AN: My wonderful readers I bring you another chapter of this, hopefully it will make up for my long gap before and for the long gaps yet to come.

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Throughout the feast none of the students recognized Harry for who he was, although after the staff's failure to do so it wasn't as surprising as it should have been. Aside from the initial impact of the announcement, the rest of the feast went relatively fine, although there was still and underlying buzz of curiosity and speculation running through the students. But soon enough everyone was finished and sent off to bed, after all the students had filtered off the staff soon followed, heading towards their chambers. Severus wrapped an arm around Harry, who was carrying a sleeping Lilleva, and led his family towards their rooms. Once they were inside the couple tucked their daughter into bed and shut the door to her room.

As they both laid in bed Harry rested his head on his husband's shoulder, his hand rubbing gentle circles on Severus' chest. Severus had his arm wrapped around Harry, with his chin resting on Harry's head, both of them reveling in the comfort the contact brought them.

"That went better then I thought it would." Harry admitted.

"Well we still have the rest of the year to deal with, and when the press get wind of this it's sure to make a boom. And despite Minerva's words the students are sure to be as nosy as the teachers will be." Severus countered, gently squeezing Harry's shoulder.

"True. Is it foolish of me to hope this won't seriously affect Soren?" He asked quietly.

"Not foolish to hope, maybe a bit to expect though. But we're here, and can deal with the ramifications as we see fit." Severus soothed. They were quiet for a couple minutes, their thoughts wandering.

"Remember when we first got together?" Harry asked.

"How could I ever forget, love?" Severus replied, running his hand the smaller man, drawing patterns across his skin that only he could see.

**Flashback**

Summer had come and with it Harry had gone with Severus to his home, finally free from the Dursleys' reign. The potion master's home was a small manor of sorts, located somewhere in the English countryside. Apparently the man had another home somewhere in the suburbs but that was strictly for Death Eater uses, while this home was the one he preferred to live in, and despite some dark business happenings at this home, it was a rare occurrence.

The time Harry had spent in this home so far had been some of the best days of his life. The two men were bonding more and more with each passing day since Harry's breakdown in detention, and now the two were inseparably close. While neither divulged it, both had been feeling stirrings of something more between them for months. However both were nervous and held back their affections. Severus didn't want to take advantage, and Harry didn't want to overstep his new found friendship.

At the moment they were both in the library of Snape's home, Harry, doing his summer homework, and Severus, doing some research on emancipation. His goal was to release Harry from the manipulations of Dumbledore, as the old fool was his magical guardian. As Severus turned the page of the old book he scanned the page for anything useful. Gasping at what he found he picked up the book and took it to where Harry was sitting. Leaning over his shoulder he put the book in front of him, pointing to the section the held what they needed.

Hearing Severus gasp, Harry was about to look over to the man, when all of a sudden he was very aware of the chest pressing against his back. Swallowing the breath that would have been hitched, he pointedly stared at the book that had been placed in front of him, trying to will away his arousal.

"Look at this section here, it says all you need is to have an adult represent you and testify against your magical guardian, and that the guardian doesn't need to be informed." Leaning further against the young man's back in his excitement, Severus suddenly realized how close he was to the object of his affection. They both entered a moment of silence when both were very aware of the other. Harry could feel Severus' breath against his cheek, coming out in small hot puffs, while his own breathing had gotten shallow.

Turning his head slightly, Harry was met with Severus' eyes, dilated and half-lidded with arousal. Deciding it was now or never, Harry leaned forward, capturing the older man's lips with his own in a tentative kiss, his eyes sliding shut. Against his better judgment Severus kissed back, letting the feeling overtake him, and wrapping his arms around the younger man.

And with that, their relationship began and led them to the future both deserved with the people that would bring them all the happiness in the world.