A/N- HI all, new chapter. For those waiting of HPMOP don't worry I am working on it and there will be a chapter before Thanksgiving… I hope. If it's late I will just blame my beta! Scapegoat! … I mean lovely beta…

The Coffee Shop 4

Draco's blush persisted through the silence that followed Harry's statement. Harry expected some sort of response, Draco just found out his Deatheater godfather was best friends with a muggle born who became a Gryffindor, but there was no outburst. Besides his flustered blush and slightly shocked face, Draco didn't seem to know how to react.

"Did you know my father's animagus form was a buck?" Harry asked.

Draco slowly shook his head, then his eyes widened. "Severus's Patronus was a doe." He whispered.

Harry nodded and smiled softly.

"But to have your Patronus altered by someone else's influence means…" Draco trailed off.

"Yeah…" Harry looked down at the table, it was still hard for him to reconcile how much Snape must have loved his mother.

"She never felt the same for him?" Something in Draco's voice made Harry look up. He looked stricken, perhaps there was more to patronus charm than Harry knew.

"She might have, or could have, but Snape made a mistake that cost him his chance… it's the reason he turn completely to Voldemort in the beginning." Harry watched his audience closely for a reaction.

Draco's face became awash with understanding.

"That makes sense, all these years I always wondered why Sev joined the Death Eaters. He never seemed to enjoy the… activities, involved with being a part of the group." He looked reminiscent as he spoke, his head was turned to the side looking off into the café, and his silver eyes were bright with the memory of someone that Draco obviously cared about.

Harry was fascinated with this new side of Malfoy. It really seemed that everyone he had considered a bad person was really different from his assumptions, Harry wouldn't be very surprised at this point if some hidden past of Voldemort's made him into a good guy.

"Snape really meant something to you, didn't he?" Harry asked.

Draco turned to look directly into Harry's eyes, "Yeah, he did." He answered matter of factly.

"Why…"

Harry began, he paused for a moment to figure out how to word his question delicately.

"Why does Snape's patronus mean so much? I know that a person's patronus only changes when something impacts them but you make it seem like it explained everything." Harry knew he was showing weakness in his ignorance of magical culture but his curiosity won over his fear of Malfoy picking on him.

Draco didn't look like he was going to start laughing or spewing insults, he look like he was sad. Maybe he felt bad about Harry being deprived of magical education, either way he was very serious when he answered.

"A person's patronus is not just a reflection of their personality, it is a reflection of their soul. For someone's patronus to be changed by another person means they loved them, truly loved them, or that the person did something to change their life forever, something no one else could do."

Harry felt the weight of Draco's words. The fact that Snape's patronus was still a doe after all those years meant that he still loved Lily, he was still fighting for her and protecting Harry for her, everything was for her…

"So my patronus being a Buck means…" Harry trailed off in thought.

Draco picked up with his own speculations, "I assume it is somewhat a reflection of you, since you are like your father, but it is also probably a reflection of the impact both your parents had on your life when they died for you. The buck also representing your mother since she was a doe, but you are male so it's a Buck."

Harry internalized the information, he was secretly grateful Malfoy was being so civil since the topic turned to his own parents. "I always thought it was a buck because I found out my father's animagus was one."

Draco shook his head, "simply learning about your father wouldn't cause the change, I guaranty that if you learned the charm before third year, it would still be a buck."

"So what's yours?" Harry asked on impulse.

"It was a Hawk." Draco answered, he paused when he realized what he said. His eyes wandered down to the table and he looked like he was internally berating himself.

"Was a Hawk?" Harry was truly confused.

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