"Holy CRAP!" Draco exclaimed, as he pulled open the door of his mother's room. He had been looking everywhere for his mother and Snape since Ron had left, and he decided to look here. What he found did not appeal to him at all. Snape was sitting on the large canopy bed, and his mother was on TOP of him.
Draco closed his eyes, and opened them a moment later, to find a very embarrassed Snape sitting on the bed with his hands in his lap, and his mother was looking out the window, blushing.
"Let me guess," Draco said, trying hard not to laugh at seeing his mother snogging with Professor Snape, "Making up for lost years?" Snape reddened, and Narcissa smiled a small smile. "So, Professor, Mum, when is the wedding?" Narcissa looked at her son, frowning. "What?" he asked her innocently.
Snape and Narcissa both sighed. "Er... Narcissa?" she looked at him, "I could use a shower, can I use the one down the hall?"
Narcissa smirked. "Only if you let me cut your hair."
"Narcissa," Snape whined, "I like my hair." Draco and his mother both burst out laughing. "What?"
"Well, have you looked in a mirror lately Severus?" He frowned darkly.
"Oh, come on Professor, do it, for your son..." Draco said to him.
Snape looked at him oddly. "Fine, for you." He started to walk out the door. "Oh, Narcissa," Snape said, eyeing Draco evilly. Draco shook his head furiously behind his mother's back. "Did you know that Draco is Head Boy?" He left the room, and Narcissa turned on him.
"You are Head Boy?" Narcissa shrieked happily. "Oh darling, I cannot believe it! Did you know Severus was Head Boy during our last year of Hogwarts?" Narcissa went on an on, about how happy she was to finally have someone in the family a Head Boy. And how she was so happy that he was taking after his real father, and not Lucius.
At that point Draco spoke up. "You do know mum, that Professor Snape was a Death Eater." Narcissa looked at him coolly.
"Was, keyword Draco, was." Draco grinned. "Why don't you call him 'father' Draco?" he grimaced. "Just kidding. I know, you will probably never be able to call him father, but how about Severus?" she started to walk out of the room. "By the way, the wedding is set for December 23rd."
Narcissa left Draco standing in her room. He sighed, and followed her out.
Walking up the hallway, he stopped to glance at pictures of the people in his family. His Aunt Konini, a very pretty Veela, who in this picture was particularly ugly, being in monster form. A few pictures down, was a picture of a man, who his father had always claimed to be Salazar Slytherin. Of course, it was common knowledge, though, to the Malfoy's, that it was not, and for that matter, the Malfoy's were not even related to him.
Down the hall, a bit farther, was a tapestry, which Draco knew lead to a secret chamber of some sort, which his father had never let anyone in. Including himself. Draco grinned. Now that Lucius Malfoy was dead and gone, he could not stop him from entering the secret chamber.
He walked up to it, and started to pull the tapestry from the wall, when his mother called him. "Draco! Come on, I am going to cut Severus' hair!"
Deciding that this was a once in a lifetime event, Draco dropped the tapestry, and ran down the hall to the bathroom. He found Snape sitting on a stool, wearing a fluffy blue bathrobe, and a grumpy expression. Snape turned to him when he walked in. "Draco, you say one word of this to the Slytherin's..." He trailed off, after Narcissa gave him a withering expression.
"Well, I do not believe I will, as I will have to tell them you are my father, and I believe that will keep them busy enough." Draco smiled a very large smile. "Perhaps this will keep Pansy away for a while!" Snape laughed, but tried to cover it up with a cough.
Pansy Parkinson was a large, ugly Slytherin Girl, who was very, very obsessed with Draco. To Snape's great disgust, Narcissa decided to cut his hair the muggle way, with scissors. She started to cut his hair, and Snape wore a sad look, but laughed when she tickled his face with a piece of hair.
Then Draco realized something. Snape was never ever like this. He was usually cold and unemotional. For that matter, Draco had never seen him do anything more than glare, and the closest thing he ever got to a laugh, was when he gave Draco a tight smile, which he had always given only Draco. 'No one would ever believe me if I told them about this.' Draco thought to himself. 'Except Harry, Oh no, Ron.'
By this time, his mother had finished cutting Snape's hair, and was drying it with a fluffy pink towel. When she lifted the towel off of his head, Snape stood up, and shook his head. Draco was amazed at the difference he saw. Before, with the long, greasy hair, Snape had always had a long, shallow look to it. Now, his hair short and asked, he looked younger, and handsomer,
Narcissa gasped. "Oh, Severus, it has been so long since you have warn your hair like this! I had almost forgot how handsome you were." Snape turned pink, and then looked in the mirror, and grinned.
"I guess I do look a bit better, huh?" He looked over at Draco, and he grinned back.
Disclaimer J.K. Rowling owns everything that is from the Harry Potter books, I own the plot, and whatever does not come from the HP books
A/N Okay, I know, sort of tacky, nothing like Snape would really act, but hey, Snape and Draco are my favorite characters, and I hate how it always seems they are mean and evil for no reason. I know for a fact that even someone like Snape, could be happy and emotional.... if they felt like it! Please R/R!! I wanna know what YOU the READER thinks!!
