This is literally coming off the top of my head. But reviews are welcome- feedback would be very helpful.


He hurtled down the slopes of the grounds in the dead of night and to the gates flanked by two large boars. They opened upon his approach, not delaying him. Once outside, he apparated to the boundaries of The Burrow, where he could hear her blood-curdling screams. Stumbling over himself in his haste to reach her, he sprinted towards the front door, wand in hand. There was shouting and screaming from the inside, numerous crashes and smashing could be heard. He blasted the front door from its hinges and passed Harry, Ron, Mr Weasley, Sirius, Dumbledore and Lupin, who were dotted around the kitchen, in a large black blur. They looked up after him, Sirius picking himself up from the floor in which he had been knocked onto by Severus. All they could see of him was the hem of his robes flicking round the corner, and hear him bounding up the stairs.

He stopped on the first landing, panting. He was on the wrong floor, he could hear her screams and the smashing above him. Again, he bounded up to the next landing, pulling himself up four steps at a time with the bannister. There was no mistake where she was now; the door to his right was lightly askew and he could see the shadows of many items hitting the walls and smashing to the ground. He ran to it, throwing it open. The sight inside was one to behold; Molly was running around frantically with a bowl of warm water and towels while Minerva rushed towards him, trying to remove him from the room. She was batting him with her hands screeching at him to get out, but he didn't move.

And there she was, hair wild and sweat coating her skin, sitting in the middle of a large four poster with Ginny mopping her brow and holding her hand, trying to comfort her. Tears were streaming down her face as she cried out. Her eyes fell on him standing at the door, everything seemed to stop. His face lit up as in slow motion he approached her. She called to him, reached out her hand, beckoning him to hold her. Then she screamed.

"YOU BLOODY BIG-NOSED BASTARD!" Luckily, she had ran out of objects to throw. "Look what you've done to me! ARSEHOLE!"

"I told you not to come in!" Screeched Minerva. Severus wasn't listening, he was in awe. His mouth was wide open, he slowly approached her, his ears buzzing from her screams. He sat on the bed, facing her and captured her hand that flew towards him, never taking his eyes from her own. She sobbed, pleading with him to get it out of her.

With one last blood-curdling scream Severus felt the knuckles in his hand pop out of place. He yelped in pain, her hand crushing his.

"ITS A BOY! ITS A BOY!" Squealed Ginny over Hermione's whimpering. Molly slowly raised the crying baby wrapped in a towel and placed him on Hermione's chest. His tiny fists flew wildly as Severus looked down upon his newborn son. His eyes opened and closed, blinking. They were the darkest of blues, like all baby's are when they first see the world. He had a head of thick jet black hair, just like his Father had when he was born. The men from downstairs were standing at the door. Dumbledore clapped Severus on the back. They gave them a moment on their own on the bed, holding their son. Molly was crying tears of happiness.

For the first time in his life, Severus shed a happy tear. He was surrounded by friends, his love Hermione, and their newborn son. For the first time in his life, he had a real family.

And then he woke up, alone in his four poster, shaking in a cold sweat. He didn't take his dreamless sleep potion.


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