you think it is?" Ron asked. I was laying down against Rons legs, taking in the last few rays of sun.
"Hello, earth to Hermione." He added, waving his hand in front of my face.
"Ugh can't I have a few seconds." I said while sitting up and ruffling his hair.
"I just wanna know." He groaned. Ron hated secrets.
"Well the name moon boy. Who reminds you of the moon?" I asked. A puzzled look covered Rons face as he scrunched his eyes brows together.
"A werewolf?" He said. We don't know any that aren't teachers and... no just no.
"Really Ron. How many teenager werewolves do you know?" I asked staring at him.
"Your a doofus!" I added. He smirked at me.
"You love it Miss granger." He said while wrapping his arms around me. I scoffed, I really do.
What about someone who looks like the moon? Ya know like Neville?" Ron said. He had a point but I don't think Harry would say that someone looks like the moon.
"Neville likes Luna doesn't he?" I answered.
"She held his hand once and he became slightly obsessed." He corrected.
"How about someone who likes the night?" I squealed. His eyes grew wide.
"Um H, who v-visits a lot at night?" He stuttered. The blood ran from my face.
"No...you think?" I whispered, looking around.
"I've never heard anything bout him sleeping. Ever. Plus it wouldn't shock me if he preferred night to day." Ron pointed out. "Plus he's rather pale and his hairs very light. Almost a silvery white...like the moon." I shuddered.
"He isn't shaped like a moon though." Ron remarked. I rolled my eyes at him. He wasn't being serious. Well it is Ron.
"He wouldn't though would he. A Slytherin, the enemy. They hate each other!" Ron protested. I nodded. It would be weird and definitely a shock.
"If it is, we're just going to have to accept that. Maybe it's time for a change and maybe this'll be the start of something." I said before re positioning myself on Rons legs.
"I guess." He muttered.

A/n: READ THE NEXT UPDATES DESCRIPTION ON WHY I PUT SNAPE AND REMUS TOGETHER PLS