Disclaimer: I don't own the character of Harry Potter
Warnings: Sev. Harry friendship thingy and spoilers for those who haven't read all the books
U show me urs and I'll show u mine…
Harry shivers and rubs his hands together. His breath coming out in puffs as he waits for Professor Snape to return from yelling at random students to get their butts back to the Christmas feast, which is where he himself wishes he could be instead of freezing his tail off in the dungeons. But alias he had accidently stirred his potion the wrong way and ended up with a very combustible cauldron of liquid which landed him in detention.
A door slams shut and a very vexed Severus Snape stomps over to Harry, "Sorry about the wait, Potter. But some of your Gryffindor allies tried to come 'rescue' you from me." A smirk draws up on the usually grim face. "Like I'm going to do anything to you, no… I just have a request for you and if you do it you may leave and join the others at the feast. BUT if you refuse you will go through with the punishment I have prepared. Understood?"
"Yes, sir," Harry says looking away from the cold eyes that seem to gleam with… Something…
"Good," Snape walks over to the fourteen year old and places a hand on his shoulder. "Potter I need you to produce a full fledged patronous for me."
Harry blinks his green eyes, "That's all I have to do?" 'This has to be some kind of trick, but what if it isn't…'
"That's all, Potter. Now will you do it or not?" The potions master being to grow annoyed with the youth before him. "Or will we have to start that punishment now?"
"Just a minute sir… Are you sure this is all you want me to do?" He doesn't want to stall it's just that the form his patronous takes is personal. But he really wants to get to the feast so… He finds himself utter the words and thinking of every happy moment he has ever had. A silver stream bursts from his wand and a glowing stag forms, his father, James Potter. Out of the corner of his eye he also see a delicate looking, silver doe trot over to the stag.
"What?" the fourth year looks at his professor with wide eyes. "That's- That's your… Your-"
"Yes, Potter. She is my patronous…" Snape sighs. "And she is reuniting with her love. Oh, Lily, I wish- Anyways, Potter, you are excused."
Harry tilts his head at the loving couple, "But they barely had time together, sir."
It's silent for a moment then, "Fine, you may stay, Harry." The last word is whispered in a broken tone and Harry reaches out, will out realizing it, and takes Severus' hand. They stand there, alone, for a long time watching the deer nuzzle…
Hope you enjoyed! Please review because this is my first time ever writing a harry Potter Fanfic! ^-'