Author's Note: Hello. My name is Saige but you can call me CreepyProxy123. I've wanted to start on this story for a while now, being a big fan of Harry Potter and Fanfiction, this was bound to happen. :) This is a Slytherin Harry fanfic, plus I've changed a bunch of other stuff as well. There are also a lot of O.C's in the story. (That means Original Characters).

Warning: There are some gay, bi, and asexual characters. I hate that I have to warn people about this but some people are stupid. If you don't like reading stuff like that then go away. Hate will not be tolerated. Enjoy, review, and favorite.

Chapter 1

August 1, 1980

"Severus Acheron Prince! You better let me in this bloody door so I can see my precious grandsons! Severus, do you understand me?" Mother's loud raps against the guest bedroom door echoed throughout the room to every corner.

"That blasted woman is going to wake up the children if she isn't stopped."

"Sev, she's just excited to see her grandchildren. The poor woman doesn't have any other family but us. Our little ones are quite the charmers, she'll love them." Lily looked toward the cradle that I was gently rocking back and forth. I could see the longing to hold our newborns in her emerald green eyes.

"Lily they're asleep and you need to rest."

"Alohomora"

Eileen's raspy voice could be hear from outside the door, casting an unlocking spell. Mother walked in and closed the door gently behind her, like she wasn't just about to break it down. Her black median length hair was tied back in a tight bun, which smoothed back some of the many wrinkles on her pale face. She walked toward the right side of the room were me and the newly born babies where. She gave Lily a small smile but her focus was on her new family that she so longingly wanted to meet.

"Mother we should really let them sleep, you can see them as soon as they wake up, I promise." I whispered.

"Nonsense Severus." She swatted my hands away from the cradle I gently rocked and peeked in to see the small, sleeping forms.

Her black eyes, usually hard and emotionless, filled with shine and excitement. Her right hand came up and covered her mouth in a gasp while her left hand touched the soft, light yellow blanket.

"Their beautiful angels."

Two sleeping babies rested in comfortable positions, one had fire red hair like his mother Lily and the other had a messy nest of jet black like his father.

"Two precious baby boys they are. What are their names? Surely with Lily being their mother they have at least one competent parent to give them good names."

"Mother."

"Oh Sev, she's just kidding." Lily giggled in her hand.

I moved over to mother's side to get a better look at them. In the small amount of time they've been here, I couldn't imagine loving them more than I already do. I gently ran my hand through his red hair silently hoping they would look like their beautiful mother and not have my horrid genetics.

The movement caused a bit of a ruckus because he stretched and yawned but didn't fully wake up. He settled down and rested on his side. Can't say the same for the other little one. His eyes opened for the first time, not having been born for more than a day and sleeping most of the time.

"Oh my, Lily, he has your lovely green eyes." I said, getting Lily's attention even more.

"Please Sev, help me up so I can see them."

I walked over and carefully picked her up, bridal style. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her porcelain fingers threaded through my medium black hair on instinct. She gave me a warm smile showing off her dimples. I walked back over and stood by the side, this time for more room.

"He's beautiful, aren't you my little Harry." Lily smiled and placed her hand over Sev's heart, feeling comfort in looking at her sons and having the steady, warm pause of her husband's heart beat under her fingertips.

"Harry? That's more of a muggle name isn't it? He should have a strong wizards name to define his pureblood status."

"No mother, that's more of a nickname. His name is Harrison, Harrison Zantedeschia Aethiopica Slytherin. Harrison is a strong formal name and Lily loved the nickname Harry, so it stuck. Zantedeschia Aethiopica roughly translates to "Green Lily."

"What about his last name, do you hate that you share the same last name as me instead of your bastard father that you rather him have Lily's? Not that your's isn't a powerful name Lily dear but I can't be but a little insulted."

"Oh I wouldn't do anything to offend you Eileen. Sev and I just decided that it would be best if little Harry here took my last name considering I was the last heiress of my bloodline, believe me I checked everything. My adoption records and family history say all my family is dead now, I'm the last one besides the Riddle family line, and that's very distant."

"Mother, I think it's a pretty good plan, Leosorell will carry on the Prince's family name with pride, doesn't you worry. With Harry's last name being Slytherin, no one will want to cross him, same goes for Leo."

"What's my crimson king's full name?" She said while fixing his wrinkled blanket.

"Leosorell Lilium Philadelphicum Prince, it's a mouthful but it's a powerful name. His first name is a combination of two, Leo meaning lion and Sorell meaning red. Lilium Philadelphicum is a Red Lily flower."

"Well, they have meaningful names that for sure, just don't expect them to recite all of that everytime someone asks their names." She shook her head while letting out a light chuckle.

"I wouldn't worry too much about that, they'll be strong minded like their father."

"And strong in body like their mother." I replied back, caressing her rosy cheek.

"Merlin strike me down if I'll let any members of the noble family of Prince be raised as weaklings." Eileen Prince stated with such seriousness your couldn't not believe it was true.

"Mother you know we're leaving in a week right?"

"Oh no you are not!"

Mother, we are grown adults. We can take care of Harrison and Leo ourselves." I assured her.

"But you can visit as much as you would like Eileen." Lily added to make the lonely old lady feel a little bit better.

"Lily, you were always my favorite." Eileen looked back at Harrison who was awake and Leo who was somewhat asleep but would twitch occasionally with all the noise in the room. "You would like that wouldn't you Harrison. Don't you fuss your little head about your father's worry lines, they've always been there, it's not just me." Eileen poke Harry's little nose with a boney finger which lead him to burst into little baby giggles. Then Leo woke up…

How did Severus get the suspicion that one of his boys would have a fussy attitude, and Leosorell was surely showing signs of it with his puckering lower lip, along with his balled up fist. Even with Harry and Leo's different reactions and noises he couldn't think of living any other way.

His days with the bullies, saving Lily from an abusive James, long nights of studying in hopes of running a potions shop in Diagon Alley, and getting married to the love of his life/best friend all led up to this. A happy life with his family, and he wouldn't change it for all the power in the world.

Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed it. I'm working on chapter 2. Hint: You might get to met a loveable little blonde soon! :)