cEmra
Snape
Prologue #3
Snakes and Love
It was Christmas, and Draco awoke to look down at the boy snuggled in his arms.
"Emra," he whispered, "wake up. Merry Christmas, Love."
Emra's eyes blinked open. "Why do you insist on calling me that?" he asked.
"Because if you love someone, you're supposed to do anything to protect them. And that's what I do, so I call you Love," Draco replied, his argument making perfect since to his eight year old mind.
"Oh, ok," Emra said as he kissed Draco on the cheek and then tried to go back to sleep.
"Emra, you're normally an early riser; I don't understand why you insist on sleeping in on Christmas of all days."
"Because Dumbledore always forces Sev to take me to a party. I hate parties!"
Draco laughed. "I got you a present."
That got Emra out of bed. "What is it?" he asked excitedly.
Draco reached under the bed, and pulled out a white box with holes in the sides. Harry took it away, and opened the gift hurriedly.
"Ray! Thank you!" he screamed as he saw a small silver snake with emerald green eyes lying in the box.
"What's your name?" Harry hissed in parseltongue, a language he and Draco had discovered they both knew while playing in the garden a year before.
"Kallie," it hissed back.
Harry grinned, and carefully stuck his hand in the box, allowing Kallie to slither up to rest on his upper arm.
"Oh, that reminds me; I got you something, as well."
Draco's gift ended up being a small emerald green snake with silver eyes.
"I guess great minds think alike," Draco giggled as his own snake, named Sahara, crawled up to lie on Draco's upper arm.
From then on, Draco never referred to Emra as anything but Love, and Kallie and Sahara were the most protective pets anyone could ask for.