"Carina Ronalda Jamison!" yelled a very pregnant Jane Hermione Grey, once called Hermione Jean Granger. "Get back here. And you too, Orion Grey!" Sirius Orion Black had switched his first and second name and had changed his last name to Grey. A little black-haired toddler from about 4 years old was running from the kitchen where she had left her aunt with cream all over her face. The delighted toddler was followed by an equally amused big black dog.

Suddenly the door opened and a young long-black-haired man with silver-blue eyes came in, loaded with grocery bags. The little girl and the dog ran into the man and all the groceries went flying around. But thanks to a quick spell from the young man nothing broke.

"Daddy!" squealed the little girl and flung herself round the legs off the young man. "Looks like someones happy you're back, Luc." Where just moments ago a dog was standing, now stood a tall black-haired man.

"Oh, shut it Siri." Lucas Evan Jamison, once called Harry James Potter and before that Corvus James Potter-Malfoy, said, while picking up his daughter in one arm and grocery bag in the other. "Where's Jane?" "No no no, not auntie Mione." The little girl in his arms squirmed. Orion chuckled. "OK, young lady. What did you do to your aunt Mione?" Lucas walked through the corridor to the kitchen while his little daughter explained why exactly Jane and the whole kitchen was covered in whip cream. Apparently, she and Orion were making whip cream to put on the ice cream when Orion started tickling her and she released some of her magic, making the bowl with the whip cream explode all over Jane.

Lucas grinned when he walked into the kitchen and saw a seething Jane. "It's not funny Lucas. You really should learn your daughter some manners. And while you're at it, try to learn your godfather some too will you?" Lucas rolled his eyes and flicked his wand to clean the mess up. "Carrie, go play with uncle Ori. Daddy must talk to auntie Mione for a moment." He said to his little girl, using her nickname and kissed the top of her nose before setting her on the ground. Carrie nodded and ran off to find her uncle.

Lucas turned to Jane when he saw his daughter disappearing from the kitchen. "What's wrong Mione? Normally you adore everything she does." He drew the pregnant young woman into his arms, awkwardly shifting himself so he wouldn't be squishing the big belly between them. "It's nothing Lucas. Really it isn't." But she contradicted her words by starting to cry. "I miss him. I still miss him so much" she sobbed. Lucas knew what she was talking about. Ron's death. Today it was five years ago. "I know, Mione. I miss him too." They had lost their best friend two months before the Final Battle. Luna, who had been Ron's girlfriend at that time had suffered the most from their loss. She became reckless after that and had gotten herself killed in the Battle while saving Lucius Malfoy. Lucas missed them both still so much. But there was one person he missed even more.

Orion came in and Lucas released Jane so she could seek comfort in her husbands arms. He picked up his little girl and dragged her over to his office. There he sat down with her on the couch. Lucky for him, the girl was exhausted and fell asleep quickly so he could think about what had happened the night before the Final Battle.

Harry just came back from the chambers where Lucius Malfoy and his son were staying. He had placed an ancient charm on their Dark Mark, so that if he could kill Voldemort the day after, he wouldn't take Malfoy with him. Now he was standing in front of Severus Snape's rooms. Trying to gather the courage to knock on the door. He had fallen in love with the Potions Master the year before when the professor had offered the comfort he needed after the death of Cho Chang. She wasn't his girlfriend anymore, because soon after he got together with her, he realized he was gay. But it still hurts a lot when you lose such a good friend. Cho was kidnapped by the Deatheaters in an attempt to trap Harry. Severus had found out about the trap and had forbidden Harry to go after the girl.

When they had found Cho's body, obviously tortured and raped multiple times, Severus had drawn Harry into his arms and soothed him, telling him over and over again it hadn't been his fault. After a while, Harry had pulled away and Severus had told him that if he needed someone to talk to, he could always come to him.

Slowly, Harry started trusting Severus and soon he found himself going down to the dungeons a few nights a week, only to return many hours later to the Gryffindor Tower. They spend many nights discussing tactics to destroy Riddle, often joined in these conversations by Lucius and Draco Malfoy. But there were also other nights, where they would just spend the evening talking about everything and nothing, enjoying just each others company and a bottle of butterbeer.

After a few months of this adjustment in Harrys life, Harry found himself regretting he hadnt stayed at Hogwarts to spend Christmas. He had found out that Severus wouldnt be able to make it to the Christmas Dinner with the rest of the Order and that he would spent Christmas Eve at school. Harry had gotten a present for the Potions Master, and found himself contemplating how to deliver it. After many hours of doubting, making decisions and scratching those decisions, he just send the gifts with Hedwig, wondering all the while what Severus would think off them.

He was however very surprised when Hedwig returned with a present from the older wizard, with a letter attached to it. He went to retrieve the present from his owl, and had been surprised once again when he noticed it was not one present, but two. Frowning he had put the gifts aside and went for the letter first.

