Last time: Severus kind of through introducing a magical means to adopting him- that he is a wizard to Mikoto and Fugaku. They took the information well. It seems though Fugaku sees some merit in him being a wizard, but what? Also, Petunia and Azreal, the only Slytherin friend of his contacted him through owl. What will be his response?

Now….thanks you guys/gals for reviews and enjoying this story. Also, potion name stilled needed, but good chance I'll used the Latin suggestion. Un-beta... Onward!

Chapter 6: Reunion of a friend

Petunia Evans paced her room; impatiently waiting for an owl to pop up with a letter. How foolish just a few days ago she wouldn't have given a damn, but one Snape boy changed that. It was just a few simple words out that letter, but those words tug her icy cold hearted wall she was putting up.

"Blimey, what in the world... I sent out a response a day or two ago and still.." she paced, paused..." No, wait," Petunia spoke to herself. The creature probably can't find him. I mean he disappeared without my freak sister knowing."

She was about to start pacing again when a tap, tap was heard. Petunia stopped completely and went over to her window slid it open and let the owl fly in. The owl flap its wings and soared into the room landing on her desk with a letter attached to its talon.

Petunia removed the letter, careful of the talons and opened it.

Dear, Petunia

I was surprised you responded back. Yes, we can meet. I'm glad you like the gifts. I had ordered a package to be sent to you; it should arrive soon. It called a communication mirror. I know you aren't comfortable with owls, or have fire call.

Well, wasn't that thoughtful. No, she wasn't particulary fond of owls. No, she prefer them flying naturally- doing the night, not doing the day like the freaks use them. And, what was this fire call? Oh, well, Petunia shrugged best she didn't dwell on it. It was probably something more freaky than owl communication. If that was the case than what were communication mirrors?

A communication mirror is like a telephone, or so I was told. Though many don't use it as they either forget about it, or deemed it to muggle-ish. When it arrives, contact me on a date you would like to meet.

Sincerely,

S.S

Well, now Petunia closed letter. That was some good news something that was more relateable to what she was used to. Content with that she left her room, ignored her parents watching the television and headed to the kitchen were she grabbed a bread and bowl of water. With that she headed back to her room, gave the owl a bread and water.

The owl hoots gently; nibbling on the bread and sip the water before resting.

"So, just wait till mirror arrives," she muttered closing her window. Well, if was going to wait she might as well get her homework done before the easter break truly began. So, with that she sat on her bed reading and working on her homework.

XX...

Azreal sighed. Dang it, did Severus get his letter? He sure hoped so. So, if he hoped so then why in the seven hells was he waiting in the owlery and not his dorm?! One would think he gone mad. Well, of course they would he was the only Slytherin waiting in the owlery for a letter- a letter that might not come.

Dang it, you bloody prat. You could have told me you were leaving.. With another sigh Azreal got up from the owlery and proceeded down the stairs, through the halls and towards the Slytherin dorm. He had to get ready for classes. Not, that he was looking forward to them, it wasn't the same without his friend, Severus. Walking down the hall he spotted Potter and his gang.

Joy.

"Hey! Carrow, walking solo? Snivi hasn't return to school yet?" Potter taunted. "Must, be hiding his little tail. Tell him you see him we going to give him what he deserves."

Sirius Black snorted with laughter.

Peter crackled. "We could give him what he deserves, he a slimey snake too."

"Guys,"Lupin spoke quietly, "We have class to go to. Lets leave Carrow alone."

"Fine, fine, Remus you always ruin the fun," Peter scowled following the two Potter gang leaders.

James turned over his shoulder. "Don't forget to deliver ouw message, Carrow."

Azreal took in a deep breath, he was quiet throughout that whole ordeal, but he was in the mood to hex someone now. How dare that show and his merry goons belittle his friend? Urgh; he took another breath. The only good news is that a fight didn't occur worrying about Severus he couldn't afford detention. Well, more of he wouldn't stoop so low to get detention because of Potter antics. Finally calmed, Azreal started to walk again through the halls and towards his destination.

