A Little Help from a Snake // Tomarry

Part 60

Reposted: December 28, 2021

There's a small chance I may revise this chapter in the future. How, I don't know.

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This chapter is short (only about 1100 words), but do not fear. The good stuff is coming. I swear I'm probably more excited about this than you are

Summary: the holidays; another epic snowball fight; Tom has a surprise for Harry

Before Harry knew it, it was the holidays.

The Malfoys invited everyone over for Christmas, so it was on December 24 Harry and his family came over.

Their manor was as grand as Black Manor and almost just as spacious. The children all went outside, where they split into teams for a snowball fight.

The teams lasted all but ten seconds before someone turned on their teammates. That someone was Blaise, who accidentally hit Millicent when she was chasing Harry.

"Shit," Blaise muttered as Milli changed directions and headed for him.

"Better run, pretty boy," Harry called, waving as Blaise took off.

"Pretty boy?" a voice said in a deceptively calm tone behind him.

Harry sighed and turned to face Tom. "Oh, don't be jealous, Tomalongadingdong. Blaise may be pretty, but you are bloody gorgeous."

"Oi, lovebirds!"

SPLAT!

It was Tracey. "Joining the game anytime soon or what?"

She didn't give either of them time to answer, running off to help Pansy get Draco. Harry followed close behind and tackled Draco into the snow.

"Oi, watch the hair!" Draco yelped.

"I am watching the hair!" Harry said.

Draco groaned, resigned to his fate. "Somebody help me."

Sirius heard his cry for help and came to the rescue, pulling Harry away. "Harry, I am disappointed in you," he scolded. "You know not to mess with people's hair."

"You mess with Moony's hair all the time!" Harry protested.

"Irrelevant."

"Your face is irrelevant!"

Remus appeared suddenly. "I'll have you know, Harry," he said in a pompous voice, "Sirius' face is far from irrelevant."

"Easy for you to say. You were practically swallowing it in the library."

"I was not!"

Harry smacked some snow onto Remus' face. "Hope Sirius enjoys licking that off!"

Sirius leapt onto Remus, bowling him over. "I sure will," he said. He then proceeded to lick Remus' face— while still in human form.

"You are disgusting," Remus muttered, resigned to his fate.

As noon approached, the snow became thicker and the weather grew colder.

"All right, everyone, let's get inside," Remus called. "Harry, Tom, you both have beautiful eyes, but I think you can manage for one second and get moving before you freeze your arses. We don't need you to get sick."

"Yes, Dad," Harry said, turning to follow the others.

Severus, who had arrived about midway through the fight, gave Remus and Sirius a disapproving stare. "You two are going to catch a cold," he said.