See? I told you I would continue this story again? yey! So a new chapter ready for you guys. It ignores Halfblood Prince and Deathly Hallows a little. It depence how you look at it really.

I know Sev is really out of character in this one.. Actually in the whole story, but I like him this way. I always thought of Severus as a man with a mask. And behind that mask...

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the new chapter. As always.. Let me know what goes around in those brilliant little heads of yours! Love you all! Enjoy!

The night went perfect. Of course, there were some glares and people who just stared at them but Harry didn't seem to notice. Severus was the perfect gentlemen. He held his hand, opened doors for him and asked him what he wanted instead of just deciding on his own. Harry was afraid Severus only did this to show everyone that he could be a good man. But Severus convinced him otherwise. He really just wanted Harry to have a good time. And Harry did.

They first had dinner in this lovely little place with a very friendly waiter who couldn't stop calling them "cute". Severus grumbled at this but Harry just laughed and thanked the man. They had one plate made especially for them with small dishes on it so they could taste all kinds of things and of course feed each other a couple of times. The waiter just couldn't stop feeding them the best elf made wine they had. Severus on the other hand, couldn't stop glaring t the man. This all was very amusing for Harry.

After dinner they walked under the stars and talked about all kind of things. They shared a laughter but also spoke about serious issues.

"You ever thought this was possible Sev? To be happy after the war?" Harry asked.

Severus hesitated for a moment. "No, I don't think I did. I didn't count on this, on myself."

Harry stared deep in his eyes. "You didn't think you would make it, did you? You thought you would be dead by now."

Suddenly Severus' feet were very interesting to him. He didn't dare to meet Harry's eyes. Yes, it was true. He thought he would be killed in the final battle, if not sooner.

Slowly Severus nodded.

"Neither did I." Harry whispered.

Severus looked at him now. Harry just smiled a sad smile at him.

"You thought Voldemort would kill you?" Severus asked with disbelieve.

"I thought he would, in the end. I thought we would both die. That was the most logic solution to this all. But I was lucky I guess, and made it through," Harry took his hand, "and so did you."

Severus smiled, "Yes, I did."

Harry smiled now too, a real smile this time. "Yeah you better live a long and happy life, or else someone I know wouldn't survive."

"And who is this person Harry?" Severus stepped closer.

"A certain Defends Against the Dark Arts teacher with a lightning bolt on his forehead who has fallen in love with the Potions Master." Harry also stepped closer.

Severus grinned, "Hmm.. doesn't ring a bell. Tell me more about this mysterious professor you speak of."

Harry took one more step so their noses could touch if they wanted to, "well, he is very handsome of course. Smart, funny, attractive…. And about to kiss you right now." Harry finished and captured Severus lips. Severus smiled in the kiss but soon relaxed in the embrace.

They walked back to the castle in comfortable silence when they saw a small group of wizards coming towards them. Harry recognized the group, they were a few years above him. Maybe they were in the same year as the twins. Obviously they were drunk.

When they neared he felt Severus tense. Harry could remember some of their names. There was one Scott Tamerson, Jacob Flynn, Daniel Warold and some other guy whose name he couldn't remember. They were talking rather loud and you could smell the alcohol from far away.

Flynn noticed them and shouted, "Guys! Guys look! It's Potter! Hey Potter how are you doin'?!"

"Shhh, guys it's professor Potter now. Show some respect." said Tamerson with a serious face. But then he burst into laughing and the others joint him.

The unknown guy frowned, "Isn't that Snape who's Potter with?"

All the attention was suddenly at Severus who tried to put his mask into place. He succeeded, but Harry could see right through it.

"Yes it is me mister Barker." Spoke Severus in his terrifying teacher voice. Ah, so his name was Barker. "And if I were you, I would kindly continue your way. But then again, you weren't one of the brightest students I remember."

Warold stepped forward, "You can't threaten us anymore Snape. We're no longer your students so you can't tell us what to do."

"Yeah," Flynn reacted, "and you don't have to stay either Potter. We can show you a lot more fun than the ugly git from the dungeons, that's for sure."

At this Harry grabbed Severus' hand, "No thanks, I'm fine were I am thank you very much." Harry spat.

The four of them started laughing, "Good one Potter," said Tamerson, "really funny." And he grabbed Harry by his arm.

Harry was not pleased by this and he pointed his wand at Tamerson in no time. "I kindly ask you to leave me and my loved alone."

"Your loved?" Flynn said astonished.

Harry was really furious now, "Yes my loved. And I'll not ask again. Leave." He glowed with power. Suddenly the four remembered that this was the man who defeated the darkest lord of our time. A man who you shouldn't mess with. So they did what they were told and started to walk away, and did this in a quite fast manner.

Harry turned to Severus, "Nobody messes with what's mine."

Severus stared at him. Harry was something else. Nobody had ever defended Severus like that. Nobody cared enough to do it, until now. Until Harry. Wait a minute, did Harry just say Severus was his? Severus heart was fluttering at this. Harry could have him as long as he wished.