Disclaimer: Maybe JKR will lend me Snape for Christmas. ::drools::

Author's Note: I've had Snow Is Falling in my head for a week and it's driving me insane! ::glares at Rickmaniac:: so I wrote in out and this story kind of followed.

Merry Christmas everyone!!! ...and if you don't celebrate Christmas - ehhh, have a nice day anyway! And happy new year!

'Snow is falling

All around us.

Children playing,

Having fun.

Tis' the season

Of love and understanding.

Merry Christmas

Everyone.'

The song had been playing in Snape's head for three days straight. 'Stupid snow' he thought. 'Stupid kids playing in it. Love and understanding my ass!'

He walked to Hagrid's hut with a scowl on his face.

"Severus," Hagrid opened the door before Snape even had the chance to knock.

"Hello Hagrid," he replied gruffly.

"Come in, come in and get that big heavy cloak off you." Hagrid ushered him in the door.

This was sort of a tradition for Snape and Hagrid. Every year, since Snape's first year, Hagrid pestered Snape until he agreed to come down on New Year's Eve for dinner. Every year Snape ended up going down to Hagrid's hut and getting drooled over by Fang. The only exceptions were the two years after Snape left Hogwarts and became a Death Eater.

"Hello Fang," he rubbed the dogs head and sat in one of Hagrid's more comfortable chairs.

"I hope yer hungry, Severus. I cooked loads o' beef n' chicken."

"Starving," Snape smiled. He considered Hagrid a friend and allowed himself to enjoy the half-giants company. Another of their traditions was Hagrid stuffing Snape until he was ready to puke. The younger man usually didn't eat much for a couple of days before hand so his stomach wouldn't cave in while Hagrid forced apple pie down him.

"Do ye' want mashed potatoes or roast potatoes?"

"Mash-"

Hagrid cut him off, "I'll give ye' both."

Snape rolled his eyes. 'And it begins,' he thought.

ZZZZ

Two hours and three servings of apple pie later, there was a knock at the door.

"I'll just get that," Hagrid said, standing up. "You just eat some more pie."

Snape shook his head.

"Ah, just have one more bit. You wouldn't want te insult my cooking would ye'?"

The two people outside heard a groan after that and looked at each other.

"Just one more bit please?" Hagrid pleaded.

The outsiders then heard a whimper. They knocked again.

"I'm coming," Hagrid called. He opened the door. "Hello. Didn't expect to see you two down here."

They looked behind Hagrid to see someone at the table with their head back and hands on their stomach.

"Well Hermione's gone home for Christmas and New Year's so me and Ron thought we'd drop in to see you," Harry said.

The man's head shot up at the voice.

Ron leaned over to Hagrid and whispered "Is that really Snape?"

Hagrid nodded. "Yeah. He came over fore some New Year's Eve dinner."

Harry snorted. I was Snape who had been whimpering before the door had opened. Harry's whole body was shaking with laughter.

Snape glared and was about to say something when his hand shot to his mouth. He looked sick.

"Sorry to disturb you Professor Snape, Hagrid," Harry said. He couldn't keep the smile off his face.

"Not at all. Come in and have some apple pie. I think Professor Snape is a bit full."

Ron started coughing, he was laughing so hard.

"Would you two sit down, Severus won't bite."

"He's too full," Ron sniggered.

Snape glared at them as they sat down. He really wanted to get away from them but wouldn't risk the embarrassment of not being able to get up.

An hour later Hagrid had Ron and Harry fed like two stuffed pups on their backs and Snape passed out with a bad case of indigestion.

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Happy New Year!