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Harry leaned toward Severus for a moment. Severus almost leaned in to meet Harry for a kiss.
"Umm... maybe..." Harry stuttered.
"Yes?" Severus asked softly.
"Do you know, maybe, if your mother had a gingerbread recipe?" Harry asked.
Severus had to think for a moment. "I don't really know, but probably?"
"I have a recipe I've made, but it's not quite right," Harry admitted. "At the very least, it could be better."
Severus nodded. "I remember something from when I was a child, but I don't know if there's a recipe."
"Let me know if you find something?" Harry asked.