H-hi.... please don't kill me, I just got Skyrim on the computer after not being able to play for a year. Also all of this Corona Virus stuff is crazy and making school work very... tedious. My grandmother has been in the hospital for a while now so I had to visit her.
All in all, these will be slow updates but I will do my best over this break to deliver some content y'all.
STAY SAFE FROM THE CORONA, WASH YOUR HANDS, DON'T LEAVE YOUR HOUSE UNLESS NECESSARY, AND THOSE WHO ARE IMMUNO SUPPRESSED STAY SUPER SAFE! LOVE Y'ALL!!!
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Snape's POV
After a wonderful day all to myself, only slightly panicking, I decide to come home to see if the child is dead. Judging by the fact no wards to alert me went off I can hope that he's just fine.
I slowly open my front door, only to see, the half-giant and the little boy sleeping holding together, holding a book of some sort. I walk closer, quietly only to see the book is an album, and the page they were on was Lily and I, Lily had a charming smile as always and I had a slightly bewildered smile. We were at Hagrid's cottage, and he insisted on taking our photo. It was a good time.
I am yanked from my memory as a hear copious snore from Hagrid. My God how the boy hasn't woken I'll never know.
After ushering Hagrid and despite myself thanking him, I push him out my door, well as much as a man of my stature can push. I take the small boy in my arms and whisk him to bed, right as I go to lay him down he grabs my cloak.
"Oh Merlin help me," I mutter as I unbutton my cloak and let him have it, for now. I feel... exposed with out my cloak so I slink to my room.
After grooming myself I fall into my bed, depleted. The boy was fine, I just worried myself for nothing.
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Snape's POV
I wake up to the smell of coffee... strange, I don't remember making any. I slowly rise to find my cloak neatly folded on the end of my bed.
Oh, Harry's making coffee, wait, he can't have coffee he's a child. I quickly throw a green bathrobe and stall down stairs. I see him filling up my mug. What the hell? I would hate to buy a new mug after this, child, drinks from my mug.
Instead of intervening I watch quietly in the door way. He doesn't put anything in it no cream, sugar or even milk, just like I drink it. I watch as he goes to wear I sit at the table and place the mug on the coaster.
Did he make coffee for me?
I watch as me turns around coming straight for the hallway where I was. I don't know what to say or do so I continue to stand, figuring he'd see me and explain himself. Guess I forgot about children's stupidity and he walked straight into me.
"Good morning," I mock in an even tone as he bounces off me startled.
"I- good morning, I mean, I'm sorry, I-," the boy rambles on, "I made you coffee?" He smiles up almost saying in a quizzical manner.
"Thank you," I say bluntly as I stride and take my seat, opening the mail.
"Er- you're welcome!" He says suddenly pleased with himself.
He made me coffee, this paper was from yesterday but I truly don't know what to say. I can't believe it, a child made something, for me.
Seeing how excited he is, and I can practically see the gears turning in his head, I know I need to praise the poor boy more.
The little idiot made me coffee, wow.
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Author's note
I hope this pleases you guys. Sorry for my lack of updating, just a lot of stuff has been going on and trying to find a happy medium in life proves tougher than ever.
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