Finishing up in the dorm and having attended the classes for today, Azreal joined the rest of the Slytherins in the great hall were the rest of the other houses where. Other than Potter geek squad; the day was uneventful. He picked a cup of pumpkin juice, sipped.

"Snape hasn't return," Rosier stated the obvious.

"Of course not, he probably had something happened. You guys give him a break," Taylor Wood said sternly as she joined the table sitting next to another fellow Slytherin, McLuciber.

Rosier tsked; leave it to a girl to ruin their fun.

Azreal placed his cup of pumpkin juice down and slowly picked up his plate of food: bangers and mash, grabbed a slice of sticky toffee pudding with side being vanilla ice cream. That was Hogwarts menu for dinner today. Azreal quietly dug in his meal, eyes darting up briefly watching for an owl.

It wasn't unsurprising when an owl hooted and flew through the great hall. Azreal inwardly cough, that better be from Severus. He wiped off his hands. Bluebell, a Hogwarts owl landed and nib a sausage from his plate; hooting enthusiastically; a letter attached to her talon.

Azreal almost snatched the letter tearing it, but calm himself opening it gently. The owl, Bluebell gave another hoot before taking flight and leaving the great hall.

It read:

I'm alive.

S.S

Now, one would be thrilled to read even just that. But, there was nothing else! And, Azreal Carrow gritted his teeth, clutching the letter in a death grip; knuckles turning white. I'm alive, I'm alive! Is that seriously what he only put? Getting up from is seat with a loud stomp he left the great hall.

Merlin, I'm so freaking pissed. I know I put at least let me know you're alive, but..

Azreal ran a hand through his hair. Getting mad wasn't going to help matters. No, no, he had to look at what really mattered. Yea, what mattered, Severus was alive. Nodding to himself that, that was the big picture he headed to his dorm room. When he enter the SLytherin common room and went to his dorm bed he found a package laying there innocently.

He waltz over and looked at the package.

Apothecary

Samuel Woods

Huh the apothecary? Waving his wand over the package Azreal didn't find anything odd. So, carefully he opened it. First thing he saw was a note.

Severus asked me to order these. Treat with care.

Samuel Woods,

Apothecary for the finer potion needs

Well, alright then. Azreal sighed for the umpteenth time and opened the package- a blue mirror; specifically a blue communication mirror.

He relaxed. It was time to test out the mirror.

Meanwhile; Petunia received the same package. She blinked holding the gray mirror. Opening the instruction- she read the page.

It read:

Activate the communication mirror:

Say your name this identifies who mirror belongs too

Say the names of whom who wish to contact-user on other end must have a mirror as well. Mirror will magically save the names in archive.

To ensure security keep with you at all times and activate a security measure.

Warning: has no detection of imposter-one can use polyjuiice potion, etc. to use your device.

Petunia blinked. Well fire call must have better security if the freaks preferred it over this. And, not to mention using owl, but then owls could get intercepted, or killed by sport lovers, or hunters. Not really caring, Petunia shrugged and placed the tiny booklet in her drawl with the necklace and that letter.

She decided to try the mirror.

Severus woke up, he felt so giddy it was a miracle he managed to stay still as he dressed and joined the family for breakfast. Eating with chopsticks was different, but an eager experience.

Breakfast consisted of: steamed rice, miso soup, grilled fish, egg, tsukimono( Japanese pickles), Kobachi (various vegetables), and a nice cup of green tea. It was quite different form Hogwarts, quite different from convenient store, and very different from the Evans family cooking. It was lightly seasoned and lightly portioned, Severus hesitated picked up his chopsticks.

"Like this soon be little foolish brother," Itachi said amused. "with your pointer finger like so," Itachi took Severus hand balanced the first chopstick on ring finger, placed the the second chopstick between his pointer finger and thumb; however, the second chopsick was balnced on the middle finger. "Now, grasp the second tightly, but bottom one remain somewhat loose. " You use your middle finger and index finger to do most of the work."

Ah. That was easy to follow. Severus tried by picking up small green vegetable. Wasn't that hard. As he kept eating, gradually he picked up how to use the chopsticks.

Mikoto beamed. They were getting along so well and Severus seemed much better. Fugitive grunt though silently approved. The boy was doing better, not to mention an eager learner. That was good, good for when he'll begin training. Soon, breakfast was over with.

