Dear Severus Snape (Snarry Fanfiction)

Chapter Seventeen

Note: Hello everyone! So, I know a lot of people interpreted Snape's actions as flirty last chapter. I just want to say, that I did not intend for Snape to come off as flirty, but take from it what you will. The fic is tagged as "slow burn" for a reason, they aren't going to get together romantically for a long time. Heck, they probably won't even start being friendly for awhile! I'm sorry if you don't like that, but I don't think it's very realistic to have them jump into a relationship right after meeting in person.

As always, thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy it

Dear Harry, 

I have a few errands I need to run tomorrow night. I was wondering if you'd be able to come watch Teddy for the night? I had planned to spend the night at a friend's house after some Christmas shopping. Draco would be welcome to spend the night with you and Teddy. I would need you to arrive around 6pm.

Please try to respond soon, so I know if I need to find another babysitter or not.

Thank you,

Andromeda

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Dear Andromeda,

I would love to spend the night with Teddy. I know that Draco has been very busy lately, but I'll ask if he wants to join me.

See you tomorrow!

Sincerely,

Harry

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"Draco!" Harry called, catching Draco's arm as he was closing up the shop.

Draco eyed his hand in disgust, and Harry quickly let go.

"Sorry. I didn't want you to apparate home before I got the chance to talk to you." Harry explained.

"Well, what is it?"

"Andromeda wants me to babysit Teddy tonight, and I was wondering if you would want to come?"

Draco snorted.

"Potter, it doesn't matter what I want. I hardly doubt that Andromeda wants me there. I could influence Teddy with my Death Eater tendencies, after all."

Harry frowned.

"She told me you were welcome to come. I don't know why you think the  world is holding a grudge against you, Draco. The war is over."

Draco's light grey eyes turned dark.

"That's so typical of you, Potter. It's so easy for you to say that, isn't it? You're the bloody savior, and no one would ever dare criticize you."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Harry asked, eyes narrowing.

"It means," Draco began, eyes blazing, "that you don't have a god damn clue what it's like to be me. You don't know what it's like, for people to constantly judge you, for people to point at you, for people to call you death eater scum!"

Harry ran a hand through his messy brown hair, which was now coated with snowflakes.

'Why did we have to have this argument outside?' Harry wondered to himself, as he shivered from the cold.

"You're right." Harry replied, after a moment of silence. "I guess I don't understand, because I've never seen anyone do those things to you. If I had have seen them, I would've hexed them right then and there, because you're a good man, Draco. Andromeda knows that. I know that. The people that claim you're "Death Eater scum" need to get off their high horse, because I didn't see a single damn one of them fight in the war. "