Harry: *looking at the calendar, counting the days that he would soon be 16*
James: *knocks on the door*
Harry: *turns to the door* Come in
James: Harry... we need to talk.
Harry: Yes? What about? *oblivious to the seriousness in his father's tone*
James: *sits down on his bed and sighs* I'm going to be straight with you, son. Our family has fallen into financial trouble.
Harry: Oh...Oh my. How...How bad is it, dad?
James: ..its bad...really bad.
Harry: How's...How's mom taking it?
James: She's not the one I'm worried about.
Harry: Then is there anything we can do to salvage this situation?
James: ...there is.
Harry: What is it? Is there anything I can do to help with it?
James: *chews his lip, debating on whether or not to tell him* Harry...
Harry: C'mon, dad. What's the worse thing that could happen?
James: You're getting married on your 16th birthday to a man named Severus Snape.
Harry: *widened his eyes in shock* WHAT?!
James: It was the only way, Harry.
Harry: That Snape guy is the most ruthless, ugliest aristocrat businessman in the whole world!! If you were to marry me to the Malfoy family, I would've considered, but him?? Why of all people, HIM?!
James: Because he is the one we owe.
Harry: *the reality hit home as he slumped against the wall* Oh god, what have I done to deserve this...?
James: Harry.. I'm sorry.
Harry: Just...Just leave me alone...Please... *buries his head in his knees*
James: ... *nods and leaves*
Harry: *waited until his father left before he sobbed quietly, mourning his fate*
*the next day*
Harry: *was awakened by James patting his shoulder* Huh? Hmm? Wha...?
James: ...we have to go, Harry. You've got 10 minutes to get ready.
Harry: Go? *wakes up a little fazed* Go where?
James: *sighs* To discuss your wedding.
Harry: *his brain slowly registered* Oh. OK. I'll be down soon
Severus: *sitting in a booth*
Harry: *dressed in his usual weekend clothes, not aiming to impress*
Matre'D: *leads him to the table that Snape's at*
Harry: *let the maitre'd lead him to the table and just stood there, not sure whether to greet him or to make a sarcastic remark*
Severus: Well, Potter? Are you going to sit down or not?
Harry: *mutters* Fine *sat down opposite him*
Server: *hands Harry a menu*
Harry: *takes it, but not really that hungry. Occasionally peeked at Snape*
Severus: So I imagine you know why you are here.
Harry: Yes, of course. Dad made it bloody clear last week
Severus: And what did he tell you?
Harry: He said we got financial problems, that we owe you money and we're paying it off by having me married to you on my bloody sweet 16. *thinks* ~Damn it, can things get any worse?~
Severus: *nods* Yes, that is the situation.
Harry: How much does my dad owe you anyway?
Severus: A lot.
Harry: But why am I marrying you? Don't you have any pretty girls who would kill for your money to marry to? I mean, not that it's uncommon for male marriages but...why me?
Severus: Because your father offered.
Harry: Dammit. Didn't even bother to ask my opinion, did he? *mutters to himself*
Severus: Apparently not.
Harry: So...where will the wedding be? Anyone we might know attending it?
Severus: *explains and blah blah blah*
Harry: *nods* Just so you know, I'm not doing this willingly. I'm doing this for the sake of my family
Severus: I am aware of that. *sips his drink*
Harry: Why didn't you just decline my dad's offer and make him pay you by other means?
Severus: Because I didn't want to.
Harry: Wh...What? Why?
Severus: I was intrigued. (sp)
Harry: *raised a brow* Of what?
Severus: You.
Harry: *blushed despite himself* What about me that intrigued you so?
Severus: I'm not quite certain.
Harry: *sighs* Whatever. Just no funny business on the wedding day
Severus: Funny? *raises an eyebrow* Do I look like I do funny?
Harry: *looks away awkwardly* I guess not
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