Just a short drabbly thing. J I've been wanting to write one of these for a while. Lately I just haven't had any time at all. L it sucks being a sophomore in High School/ sigh well it's HarryxSevy. XD I like calling Snape that.

00000000

Harry sat in the headmasters office chewing his fingers. It was almost time for Christmas, and he had something very important to ask the headmaster.

Albus Dumbledore sat across from him, his face smiling, and his outfit as outrageous as ever. Seriously…who would wear orange robes with pink moons and stars?

Biting his nail nervously, Harry opened his mouth and asked his ever so important question. "Headmaster, are you Santa?"

Silence engulfed the room for a whole total of three minutes before Dumbles began laughing and started to choke on his lemon drop.

Harry meanwhile, not at all concerned at how Albus was retching and trying to get a lemon drop out of the back of his throat, made his eyes all big and shiny as tears gathered at the edges of his eyes.

Dumble-dork, who had succeeded in his mission to dislodge the yellow candy from his esophagus, turned to look at a teary eye-ed Harry. Taken aback for the expression of forlorn-ness and vulnerability on the precious savior's face, Dumbledore sputtered incoherently about knowing a man in Ireland that liked chicken.

This confused the boy-who-lived greatly, but he kept up the mask of pitiful-ness he had created.

Albus, being the kind hearted old man he was, dared not say no to that face, "Yes," he finally answered, "I am Santa."

The raven haired boy got this big watery look about the edges of his eye's.

"Will you give me something for Christmas please? Something special?" Harry's voice quivered with the effect that comes with being on the verge of crying, or excitement.

That voice and face absolutely egged him to answer that he would get him anything, and he did. "Of course I can my boy, I'll get you anything you could possibly want."

A big smile grew on the boy wondered face. "I want Severus Snape as my present." he answered, hope in his eyes.

The room was once again filled with an eerie silence. Albus's eyes were wide, and his face frozen wide open in disbelief.

Suddenly he laughed joyfully to cover-up his nervousness. "O-of course my boy. He will be yours,"

Harry's tearful appearance instantly disappeared like smoke as he smiled brightly and thanked the headmaster profusely.

"I can't wait to kiss him, and hug him, and do all sorts of naughty things to him.

Meanwhile….

In the lower dungeons, Severus Snape sneezed. "Who's talking about me?" he thought, slightly disturbed.

00000000

Well…there you go. XD I liked it. J there might me one more. XD so it might go up to rated M. just so ya know. smile