Severus stood up, "Chōshoku," Severus struggled, but continued onward, "okasan, arigatō."

Fugaku nodded. Yes a fast and eager learner. Itachi chuckled amused and Mikoto beamed hugging Severus with one arm, smiling.

"Dōitashimashite, Severus."

Severus didn't hesitated, smiled back. That meant he was making progress. And, with that he offered to help Mikoto to which she gladly accepted: doing dishes, cleaning and helping with little Sasuke all the while practicing communication. Fugaku schooled his features as he headed to the police chuckled as he was glad Severus fitting in nicely with his parents.

"You're oozing a good aura," Shusui grinned, amused as he greeted Itachi.

"Well, a lot of good is happening, Shusui."

Shusui Uchiha raised a brow. "Something more awesome than the 4th making goofy eyes at his wife?"

Itachi held in a snort of laughter. That was an amusing sight, Kushina Uzumaki had her husband whipped.

"Better, my friend, better."

Night time approached and Severus phew, plopped on his bed . Today was an amazing day. Who cares if all he did was help his mother, Mikoto? It was something he dreamed of doing with Eileen before she got ill. It was something he desperately wanted once upon a time with that jerk, Tobias. That was all long ago though.

Whoosh!

Severus sat up. Having opened the window before plopping in his bed; Severus waltz over and took the package from the owl's talon. Mr. Woods ordered his mirrors.

Tearing open the package it was indeed a mirror- a black communication mirror. He didn't have many friends to use this with, but he was sure Azreal and Petunia wouldn't mind being the only two for now. There was one major benefit to this type of communication for him: information exchange.

He read the instructions withint he booklet. Once added his name, his two friends and on the last step adding a security measure-no, he digressed he needed something that was powerful to protect the mirror ufrom being misused.

He was about to close the mirror when it beeped.

Severus opened the mirror and stared at it. Within its screen -within bold white lettering were the names: Petunia Evans and Azreal Carrow. Severus paused. What would be the wise choice? He was sure Az would give him an earful. So, with a cough Severus tapped Petunia's name.

Within both screens each face showed up on opposite ends similar to floo network call were a face is show, but unlike it they weren't sticking their heads through a fire place.

"Severus, it worked I take it?"

A nod was her answer.

"Well, that good. I was kind of skeptical of using this, but it works as a regular mirror if I'm not using it to call."

"That one way to put," Severus responded back. "I'm glad you like the gifts, I really appreciate-

Petunia interrupted. " Quite a shock, but as I said in my letter...About meeting.."

Severus thoughtful expression. "Yea, sure. When?"

It was Petunia's turn to look thoughtful. "Friday afternoon. My parents going to pick up my..." her face darken a bit before straightening back to normal. "Pick her up from the station."

Oh, that right. Tomorrow was the break for Easter. It was the first week of April after all. "Sure, any location?" He rather not be seen at the place he once deemed special-the old park not far from Spinner's End.

a moment of silence before Petunia spoke. "Yea, your home be alright?" She rather not be near that park, or in public were her school friends might be. And, her house was out of the question. No! wait, she just suggested to, to, to. To go to a boy's house alone. No, no wait technically he moved, right?

Severus eyes widen. Petunia wanted to meet at his old home! Hang on, he shouldn't be making big deal out of it. They were just going to meet for a bit. He cough, "That fine. What time?"

Petunia sighed. "At noon my parents will leave. So, ill be there then."

Severus nodded, looked sheepish. "Alright, see you then."

They hung up and Severus sighed, running a hand through his hair. His mirror beep again. Coughing, he answered.

"Az, you received your mirror."

Azreal twitched. "Don't Az me. Tsk; I want to meet you now. I'm leaving Hogwarts.. he tossed some floo in the fire place. "Meet me at the apothecary." The line disconnected once he stepped through the floo. "Diagon Alley!" With a little bit of smoke, Azreal was gone from Hogwarts and landed within the fire place that would lead him to Diagon Alley. Now, using floo network through Hogwarts dorms were monitored at certain intervals, but Slughorn wouldn't even bother to put this under violation of rule breaking, or tell Albus Dumbledore. Azreal hoped that was the case anyway as he dusted off and fix his cloak .

