"Harry!" Lily said with a smile on her lips as she hugged her son tightly. "How are you? I wanted to sit and visit with you for a while, my darling." Lily said sadly as she patted an chair near the fireplace. Harry took a seat, thinking of Hermione and Malfoy as he watched his mother bustle about getting the tea ready. Snape entered the room a few minutes later, shedding his professor's robes.

He was wearing his usual black buttoned shirt and buttoned trousers, very well-tailored at that. He then put his hair back and took a seat at his desk in a corner of the room, eyes avoiding Harry, but studying Lily covertly under the guise of squinting at a newspaper. Harry knew better, he had seen this method used by many a seventh year boy in the library.



"Thank you." Harry whispered as he was handed a cup of tea by Lily. The two spent a quiet moment sipping their cups of tea, enjoying the warmth before Lily spoke ever so quietly in a warm voice.

"Do you have anything you want to know, Harry?"

"No." Harry whispered back, studying the flames dancing in the fire, his mind tumbling with thoughts. "Yes. What happens now... now that you are alive?"

"I plan on continuing my life with Severus. He has given me a precious gift, your life, and Cissa's."

"Cissa?" Harry whispered, his stomach roiling. He didn't think he could take any more bombshells. Lily leaned back, and giggled. Harry finally remembered something she had mentioned about children. "Oh... Cissa, you..." Harry shivered and glanced at Snape, repressing the bile coming up his throat. "I see."



"Does that bother you, Harry?" Lily asked quietly as Snape looked up from his paper, his eyes dark, and nearly narrowing dangerously. Harry knew he had entered dangerous territory with Snape. He took a breath and answered truthfully.

"A bit. I mean, you're supposed to be dead and now, we're one happy family." Harry said, nearly snickering at the thought of Snape mowing the lawn in front of a home in Surrey.

"If anything, Harry, we are not a family as of present. I do not think we will ever be a family." Lily said quietly, looking at Harry. "We did plan to have you part of our family, years ago."

"Peren Severin Snape, right?" Harry whispered, his eyes darkening with slight anger. He couldn't believe that his mother had never loved his father, only loved the greasy bat of the dungeons. He hated Cissa, Snape, Lupin...



Harry got up and abruptly left the room, leaving Lily sitting by the fire, teacup halfway to her mouth. "Foolish boy. Don't worry, Lily." Severus said quietly, watching his wife's eyes fill up with tears as she turned around to face him, her chin trembling slightly. "Ah, Lily.. don't cry, you know I hate that."

"Sev..." Lily managed to choke out, then ran to the bedroom, leaving Severus standing in the middle of the room. Was it just him, or did they just have their first fight? Shaking his head, Severus headed up to see Lupin, to see what he had said to the boy to make him in such a state.

A/N: any suggestions would help me... Sorry about the slow update, also.. spring fever.. g