YAY! New Snarry drabble!
Disclaimed, warned, etc.
Enjoy : )
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"Sirius, meet Severus Snape."
Sirius raised an eyebrow. He spared a quick glare at Snape, who was also masking his confusion.
"Harry, I know who Snape is—"
"No," Harry disagreed. He held up his hand to indicate that he was not done talking. "You don't know Severus; you only know Snape the arrogant slimy git obsessed with the Dark Arts, who's also snooping around, trying to discover the Maruaders' latest mischief. I want you to meet the snarky bastard I'd like to spend the rest of my life with. Or else."
Sirius choked on the brandy he had been drinking. Harry's imitation of Snape's glare was frighteningly dead on.
"Or else what?"
"I'm going to Body-bind you and have you watch as I snog the life out of Severus."
Sirius' jaw dropped. No way was his godson serious! But there was no sign of mirth in Harry's eyes and this time, Snape hadn't bothered to hide his shock.
Fine. FINE. With a shudder, Sirius stretched his hand and willed himself to give Snape an awkward pat.
"Eugh. Nice to meet you slimeball— uh, Sna— fuck, all right!— Severus! Now get your tongue out of his mouth!"