So, I'm really sorry for not being regular in updating. Hopefully now I'll be more regular. This Coronavirus shit is really something huh.

At 6am, Minerva is alerted to a shrill noise. She wakes up and rushes to Harry's room to find him crying. Somehow he had managed to get tangled up in his blankets and hit his head in the railing of his cot. Minerva picks him up and comforts him. Eventually Harry calms down and she gives him a bath and changes his clothes before setting him down in his playpen.

She then herself freshens up and calls up a house elf to bring up some tea and biscuits for her. She opens the Daily Prophet and enjoys half an hour of silence before Harry again starts to cry.

"There, there Harry." Minerva picks him up and starts rocking him from side to side. "Shhh. Calm down boy. What on earth is the matter?"

There's a shrill knock at the door and she goes to open it, with Harry in her arms. Severus stands on the other side of the door. Harry suddenly quiets down and starts leaning towards Severus.

"Oh careful, you're going to fall out."

"Nape."

"What did you just say boy? It's Snape. Not Nape!"

"Severus, calm down. He's too little to be able to properly speak. Here, take him. He's being fussy for some reason and I have some business to attend to today."

"Minerva I have things to do. I don't have time to handle little brats."

"Severus, drop the act. We both know you love the 'little brat' too. Now please take him and take him to the great hall for breakfast. I'll take him from you in about five hours. You can take him to Albus' office and Hagrid will take him after lunch anyway."

"Alright, fine. I'll take him."

"Here's his bag. Now you be good to you Uncle Severus, alright kid? Or Mama will be very unhappy with you."

"I swear you're a pain in my neck Minerva."

"Oh quit fake scowling Severus."

"Alright, I'm going."

Severus takes a happily cooing baby towards the great hall and Harry points down to the floor.

"You want to be set down? No. It's dirty and full of germs. You're going to sit with me on the chairs."

"Severus, he's a little kid. He's going to toddle around. Set him down."

"But germs Albus! He might get sick. Or an infection."

"Severus. It's alright. This is what kids do. Set him down. We'll clean him up afterwards."

"Come. We'll have breakfast." Albus leads him to the table.

Harry looks up for a second. Then he gives a loud shout and when everyone turns to look at him, he lets out a giggle. and suddenly toddles at a very fast speed towards Severus. Severus bends down to pick him up but Harry zooms past him towards the head table. Once there, he asks a smiling Sprout to pick him up and settles down in her lap when she starts to feed him curd from her plate.

"Brat." Severus says, smiling a little. "come on Albus. I'm starving."

After breakfast, Harry accompanies Albus and Severus to the ground.

"So how are you holding up Severus?"

After a moment, Severus looks at Albus, "It's hard Albus. I really miss her and not to mention the guilt I feel."

"Severus, you need to let go of the guilt. We all need to take care of Harry and if we feel guilty, we'll mess it up."

"What do you have to feel guilty for Albus? I'm the one who sold the Potters out to Voldemort."

"No Severus, it was Peter."

"But if Voldemort didn't know about the Prophecy, then he wouldn't have gone after them."

"Severus, there's no use dwelling on what ifs and I do have plenty to feel guilty of. I was the one who couldn't identify the traitor. And I doubted Sirius. Poor boy. He's in Azkaban because of me."

"The mutt deserves it."

"No Severus. It was the result of the Black family madness that caused Sirius to take such a stupid step. I believe you've met his sister Bellatrix? Whilst he did escape much of it, the Black family madness is a curse that none can escape from. It does show up atleast once in every Black. You must learn to let go of grudges my boy. Holding grudges is what made Voldemort what he is now."

"I'll try Albus. I'll try. But for now, my focus is on this little boy. Lily's child. James' too. I'll do my best to give him the best I can."

"That's the spirit my boy. Now let's take him to Hagrid."

Hagrid excitedly takes Harry and starts bouncing him before telling him stories about dragons.

"Albus. I think we should Child proof Hagrid. I don't want Harry asking for dragons when he grows up."

"Oh Severus." Albus laughs. "I think its safe to assume that Minerva won't let him keep dragons."

"Oops. I'd forgotten he's Minerva's charge now. I almost feel sorry for the little guy."

"Well, I guess we can spoil him then."

"Yeah, we'll pick up the slack."

Laughing, they both join in with Hagrid in telling Weird stories to Harry and this is how, hours later, Minerva finds them, sitting in the middle of the quidditch pitch and laughing like maniacs.

"Kids." She shakes her head and decides to leave them be. They'll bring him in eventually anyway. She might as well get her work done.

Raising kids sure is a handful.