Warning to all of you that things are starting to get a little heated, so rated M to be safe. ;)

A screeching sound from outside made Severus look up from his spot at the kitchen table. The mug of coffee in his hands was completely forgotten as he rose to his feet, striding quickly towards the front door.

"Bloody hell, Harry!" Celosia exclaimed, slamming the door shut with the back of her heel. "You can't just speed into the driveway like that. There's gravel there and-"

"Yeah I know, I forgot." The boy shrugged, taking the keys in his fingers and twirling them around.

"You just forgot." Celosia frowned, taking the keys from her nephew. "You can't just forget, and speeding doesn't fix everything either!"

"I had protection spells around!" Harry exclaimed.

"Like what?" Severus asked from his spot at the door, making both Celosia and Harry turn towards him.

"Oh, Professor, I didn't know you were there." Harry said in a calm tone. "Well the basics obviously, er…"

"Just the basics, Potter?" Severus raised a brow. "I do believe your little 'extra curricular', as you've called it has taken over a lot of your time. Too much, in fact, that you are falling behind in your lessons."

"I am not." Harry pouted, Celosia shaking her head and pushing Severus out of her way to get into the house. "Just Charms, and we haven't even gone over that. Plus Celosia happens to be a great driving instructor."

"Oh, hear that, Sevvie?" Celosia smirked from inside. "I'm a great instructor."

"At things only Muggles would find useful." The man sneered and stepped into the home as well, Harry a few steps behind as he shut the door. "Operating Muggle vehicles will not help Mr. Potter in-"

"-graduating top of his class and becoming an Auror." Celosia finished for him, rolling her eyes. "I know. But we've been through this many times, Severus. There's nothing wrong with him learning a little skill."

"You just want to bathe in the sunlight of being praised at teaching something successful for once."

"Perhaps." The woman smiled, turning on her heel and heading into the kitchen. Harry watched as she walked away and then headed towards the stairs.

"I expect you to give me a list of protective charms year six to seven levelled next time you go out." Severus interrupted, making Harry raise his eyebrows in surprise. Was the man really agreeing to letting him continue on his 'extra-curricular'? "It must include what it does and at least three examples on how it could save you if ever you failed to properly operate your Muggle transportation device."

"It's called a car, Professor." Harry rolled his eyes, thankful that the man couldn't see the action. "No need to put the word 'Muggle' in front of it every time."

"But that is what it is." Severus merely said and Harry sighed, walking up the stairs and out of sight.

"You need to focus more on Herbology, Sev." Celosia warned as she stood in the kitchen, mixing around a wooden spoon in a pot of thick, creamy soup. "It's tightly close to Potions, I'm surprise you haven't gone over it as much."

"The boy needs to focus on his Charms and Defense, as well as his Potions. Especially with you teaching him how to…drive." Severus sneered out the word. "If you want me to focus more on Herbology, simply stop letting the boy learn to do such a thing."

"The boy is now a man, thank you." Celosia corrected. "And nice try but you aren't going to make me stop giving him lessons. If he wants to learn it, I'll let him."

"Surely you believe his Hogwarts education is more important."

"Severus," Celosia turned to him, her green eyes attaching to his brown ones immediately. "You aren't going to change my mind. Drop it."

The Potions Master stared at her in complete silence, his facial expression set in a blank look. The two stayed still like statues, the only sounds coming from the boiling pot behind Celosia.

Once she figured that he would listen, Celosia broke out into a smile, turning her attention back to the food. "Care to explain why you are preparing a dish without a wand?" Severus questioned.

"Not everything should be used with magic, Severus." Celosia grinned, tipping in a bit of salt from a shaker into the boiling pot in front of her, the steam rising to blur her vision slightly. "Taking all the shortcuts in life doesn't really help you live it to the fullest, now does it?"

"It saves time so you can have more of it to live your life with."

"You mean more time to use more magic?"

Severus shook his head, leaving the argument and rising from the table. "I'm going to find Potter, let him know to get his Herbology texts ready for tomorrow."

