Okay, here it is, Fire and Ice! I'm so glad so many people liked the first one. Just in case you don't notice, it's 4 years later.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Happy Bunny.

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Harry choked back tears as he stared at the crystal coffin in front of him. The face beneath it was perfect, a picture of beauty and loneliness. He squeezed Severus' hand, feeling the man squeeze back lightly. Harry stepped up to him and buried his face in Severus' neck, letting the tears out.

'Hawwi? Sevvie, why is Hawwi cwying?' 4-year-old Theodore whispered, the little boy resting on Harry's hip while the man cried and held him up at the same time. Severus turned sad eyes on the little boy, running his fingers through Theodore's hair while comforting Harry.

'Theodore… Harry is sad about what happened. You remember what we said about how you'll never see her again? That Harry will be taking care of you now?' Severus said softly, watching as the boy's hair changed from orange to a sad, limp brown.

'Never again?' he asked in a whisper, his eyes widening.

'I'm sorry,' Severus nodded. Theodore's lower lip trembled before he burst into tears, hiding his face in Harry's shoulder. Severus sighed and pulled the both of them away, watching as Luna took their place and said her last goodbyes.

'I can't believe she's gone,' Harry said quietly after they sat down, letting Theodore snuggle into his arms and close his eyes. 'She was always there… Always.'

'It'll be tough,' Severus agreed, fingering a stray lock of Theodore's hair. He tucked it behind the sleepy boy's ear and removed his hand, instead placing it over Harry's own. 'We'll get through it.'

Harry nodded absently, lost in thoughts. A few weeks ago, while they were battling stray Death Eaters, Tonks had been hit with a stunning spell. Unnoticed by the rest, the Death Eater dragged her off and disappeared. Two days later her body was found in an alleyway in Leafturn. Ironically, it was the same alley that Harry, Ron, Draco and Hermione had been kidnapped from 4 years ago.

The funeral was a public one. It turned out that Dumbledore had confessed to McGonagall before he died that Severus did not kidnap Harry and Ron. McGonagall told the Ministry and after a few weeks, Severus was cleared of all charges. After that, they no longer needed disguises and were welcomed back by the Wizarding community.

About a year after Harry's near death experience when Theodore was conceived, Severus had finally asked Harry out. Officially, they were boyfriends, but they were close enough to be married.

Harry sighed and shook his head, running his fingers through his hair and wrapping one arm around Severus, the other still holding Theodore to him. 'What are we going to do?' he whispered. 'How am I going to raise Theodore? I'm only twenty years old…'

'Harry, you're not alone. I'm with you. I'll help you,' Severus told him softly, watching as the last person, Kingsley Shacklebot, said their goodbyes to Tonks.

'I know…' Harry nodded. 'I know.'

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Harry followed Severus inside with a sigh and looked around. The Prince House was just as he remembered it, yet it seemed strangely empty. Severus had requested from the Ministry another house as soon as he was cleared of all charges, so after a year, the house was built right next door to the Prince House. Ron, Draco, Bill, Charlie and the twins had moved into it. It was nicknames the Weasley House, because Draco was the only non-Weasley there, but it seemed that he soon would be.

So that left only Harry, Severus, Theodore and the women in the Prince House, and Harry felt outnumbered. McGonagall, Severus and Hermione were all 'no-nonsense', and Luna just wasn't the right person to help him play a prank. There was of course Theodore, but Harry felt like he was mistreating the child if he got him to help, so Harry never did.

Even though there was much more room, Harry had moved into Severus' personal chambers two years ago. It was just easier.

'Hey, Theodore,' Harry whispered to the little boy, who was fighting valiantly to keep his eyes open, but slowly but surely failing. 'Let's get you to bed, okay?'

Theodore used to share a room with his mother, but ever since they found her body, they got his room closer to Harry's. Severus now had two annoying brats in his chambers, but he didn't seem to mind. While Harry and Severus shared a bed, Theodore had his own room that was connected to theirs.

'Nooo…' Theodore whined. 'I'm not sweepy!'

Even as he said this, his eyes were drooping. Harry only smiled and walked towards his chambers. While Severus went to the kitchen to make some tea for them, Harry laid Theodore down in bed.

'There you are,' he said softly as he pulled the covers over the boy. 'Nice and warm.'

'Hawwi? Tell me a bedtwime stowy?' The little boy whispered. Harry hesitated, before sitting beside Theodore on the bed and smoothing his soft green hair back.

'Once upon a time there was a prince,' Harry started. 'And he lived with his Muggle aunt and uncle.'

'Was he a bwave pwince?' Theodore asked with a cheeky smile.

'Yes, he was a brave prince,' Harry nodded. 'His mother and father had died at the hands of one of the most evil wizards of all time. This prince did not know of his magical powers…'

Harry went on; speaking the story softly to Theodore, knowing the boy had no idea that the story was based on his own life. Harry finished the story ten minutes later, staring down at the now asleep child. He stood, bent over and brushed his lips over Theodore's forehead. 'Sleep well.'

When he entered the kitchen, Severus was waiting at the table. He sat tiredly beside him as the man raised an eyebrow. 'You took a while.'

'Theodore wanted a bedtime story,' Harry explained with a sheepish smile. 'Sorry.'