Potter,

Firstly, I wonder why you would want to give ME a present, I do however very much appreciate the gesture. I assume you got the Basilisks venom, skin and blood from the carcass in the Chamber of Secrets? I am very grateful for the effort, since those products are indeed very rare, not only because its difficult to locate a Basilisk, let alone be able to live and tell the tale, but collecting the ingredients in itself is the most difficult part.

With this letter I enclose a present from my own to you, not because I found myself obliged to do so, but because I had already considered sending you these gifts, you will be fascinated by them I dare say.

There's only one condition however, do not ask me how I got the presents. I wont answer your questions anyway. But I thought you would like to receive the objects.

Merry Christmas (although I certainly hate these particularly Holidays)

Prof. Snape

Curious he had been after reading the letter and he opened the largest present first. It contained three books, one about Legilimency and Occlumency and another about Wizarding traditions and laws. And the last book was titled: Failed Potions, How To Correct Them And Avoid Making The Same Mistake. Harry had smiled when he read the title on that very book.

But it was the other, much smaller present that he liked the most. It was a simple silver ring, with the Potter crest on top of it. Harry had assumed Severus had had the ring made by a jeweler and he still wore the ring in this time also.

When Harry had slid the ring on his fingers, he realized he had fallen in love with the Head of Slytherin. He didn't make too much fuss about it, as he assumed he would never get his chance with him, so better to accept and to move on he thought.

Although it seemed nothing had changed after the Holidays and they had started their routine again, Harry had noticed that there were a few things off with his beloved professor.

The man seemed to get weaker, every time he would return from a Deatheater meeting. This had them discussing about the Dark Mark imprinted in Severus forearm and they had spent many evenings in the library, looking for a way to get rid of the mark.

Also, sometimes it seemed that the professor was flirting with him, but about that, Harry was sure he was imagining things.

Then, almost a year later, Harry found himself standing in front of Severus oak doors. He had been just raising his hand, when the velvety voice of the man in question called him from somewhere behind him.

"Potter. Why are you standing in front of my doors, this late in the evening, when we talked just yesterday?" Harry turned around and grinned sheepishly at the Potions Master, who had rolled his eyes and invited him to come in.

Harry had told him about the vision he had about Voldemorts plan to attack the next day and he had placed the charm on Severus arm. After this they both got lost in their own thoughts, so they just sat there, relaxed in the familiar companionship of each other.

"Severus?" Harry reached his hand out and placed it over Severus hand. "I have to tell you something." The older man motioned him to continue and Harry did after a small hesitation.

"I was thinking, with tomorrow hopefully being the last day of war and that all, I have something to confess you." Harry had had a vision earlier that day, that Voldemort would be attacking the school the next day.

Severus just watched him, wordlessly but curious. "You know, maybe it would be my last day here on earth, so this may be very well my last chance to tell you" Harry hesitated again. "Just tell me, Potter." Severus said and Harry swallowed.

"Well, I guess... I mean... I think I love you. No, I know I love you." Harry said, with a firm blush plastered on his face and nowhere to hide. Severus just sat there, looking at him wide-eyed, very shocked.

Then suddenly, when Harry was about to leave, Severus grabbed his arm and yanked him around, so they now stood there barely 4 inches between them. They were mesmerized by each others eyes, assumingly drowning in them.

Then suddenly, Harry plunged forwards and pushed his lips onto the other mans. A few moments they just stood there, and then Severus was kissing him back and had wrapped his arms around him. The kiss became rapidly more passionate when Harry granted Severus tongue entrance. Harry rolled his hips and they both moaned when their erections rubbed against each other. "Bedroom?" Severus asked with a husky voice. Harry nodded and they stumbled towards Severus bedroom.

They lay sated next to each other and Severus drew Harry into his arms. "Hmm Love you... Sev" Harry said sleepily. "Shh, love, go to sleep" Severus whispered and kissed Harry's forehead. He watched the young man sleeping and then whispered softly, "Love you too, Corvus..." before drifting off to sleep himself, not noticing that the other had become rigid in his arms, after hearing this. Two small tears escaped him and Harry wished he hadn't come down to the dungeons this evening.

The next morning, he left when Severus was still sleeping, pulling himself very slowly from the other mans arms, so he wouldn't wake him.

When the battle came later that day, Harry found himself becoming reckless and he was pulled away from more than a few deadly curses by Hermione. Then finally he had killed Riddle and almost broke when he saw Severus falling unconscious from exhaustion. After that he knew no more, because he was apparated away, as was the plan. The magic it took was too much for Harry and it drained him completely, leaving him in a coma for two weeks.

After the coma, he became depressed and had morning sickness. After a while Hermione, or as she was called Jane nowadays, became suspicious and ran a few tests on him. After they had found out he was pregnant, Lucas pulled himself from depression to become a great father for his little girl.

Lucas sighed and stood up to put his little girl to bed, he wanted to move on, and learn to love someone else, but found he couldn't. Not when his little girl looked so much like her other father, although she hadn't thank Merlin his nose or his infamous temper. She however had his onyx eyes and his sleek black hair. And her manners sometimes remembered him so much of Severus, he had to look away.