Be prepared to see this story become somewhat rated M. In the future chapters to come there will be a lot more...detailed scenes (but not too detailed), also that there will be more Snape/Harry family going on.

Thanks for reading and have an amazing Easter!

The Golden Trio was shocked as Celosia straddled Severus, the sounds of snogging filling the air. Hermione had a hand over her mouth and they all thought the same thing. Severus' wounds were healed but not fully, and with how hard Celosia had tackled him they didn't know if they would reopen in the slightest. The potions in him would probably have some sort of affect as well.

Soft, quiet moans escaped both of their mouths and they saw Celosia's arms wrap softly around his neck, his arm wrapping around her back as the other went up to her hair, grasping it. Relief poured into the Trio again as they saw that he seemed to be physically fine.

A slightly loud moan escaped Celosia's lips and Harry clapped his hands together, making the couple stop. "Okay!" The boy exclaimed. "Let's keep it all minor-friendly in here. Really Auntie Cel, you should get off him. I told you about his wound and the potions."

"I'm being careful." Celosia huffed, getting off Severus lightly. She sat on the side of his bed, holding his hands in hers with a smile. "I'm glad you're alright."

"I'm glad you are as well." Severus admitted, looking into the green eyes that seemed to brighten up just by his presence. "I apologize for what I've done to you. I had no choice."

"Oh hush." She smirked, rolling her eyes at his attempt of an apology. "I gathered that; you just wanted me to avoid having to battle at all costs."

Harry had an impressed look on his face; one that screamed out that Celosia was the calmest she had ever been in the last year. Her personality was back just at the sight of Severus and Harry felt relieved that he didn't have to deal with a paranoid and emotionally unstable aunt. "Did I hit your wound?" Celosia asked softly.

"No, not at all." Severus answered, not even looking towards his bandaged shoulder, which everyone seemed to be looking at. "So really the look of shock and worry on all three of your faces were not needed."

"How did you know-" Ron began.

"Oh please Ronald, he knows practically everything." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"I'm quite flattered by that compliment, Miss Granger." Severus said in a tone that seemed like he was getting back into his usual teacher mood when around the three wizards. He raised an eyebrow and smirked slightly like how he usually did in classes. "Now I do believe my wounds are hardly wounds anymore?"

"Pretty much." Harry nodded. "You'll still need to be careful though."

"I can handle that, Potter." Severus said and made a move to stand, in which Celosia gripped his hands to make him stop, Harry and Hermione letting out protests. "What now?"

"Remember what I said about the potions?" Harry reminded. "If you stand, you might as well fall down the stairs and reopen your…cuts."

"Just call them wounds, I get that they can reopen." Severus rolled his eyes and shifted so he became more comfortable in the bed again. "You can let go, I'm not going anywhere."

Celosia released her grip, but kept her hands placed lightly on his. All the worry that was bottled up inside her for almost ten months immediately diminished once she saw how casual Severus was being. He was back to his usual stubborn, professor-like, Slytherin mysterious self, just like she remembered him as.

"Are the three of you planning to go back to your lives anytime soon?" Severus broke the silence and Harry had to repress the urge to roll his eyes, Celosia going right ahead and doing the action. Severus always had a way of saying 'get the fuck out' while trying to sound civil.

"Severus." Celosia warned softly. "Harry's welcome here just as much as you are, you know that."

"Yes well, I do believe Grimmauld Place and Godric's Hollow will be safe for him now." Severus replied.

"Actually we have to stay here." Hermione spoke up. "It hasn't been that long since Voldemort's defeat. The Death Eaters who weren't killed in the war are still out there and after Harry, in addition to you as well."

"Why ever would they figure out that I was always against the Dark Lord?" Severus' brows furrowed in slight frustration.

"Word gets out fast." Harry muttered. "And I gave Voldemort a talk about the truth he never knew about and students and Death Eaters were all around. They fled immediately after Voldemort was vanquished."

"Nice work again, Potter, I must say." Severus let out a sigh through his lips. He never knew that after Voldemort's defeat he would still be wanted dead by his former fellow Death Eaters. The danger wasn't really gone. There was damage everywhere, the Death Eaters wouldn't be all rounded up and put into Azkaban that easily. "I take it Lestrange is the one who is the most upset on this result?"

"Bellatrix is dead." Hermione said with a smile. "Mrs. Weasley did it." She tilted her head towards Ron, who broke out in a proud grin.

"About time that bitch had it coming to her." Severus muttered. "I take it I will be staying here?"

"Of course you will be, even if Death Eaters weren't trying to get to you." Celosia said in a soft tone. "Harry told you why he wanted to save you."

"And I cannot do much but admit I feel mutual." Severus said, looking into her eyes. "This is what we have been waiting for after all."

"Indeed." Celosia grinned.

Harry chuckled, smiling at her aunt and his professor, who could just be his future uncle. This thought made Harry feel apprehensive but also warm inside. Snape had spent six years hating Harry and nothing but mutual dislike and foul attitude was exchanged between the two. The revelation of Severus' true intentions however, and how much he and Celosia had a bond, was enough to make Harry forget about their bitter years. Severus had done everything in his power to protect Harry, Lily and Celosia. There was no way he could thank the man for that.