'No, it's fine,' Severus waved it off. 'Here's your tea.'

'Thanks,' Harry smiled gratefully and took it, taking a sip. 'Where have you put the custody papers, by the way?'

Harry had gotten Theodore as soon as Tonks' body was found. There was some hesitation about whether he should go to Luna, Harry, or Tonks' widowed mother Andromeda, but in the end, the Ministry chose Harry. They decided that Theodore should go to someone he spent most of his time with, which ruled out Andromeda. They considered Luna, but they thought that because Harry had a partner, Severus, that Harry would be more suited.

It came as quite a shock when a Ministry official knocked on their door, told them the news and handed Harry the custody papers. He'd apparated away a moment later, leaving the stunned Harry to stumble into the living room in a daze. Severus had jumped up straight away, and when he asked what was wrong, Harry replied bluntly and emotionlessly.

Harry had ended up losing the papers twice, so Harry decided Severus should take care of them.

'I put them in the first drawer in the living room,' Severus replied with a smirk.

'I'll never remember that,' Harry complained. 'Why can't we have it in an obvious place?'

'Because you'd lose it. Again,' the man grinned, leaning over to play with a piece of Harry's hair. 'Don't feel bad. I still haven't found your replacement.'

'Wh-What?!' Harry exclaimed with fake hurt, jumping up. He was struggling not to grin. 'That is so mean, Severus!'

'I think you're about the best I can do for now,' Severus told him with a straight face.

'It worries me that you are so stupid,' Harry raised his eyebrows.

'When it comes down to who's smarter, I think we'll both agree that I am,' Severus said offhandedly. 'But it's cute how you think I'm listening.'

'It's cute how you think I care,' Harry shot back. They were nose to nose now, both having trouble keeping the mischievous grins off their faces.

'Hawwi? Sevvie? Why are you fighting?' The voice echoed around the room as both men turned to face Theodore, who was rubbing his eyes. His hair had changed to pink, and his eyes were a deep black. Not that this was surprising, they had been black for almost a year now. Ever since Severus had caught the boy when he climbed on the roof and fell. Theodore had had his eyes closed, but when he opened them, he was staring straight into worried black ones. From that day on, they never changed again. Always black.

'Theodore…' Harry started, but Severus took charge and moved forward, picking up the worried looking 4-year-old.

'Theodore, Harry and I are not fighting,' he told him firmly. 'We were playing. Pretending. See?' He walked over to Harry, still holding Theodore, and kissed him softly.

'Ewww!' Theodore exclaimed, covering his eyes. 'Gwoss! Stop!'

Severus chuckled, leaning back and putting the little boy down. Harry smiled at Severus, and he smirked. 'Why are you not in bed, Theodore?'

'Ahh!' Theodore screamed, giggling as he ran back to his room. 'No! I'm in bed! Don't tickle me!'

Severus, incapable of laying a hand on the boy in violence, often tickled him when he did something small to misbehave. However, if it was something big, like falling off the roof, Severus didn't tickle. Oh, no, he shouted. Boy, did he shout. To Theodore, he had a mother and two fathers. Harry was the quiet, nice parent, Tonks was the fun, loving parent while Severus was the stern yet strangely affectionate parent.

To him, Harry was the only one who could stop Severus from shouting, so it was no surprise the boy threw Harry a pleading look as Severus approached, holding up his hands and wiggling his fingers menacingly. Harry only smiled and leaned on the doorframe, watching as Theodore emitted squeals of laughter and delight as Severus effectively tired him out.

As soon as Severus had managed to get the boy to sleep, they entered their own room to get ready for bed. Harry's smile was pained as he pulled on his pyjama bottoms. 'He doesn't even get it, does he? He'll probably wake up in the morning and ask us where Tonks is…' he bit his lip, determined not to cry. 'And then we'd have to tell him all over again…'

'Harry,' Severus murmured, reaching out and tucking a stray lock of Harry's hair behind his ear. 'Shh… We'll be fine. We'll get over it. Theodore has his mother in him, not to mention his father. And no doubt he's picked up your Gryffindor-ish determination. He might be sad for a while, maybe even a long while, but he will get over it.'

'Yeah,' Harry smiled, grabbing Severus' hand and squeezing it. 'But… Y'Know… He's probably got some of your traits, too.'

'That's not funny. Who knows what'll happen to the boy?'

'I know,' Harry shivered. 'Just imagine a little mini-Snape running around. He's already got your eyes, which, by the way, are impossible cute.'

Severus smirked. 'Oh really? I do believe he morphed his cheek bones to look like yours…'

'Oh, Merlin, he's going to look like our child, isn't he?' Harry laughed.

'Come on,' Severus grinned. 'We could use that to our advantage.'

'Yeah… Get in touch with someone who we haven't seen for a while… Like Fleur or Krum. Tell them it's our child. That'll be a laugh.'

The sound of their laughter woke a certain 4-year-old menace, and for the next half hour they tiredly coaxed him back into sleep.

Not that they didn't enjoy it.

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I couldn't help but put Happy Bunny quotes in there.

Okay, so I've got a major plot point worked out that'll last for… I don't know, 10 or more chapters? I'm not sure. But after that, I have no idea what's going to happen. So… Chapters are going to come slowly. I just wanted to get this first one out!

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