Severus was not feeling alright. He felt like he had died and revived and died and revived again, by some bloody higher up who was still holding some of the shit he had done at last time, life?whatever over his head.

And fuck! Every now and then, some sodding dunderhead would come and talk and talk and talk... he did not understand what they said or was trying to say, he would feel quite happy if they would just shut the hell up.

He was confused, and still did not know how he died this time.

So when he finally felt strong enough to open his eyes, he was overwhelmed by the reaction he received.

He felt a handful of hair in his mouth. And a strong wave of lemons hit him.

There was no way the hair was from some ones head, as the guy was hugging him.He knew no one with long beard and a strong urge to suck lemons...

How the fuck? Was he dead again? And his companion was Albus sodding Dombledore? Was God so cruel? He was a deatheater yes, but he had DEFLECTED!

Minerva was present too, it seemed. Was afterlife a Shitty Hogwart's model too?

:Albus bloody Dombledore you are suffocating the kid, get your arse over here and let the boy breathe...

:but Minerva, He has a Phoenix Chic! I want to know how he bonded with it (Minerva glread, hard, albus gulped and continued)...eh...And he has been unconscious for so long and without his parents...he must feel lonly!

:Albus, right now!

Albus removed himself, and Severus closed his eyes again, if it was his personal hell, there would be a Potter brat nearby, and he did not feel the need to encounter that meeting, thank you very much.

He was so glad when he fell sleep.

Next time He awakened, he met a nice healer, who explained he had spend the last week unconscious. And there was a gaggel of people wanting to meet him.

He asked why?

And was handed down the Prophet, while reading the section telling about his accident and other shit , he wondered if he could tranfigure that Skeeter to a toilet brush, and leave her in a muggle hospital to be used for washing too shitty toilet seats.

At last, he decided Against it, it would violate the right of noble Tiolet brushes somehow, he was sure.

When he opened his eyes at the 8th day, there were three people present.

They did not notice him being awake.

A woman and two men, one of them standing near the woman. One man young, another too old.

So the pair were mostly related, he assumed. Also they were too close to each other, and not alike at all, so possibly man and wife.

Another was too alike Amelia(as he started to call her because he thought of her as quite a friend), and was older than her, by a few years.

As her parents were both long gone, it was her brother.

So lord Bones, neutral family of Wizengamot.

As he had saved both Frank and Amelia, the other pair were Frank's parents, lord and Lady Longbottom, a powerful light family.

They were here for him.

He sat upright, as much as it was hard for him, he needed a good first impression.

:m'Lords, m'Lady. Do please forgive my tardiness. Prince Snape, I shall greet thee with open arms. May your life be as pleasant as you desire it to be.

And he bowed his head, as much as he was able to.

:I shall greet thee in return, Young Mister Prince Snape with open arms, May your knowledge grow with time, and your friend as loyal as you are to them.

Lord Bones noded his head too: I greet thee, young Mister Prince Snape, May your life be as joyful as you desire it.

Lady Longbottom rolled her eyes: enough with my lord and my lady's, this young boy is as intelligent, courageous and noble as we were made to believe, without all the useless things we do. As much as I like our old customs, you men should know better than to bore him, and make him tired by your speeches, he has been in bed for a week for Morgana's sack!

She then come closer and hugged him.

(How the fuck in less than 24 hours he was hugged by two old guys he never thought it was possible for himself to be hugged, fucking sodding Albus Dombledore, the last Mugwump , and Lady Longbottom, the mugwump after him? Did he do sth to offend some sodding deity?)

"I am so so happy that you made friends with my Frank, you are the best thing happened on earth since sliced bread and I will never want to see you in pain"

Then she summoned a bowl of soup "I know they feed you that awful draught and useless vegi soups this is gin sing with meat, and I cooked it myself"

Severus was so shocked that he was being fed, HE WAS BEING FED, like a bloody child that he swallowed first spoon.

He wanted to take it and shove it...eh ..no May be..not shove any thing...just eat it himself, but his hands shook and he was as weak as a newborn foal. So he petlantly accepted it.

(He heard that his scowl was so cute and his petulant behavior made those two clowns who called themselves male tell most embrassing story's about their kids and their petulant scowls, he was sure he was red upto his ears, but there was no way he could reject Lady Longbottom, he had never been treated like this, fed like this when he was sick, and if it was happening just this time for once in his miserable life, as much as it made him blush in shame, he would tresure this small act of kindness)

He was quite sleepy after the wonderful soup.

When lord Longbottom and Lord Bones suddenly kneeled beside his bed.

He was alarmed. What the heck?

Then they both took one of his hands:

Lord Longbottom went first:

Severus Tobias Prince Snape, from this day, till the end of our line, my family will be your ally, your hand , your wand and your refuge, we will be eternal friends, and we shall help you and yours by magic, by life and by blood, so moot it be.

Then Lord Bones:

Severus Tobias Prince Snape, from this day, till the end of our line, my family will be your ally, your hand , your wand and your refuge, we will be eternal friends, and we shall help you and yours by magic, by life and by blood, so moot it be.

He was shocked speechless, he had two sodding eternal friends, which even he did not fully know what was that, but he was sure it was something. Because even Black had not sweared anything like that to Potter. If he had, he would have been obligated to go and save Harry instead of going for Pettigrew, and he could not endanger him in third year.

So when lord Longbottom patted his head, and lord Bones kissed his forehead, he made no sound.

He went to sleep, wondering why there were not any pigs flying or the sky did not fall apart.