Severus blinked, blinked again and stared at the mirror. Then twitched. How in hell was he to get to the apothecary without the use of magic? Well, using apparition was no, no he wasn't seventeen yet, didn't matter if he had lord ring, floo network was out the question no network set up here, flying broom was definitely out the question; heck he can throw that thought out of the window. Flying carpets been banned for years now, Severus twitched again well there was one method: Port key.

Severus glance at the time, placed the communication mirror in pocket and redressed out his pajamas and into some decent clothes; following that he dug in his trunk taking out his wand that was within a the elegant black velvety box. Closing the trunk he pushed it back under the bed. He still had to go trough his things, but shaking his head that would have to wait. Standing on his feet with his wand in his hand he looked around for and object to perform the Prot-key spell on.

Plain. His room was plain, nothing in it yet. Taking out his trunk he placed on Hogwarts robe over his clothes. Then put the trunk back; taking the sleeve of his robe he muttered the port-route charm. Within seconds it activated.

It felt as if a hook grabbed hold of his navel as he wrap and vanished. he stood by the entrance of the apothecary. "Urgh, never again."

Samuel climbing down the stairs from the lab; blinked at hearing a thud. Someone either apparated, or used port-key? That those two, or they were trying to steal something from his shop. He was hoping the latter two oprions. So, it was with great relief he saw Severus on his floor. Port-key it is as the boy isn't yet old enough to learn apparition. "I'd say, quite a nasty landing." After grabbing a nauseas reliever potion he knelt by Severus and handed it to the teen.

Severus mutely nodded and took potion, drinking it down to completely empty. A few seconds later , "Thanks, Sorry for the intrusion."

Samuel waved it off. "No, apologies needed. I'm just glad you contacted me. And, plus you here. Don't mind me asking , but why are you here? It only been a few days since you left."

"I'm here to- The apothecary bell rung indicating someone was entering the shop and both Samuel and Severus turned to the person. It was a Hogwarts student around Severus age Samuel noticed.

"Azreal."

Ah, and a fellow student Severus knew. Well, he let the two be. "I'll get you both some tea." He turned and left the two alone.

Once Samuel was out of ear-shot and sight,it was quiet. Like one could hear the cauldron sizzle from upstairs.

POW!

A solid punch hit Severus square in the face.

Severus held his nose as Azreal drop his fist that were hurting like hell. He never used his fist before. Not, giving Severus anytime to ponder on rather that really just happened Azreal grabbed him by the collar.

"YOU PRAT! NOT A SINGLE LETTER, NOT A SINGLE WORD, NOT EVEN A DAMN GOODBYE!" he shook Severus as a vein throbbed on his forehead; "Do you have any, ANY idea how worried I was?! I searched, searched high and low!"

Severus's eyes began to swirl. "Stop, stop. Don't shake me you, fool. I'm starting to see stars."

Azreal scowled, growled though stopped shaking Severus. " You seeing stars. You're worried about seeing stars! I should greet your damn arse to the damn milky way! well? Say something?!"

"You boys can kiss somewhere else," Samuel couldn't help himself he just had to pick on them. Inwardly, he was laughing, mentally taking this image for good ol' fashion blackmail. He handed the boys each a cup of tea before leaving them alone once again; however, he did hear...

"The only kiss he'll receive is my fist."

Samuel's eyes danced with amusement as he left completely. However, Severus twitch. "I won't receive anything." He scowled, "and, you know why I left. I couldn't take the Potter gang antics anymore."

"Yea, I guessed that." Azreal relaxed, huffed. "So, fill a friend in. Where you staying? Are you sure you ok? you attending another magic school, or learning under a master?" Azreal ran a hand through his hair; "Stuff like that, Sev."

This reunion of friends wasn't what Severus imaged, but it was close and he wouldn't have it any other way. He sipped his tea.

"Well, Az...it like this.."

And, cut! Lol, phew long. I had fun writing it though.

Translation:

Thank you for breakfast, mother

welcome

Until next time.

Pink~