Celosia smirked as Severus walked up the stairs. Usually it took him at least ten minutes to find the boy, but now Severus knew the first place to look. He had made a note of all the rooms he had previously found the boy in and the attic seemed to be the one place he was these days.

Harry sat in the middle of the small, dusty room, legs crossed as an old beaten up journal lay in his lap. He had found the item in a trunk that was filled of his grandparent's old things. Among the belongings inside were several pictures and old letters that were exchanged between all three Evans sisters and their parents.

Harry scanned over the very long letter he had found five minutes ago, his fist underneath his chin as he read it carefully. There were many letters but only a handful caught his attention, this one being one of them.

Dear Nia;

I know I haven't been home lately. Job hunting takes a lot out of me. I can't be a clothing tailor for the rest of my life. You probably got the invitation soon, or you will shortly after receiving this letter, but Lily and James are getting married! He proposed to her on the night of their anniversary since they've been dating. She told me the stories already and she'll probably do the same to you in her letter included with the wedding invitation, but he did it after the two had dinner under the moonlight. Quite romantic really.

Remember when mum and dad told us about how he proposed to her? James pretty much ripped it off. He invited her to dinner, they did some fun things together (not the dirty kind, mind you)- Harry smirked at how subtle Celosia tried to disguise that "fun things together" were actually magic-related –and then he got down and popped the question.

Do you think that's how Vernon is going to propose to you, Nia? I hope to everything that is good that I will never get proposed to like that. I don't want something private. I wouldn't mind a proposal in the middle of a crowd full of strangers, or a restaurant packed with people I don't know. I want my fiancée to surprise me and share our relationship with everyone. I want the world to know that at that moment, he chooses me and is committed by kneeling down and revealing the most beautiful ring to me that I have ever seen.

I'm not sure if Andre will propose to me like that, or if he'll propose to me at all. We're going pretty strong, but not as strong as Lily and James, or you and Vernon. He isn't the type of person to drop down on one knee in public when I least expect it. I know that if he ever did propose to me, he'd make it obvious with plenty of hints and foreshadowing. That's not my ideal proposal.

But then again, who am I to tell a man how to propose to me? It makes me sound like a snooty little bitch, don't you think? I'll be grateful if I ever get a proposal. I sort of take pity on whoever believes that he is man enough to handle how outrageous I am.

I hope everything is well with you, and don't judge James or Lily. They're happy with each other, as two human beings of this Earth. I'll be expecting a wedding invitation from you and Vernon very soon, Nia.

Lots of Love; Sia.

Severus stood at his spot from the door, watching Harry fold up an old piece of parchment. The writing on the surface was small and in an elegant script, one that he recognized as Celosia`s.

Standing at the doorway and carefully being out of sight, Severus watched as Harry reached for another piece of parchment, this time with Celosia`s same handwriting but only in a few lines.

Nia;

Congrats once again on your marriage with Vernon! My work on your hair was fabulous, do you agree?

Andre proposed to me a few nights ago too. As I expected, it wasn't anything special. In fact, I wish I could have fallen in love with someone more…gentleman-like? He didn't even get down on one knee. Who does that? I hate it. Call me a greedy person but if a man proposes to a woman and he doesn't drop down on a knee as a sign of some sort of commitment, it bothers me.

But, I do love him for his personality and how could I say no to him? So, I'm officially engaged now too. Last of the Evans to get a proposal. If we had a record book, I wouldn't be in it that much.

I really wish I could have been proposed to by someone who loves me so much and actually kneels down, does it like it should be done. But it's too much to ask for now.

Anyways, hope you're doing well. Love, Sia.

Harry furrowed his brows after reading the letter. He didn't even bend down? What kind of person would do that? Celosia also didn't seem to have a strong commitment to her husband at the time, and in the back of his mind, he began to think that she still loved Severus all this time.

"Potter."

Snape's voice made Harry look up. The man stood at the doorway, arms crossed as he leaned against the frame. "Yes, sir?"

Severus' eyes flickered to the letter in his fingers. "We start Herbology tomorrow."