Severus had cared for Lily and Celosia so much; of course he would care for Harry too, right? A lump began to form slightly in the boy's throat as he gulped down, a crooked smile on his lips. Of course Severus didn't care for Petunia at all and he didn't blame her- however she was still an Evans. Severus loved that entire family, except Petunia. Would Harry be excluded the same way? He was James' offspring as well, and he knew Severus and James hated each other with a fiery passion.

Doubts and questions seemed to swim into Harry's mind before he tried to rid of them. Why did he care so much? It wasn't like he was going to live with Celosia for the rest of his life now. He was seventeen; all he had to do was finish up on all the seventh year work he missed on, where he would remain in Celosia's house, and then after exams he would be out getting a job. It wouldn't be too hard to land a job as an Auror, seeing as he was The Boy Who Lived And Killed The Shit Out Of Voldemort. But Severus would still be in his presence more than he'd ever been and Harry couldn't help but feel he had to get the man's acceptance. Perhaps even his love?

At that last thought Harry physically shook his head, Hermione and Ron staring at him quizzically. Celosia looked up, a smile gracing her lips. "Did you make some lunch?"

"Uh yeah, Ron was finished a bit before Hermione called." Harry said, returning fully to the situation at hand. Severus moved his loving gaze from Celosia onto Harry, the look in his eyes changing immediately. It surely wasn't love but it wasn't the usual hatred glare he was used to. The mere thought of it again made Harry wipe a hand at his forehead, lightly touching his scar. Thank Merlin it wouldn't bother him again.

"I think Severus could use some food, as could I." Celosia said calmly, not at all noticing Harry's strange and sudden behaviour. "Conjure up a table and some chairs, we can all eat in here."

"Alright then." Ron said with a slight question in his voice, making his way towards the door with Hermione at his heels, the two slipping out of the room.

"You'll have to get used to cooking again." Harry said once his two friends were making their way down the stairs. "Once I'm out of here and Professor Snape is back on his feet, I won't be here for you to rely on for food."

"Harry!" Celosia suddenly whined, Severus raising a brow in confusion. Was she seriously whining his name all of a sudden? All the boy said was that he was going to move out soon. Good for him too, Severus wanted to ravish Celosia whenever he wanted without the need to be cautious that her seventeen year old nephew was also living in the home.

"Aunt Celly!" Harry said in the same whining voice. A grin broke out on his face afterwards. "Come on, I need to have a life too."

"We agreed you would live here until you finished your seventh year properly!" Celosia exclaimed, her voice still sounding like she was a five year old child complaining about a Christmas present she dearly wanted. "And you know you can't go back to Hogwarts, there's hardly anything left! You're going to be living with a smart-ass Ravenclaw and a Potions Master!"

Those last words made thoughts drift into Harry's mind again before he quickly pushed them away. "You told me you couldn't teach at all!"

"Yeah well I can learn!" Celosia exclaimed. "Don't leave me already!"

Harry sighed, and Severus could tell that he knew something that Severus himself, hell even Celosia, didn't know. He would have to ask about this later. "Fine, fine, I'll stay here for a year until I've officially graduated Hogwarts." Harry insisted. "If that's what you call it in this world anyways. But once I get a job, I'm out of here."

"Good, but you're staying for at least a year." Celosia repeated in a warning tone, all sense of her previous whining gone. Severus found this very curious but didn't press into the matter just yet. "Mmm, did Ron make some stew? It smells amazing."

"Celosia, do you mind getting me a change of clothes?" Severus asked. "I do believe I am well enough to stand up and walk to a chair mere inches from me just so I can eat a proper meal?"

"Not just yet." Celosia said, smiling down at him. "You're a Potions Master, I'm sure you know the side-effects of overdosing on certain potions, especially a high range of them."

"What exactly did you dose me with?" Severus raised a brow.

"Everything associated with headaches, pain relievers, blood restoratives, dreamless sleep, painless sleep, body nourishments, vitamin restoratives, things like that." Celosia listed effortlessly, making Severus visibly wince.

"So many?" He asked.

"Not to mention the amount we needed to get the venom out of your system." Harry spoke up, in which Hermione and Ron were walking in, plates, utensils and trays of food floating behind them. Hermione had a shrunken table in her hand, and brought it to full size, along with the chairs, and set them inside the room. "That took quite a while, that did. I'd been awake for almost two days."

"You were concerned?" Severus raised a brow and Harry nodded, not making eye contact with the man as he helped his friends set the food on the wooden table. "Now Celosia, those clothes, please?"

"I think you can wait to change, can't you?" Celosia grinned, inhaling deeply as the smell of chicken, soup and many appetizers and desserts filled her senses. "Mmm, that's amazing. I'll get you a plate, you shouldn't move just yet so just eat in bed. It's like a bed in breakfast, ya know? Oh no, you wouldn't, it's a Muggle thing, right."

She stood up from her rambling, heading to the table and grabbing two plates, dumping food on them and some of the stew in two bowls, Harry pulling out the chairs evenly. Severus' eyes didn't leave the boy, watching as he set forks down on each table side.

Harry looked up, his eyes meeting Severus' and in that moment he saw true gratitude and caring in his Potion Master's black orbs. He was surprised at this but gave Severus a slight smile before looking away again.