Draco closed his eyes, and opened them a moment later, to find a very embarrassed Snape sitting on the bed with his hands in his lap, and his mother was looking out the window, blushing.
"Let me guess," Draco said, trying hard not to laugh at seeing his mother snogging with Professor Snape, "Making up for lost years?" Snape reddened, and Narcissa smiled a small smile. "So, Professor, Mum, when is the wedding?" Narcissa looked at her son, frowning. "What?" he asked her innocently.
Snape and Narcissa both sighed. "Er... Narcissa?" she looked at him, "I could use a shower, can I use the one down the hall?"
Narcissa smirked. "Only if you let me cut your hair."
"Narcissa," Snape whined, "I like my hair." Draco and his mother both burst out laughing. "What?"
"Well, have you looked in a mirror lately Severus?" He frowned darkly.
"Oh, come on Professor, do it, for your son..." Draco said to him.
Snape looked at him oddly. "Fine, for you." He started to walk out the door. "Oh, Narcissa," Snape said, eyeing Draco evilly. Draco shook his head furiously behind his mother's back. "Did you know that Draco is Head Boy?" He left the room, and Narcissa turned on him.
"You are Head Boy?" Narcissa shrieked happily. "Oh darling, I cannot believe it! Did you know Severus was Head Boy during our last year of Hogwarts?" Narcissa went on an on, about how happy she was to finally have someone in the family a Head Boy. And how she was so happy that he was taking after his real father, and not Lucius.
At that point Draco spoke up. "You do know mum, that Professor Snape was a Death Eater." Narcissa looked at him coolly.
"Was, keyword Draco, was." Draco grinned. "Why don't you call him 'father' Draco?" he grimaced. "Just kidding. I know, you will probably never be able to call him father, but how about Severus?" she started to walk out of the room. "By the way, the wedding is set for December 23rd."
Narcissa left Draco standing in her room. He sighed, and followed her out.
Walking up the hallway, he stopped to glance at pictures of the people in his family. His Aunt Konini, a very pretty Veela, who in this picture was particularly ugly, being in monster form. A few pictures down, was a picture of a man, who his father had always claimed to be Salazar Slytherin. Of course, it was common knowledge, though, to the Malfoy's, that it was not, and for that matter, the Malfoy's were not even related to him.
Down the hall, a bit farther, was a tapestry, which Draco knew lead to a secret chamber of some sort, which his father had never let anyone in. Including himself. Draco grinned. Now that Lucius Malfoy was dead and gone, he could not stop him from entering the secret chamber.
He walked up to it, and started to pull the tapestry from the wall, when his mother called him. "Draco! Come on, I am going to cut Severus' hair!"
Deciding that this was a once in a lifetime event, Draco dropped the tapestry, and ran down the hall to the bathroom. He found Snape sitting on a stool, wearing a fluffy blue bathrobe, and a grumpy expression. Snape turned to him when he walked in. "Draco, you say one word of this to the Slytherin's..." He trailed off, after Narcissa gave him a withering expression.
"Well, I do not believe I will, as I will have to tell them you are my father, and I believe that will keep them busy enough." Draco smiled a very large smile. "Perhaps this will keep Pansy away for a while!" Snape laughed, but tried to cover it up with a cough.
Pansy Parkinson was a large, ugly Slytherin Girl, who was very, very obsessed with Draco. To Snape's great disgust, Narcissa decided to cut his hair the muggle way, with scissors. She started to cut his hair, and Snape wore a sad look, but laughed when she tickled his face with a piece of hair.
Then Draco realized something. Snape was never ever like this. He was usually cold and unemotional. For that matter, Draco had never seen him do anything more than glare, and the closest thing he ever got to a laugh, was when he gave Draco a tight smile, which he had always given only Draco. 'No one would ever believe me if I told them about this.' Draco thought to himself. 'Except Harry, Oh no, Ron.'
By this time, his mother had finished cutting Snape's hair, and was drying it with a fluffy pink towel. When she lifted the towel off of his head, Snape stood up, and shook his head. Draco was amazed at the difference he saw. Before, with the long, greasy hair, Snape had always had a long, shallow look to it. Now, his hair short and asked, he looked younger, and handsomer,
Narcissa gasped. "Oh, Severus, it has been so long since you have warn your hair like this! I had almost forgot how handsome you were." Snape turned pink, and then looked in the mirror, and grinned.
"I guess I do look a bit better, huh?" He looked over at Draco, and he grinned back.
Disclaimer J.K. Rowling owns everything that is from the Harry Potter books, I own the plot, and whatever does not come from the HP books
A/N Okay, I know, sort of tacky, nothing like Snape would really act, but hey, Snape and Draco are my favorite characters, and I hate how it always seems they are mean and evil for no reason. I know for a fact that even someone like Snape, could be happy and emotional.... if they felt like it! Please R/R!! I wanna know what YOU the READER thinks!!