A/N: Alright, first five chapters of this are written and at least two are going up today. I have to say I'm quite fond of this pair now. Ignore any timeline fudges, please.

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It Was The Tea!

1: Bite Size

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Severus Snape sighed into his glass, wondering once more what brought him to this place. He was seated in an armchair that seemed likely to devour him, trying to ignore Rubeus Hagrid's offered cakes, and sipping from a cup of steaming tea. Ah, that was it. He took a long, slow sip, relishing the calm that spread through him with the soothing herbs in Rubeus' secret blend. This whole thing begun, and continued, because the man refused to share the recipe for his gods-given tea.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Severus set down his cup in order to physically move the plate of cakes away from him, "Rubeus, I will not tell you again. The deal was, you get to keep your tea a secret and I supply any food." Severus swore the half-giant was laughing at him, beetle eyes twinkling to put Dumbledore to shame.

"O' course, Severus, ya know me memory's not the best." He finally set down the little, chipped plate on the table and seated himself on the only other chair, Fang draping himself over his master's lap, Severus' lip curling at the mass amounts of drool affectionately bestowed upon the man. With those disgusting excuses for food removed, he deigned to reveal his own small tin filled with two sets of cinnamon streusel squares. If asked, he would never admit that the two sets – one human bite-size, the other half-giant bite-size – were anything more than a mistake during the cutting.