Dear Severus Snape (Snarry Fanfiction)

Chapter Fifty Four

"Harry..." Snape murmured gently. "I think we should try to finish reading the letters."

It was several hours after Ron had left, and it was nearly dinner time. Harry didn't feel like eating, though. He could only think of the letters, and how the Ministry had swept them under the rug.

"Do you think it would have helped?" He asked quietly.

"What?"

"Publishing the letters. Do you think he would've killed that girl in Diagon Alley if the letters had been published?" 

Snape let out a long sigh.

"No. I do not believe that it would have helped. He just would've killed someone else instead."

Harry glanced down at his hands and said nothing. Snape gave him a long look, then moved to sit next to him on the couch.

"Are you sure you can handle this?" He questioned. "Because if you don't think you can, then you don't-"

"I'm fine." Harry interrupted. "I'm just a bit shaken, that's all. And I never imagined we'd be having this conversation on our bonding day..."

Snape rolled his eyes.

"You make it sound as though we've gotten married."

Harry turned to face him, a serious expression on his face.

"I could tell how hard it was for you to bond to me, so don't try to brush it off as an insignificant event."

"That was not at all what I was trying to do." Snape replied gently. "I was simply trying to.. lighten the mood."

Harry relaxed a little.

"I know. I'm sorry, I'm just a bit stressed. Do you want to get some dinner, and then we can read the rest of the letters?"

Snape gave a small nod.

"Shall we go out, or shall I cook?"

Harry gave him a surprised glance.

"You'd want to go out? In public? With me?"

Snape allowed a small smile to grace his lips.

"I suppose I could manage one night, if that's what you wanted to do."

Harry leaned against him briefly.

"Maybe tomorrow. I don't know if I really feel like going out tonight. Is that okay with you?"

Snape hummed in agreement.

"I was thinking about making pancakes anyway, does that sound acceptable?"

He chuckled when Harry's eyes lit up with delight.

"I'll take that as a yes, then."

******

While Sev was making dinner, Harry received a letter from Draco.

Harry,

I have just hired a new assistant. Her name is Charlotte Green, and she is a half-blood from America. She's quite talented, I think you'll rather like her. She's thrilled to meet you, though Merlin knows why. Would you be able to come into the shop tomorrow? I think it's about time we open again.

Oh, and George says Hello, by the way. (He would've hexed me if he found out I didn't tell you!)

Regards,

Draco

Harry smiled a little towards the end of the letter, but he felt rather disappointed that he wouldn't be able to make it into the shop tomorrow. He had a feeling that this investigation would take up all of his spare time until it was solved.