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One Way Or Another Christmas Edition	By : nekofreakz Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 6554 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3

Six Months Later in New York

Harry was walking cheerfully, humming as song under his breath, enjoying the good weather in early June. He turned around the corner and slipped into a small Coffee Shop. The sign hanging at the front was in the shape of an owl. He went behind the counter and put his groceries on the table.

“Boss, Mr. Malfoy has just called,” said a girl from the cashier area. “He said the design is done, and asked you to call him back.”

Harry blinked in surprise; that was quite fast for someone that had been complaining a lot about the job one week ago. Draco Malfoy was one of the brightest young architects on the market these, and as such, he was swamped with big projects. Usually, the latter wouldn’t want to accept more work at this point, let alone such a small project like designing a coffee shop.

But, it was an exceptional case for Harry since Draco had been his close friend since high school, along with Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. To put it mildly, he had been terrorizing Draco via mail and phone to accept this job until Draco finally gave up and accepted it just to shut him up.

“And, he also said: You suck, Potter! For God’s sake, bring your cell phone with you!” she continued, apologetically.

“Oops,” said Harry, finally remembering his forgotten cell phone which was lying somewhere in his bedroom.

He had never really liked to carry his cell phone with him, a habit which was hated by all his friends, since it made it difficult for them to reach him. As Hermione had pointed out, ‘what was the point in owning a cell phone if he didn’t use it?’ Sometimes, he wondered about that himself.

“Thanks, Luna…” He smiled sheepishly. “Is there anything else?”

Luna gave him a mysterious smile and said, “Actually… There is someone who wanted to see you.”

“Who,” Harry asked curiously as he donned his blue apron which carried the same logo as his shop sign.

He didn’t have many visitors. Ron and Hermione usually called beforehand if they were going to drop by. And since Draco has just called so it couldn’t be him. Those were the only people he could think of that might wasn’t to see him, but that wasn’t counting his recent failed date partners. His employees, Luna and Neville, had been playing the part of his personal cupid lately. They tried hard, but Harry wasn’t so successful, his dates either didn’t have the same interests or he somehow horribly offended them. He silently hoped that he wasn’t about to face an angry suitor.

“He didn’t give me his name, but… it’s that person, near the window,” said Luna, pointing to the furthest corner of the cafe.

Harry followed her gaze and met coal black eyes that had clearly been observing him. His heart jolted into a standstill as he recognized that face. He must have looked distressed because his employee was asking whether he was alright.

“I’m okay,” said Harry a bit breathlessly, averting his gaze.

“Really?” asked Luna, sounding uncertain.

“Yeah, is that an order?” asked Harry hurriedly; focusing on the note Luna was holding, he continued, “for which table?”

“The usual, Mr. Moody,” said the girl, jerking her shoulder to her right.

“Let me get it to him,” said Harry.

He began to make a ‘Half-Caf’ for Alastor Moody, one of the regulars in Owl, trying his best to ignore Severus’ burning gaze focused on the back of his head.

Harry cursed inwardly. Damn it all to hell!!

He didn’t know why Severus Snape was sitting in his shop today. After all, they hadn’t seen each other for so many months since the ‘Dooms’ day event.

Six months and eight days, his mind supplied the precise time.

Harry groaned silently. He didn’t just sound like a foolish young girl pining for her first love!

But he is, you know, your first love, his mind supplied the fact again.

Harry cursed under his breath and mentally kicked his other voice. Oh, bloody hell! Shut up!!

Sometimes, he really hated his too organized mind, all information was stored neatly. He couldn’t even forget some details that he actually wanted to forget. He sauntered over to Moody to deliver his order and had a casual chat with the old man, more than happy to prolong the inevitable.

Harry had been waiting for Severus to confront him for months now. However, the man never came, so Harry came to the conclusion that Severus treated it as a skeleton in the closet. It wasn’t like Harry was exactly hiding; his friends knew where he was. Besides, the company had their own Private Intelligence Agency. If Severus really searched for him, he doubted it would have taken this long to find him.

He pushed himself to walk at a leisurely pace towards Severus. The man hadn’t changed, not even a bit, since the last time they’d met. Shoulder length black hair with still with no gray in sight, sharp black eyes that reminded him of a hawk observing his prey. Probably out for blood too!

“Hullo, Sev,” greeted Harry, trying not to appear nervous.

“Potter,” replied Severus.

“So, what brings you here,” asked Harry as he shifted weight to his right foot.

Severus lifted his coffee cup in mock salute, “A good coffee?”

“Like hell!” Harry blurted out loudly, but, taking a deep breath, he continued more calmly. “Your secretary must be pretty daft if she didn’t supply you with coffee.”

It had been an inside joke that the main job for Severus’ secretary was serving the man coffee. Of course, it was based on the truth because Severus had an issue with trusting other people and preferred to do all his work by himself.

Severus put his cup down then stared flatly at him. “You already know the reason, Potter.”

Harry fought the urge to sigh and replied resignedly, “Fine, but not here.”

“Please, follow me,” said Harry, turning his back then leading them to the door behind the counter.

“Luna, can you please lock up the shop after Moody leaves?” asked Harry as he passed her.

His coffee shop was going to close in fifteen minutes; Moody was usually the last customer. Harry narrowed his eyes suspiciously at Severus’ back. It would seem that Severus picked this specific hour to ambush him.

“Sure, no problem Boss,” Luna answered cheerfully.

Harry voiced his thanks then opened the door with Severus following behind him.

End of Chapter 3

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A huge thanks to my Beta, crecre, for her great beta-ing skill and for sharing the love for the sexy blonde, Draco Malfoy :D And to all readers, thank you for still reading this story. I initially wanted to rush the story, but my love for Draco got in the way. XD So please be patient until the next chapter, kay ;3 As usual, any review will be welcomed very warmly. ^_^

A/N: "Half caf" is short for half caffeinated, referring to a cup of coffee with a 50/50 mix of decaf and regular coffee.
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