AN: I am so sorry for taking this long to update. whomever finds the importance of the wood box gets to write the next chapter for "P.S." two winners, two chapters (letters) one from ff .net and one from aff .net. tell me in a comment.

Clue: Look up The Celtic Tree calendar, its what Sev's wand is base of. Look at the meaning of the satin's color, the fact that Sev is "Always In Me" (HARRY)
The Ivy was just pretty... :)

I'm so sorry about all of the typos. I have fixed all of the ones I know of, if you find any more, tell me please!

Chap9: Dear Severus

Severus sat in Harry's bed trying to process what he had just discovered. He was a father, he had two little girls that had his eyes, his mother's eyes. Eileen seemed to be a trouble maker just like Harry, but Lyly, ohh Lyly was just like him. They were the perfect mix of the both of them, but he was sure that they had their own unique traits too. It was then that he realize something, he had a relationship with Har-Potter, he had a relationship with Potter. If he thought about it, it made sense, his mother's photograph, the twin's name.
This unsettling want to just grab the man and hold him.

Signing, Severus took a look at everything else that was on the bed. The books were the closest thing to him. Picking them both up he looked at the tittles: The war by Hermione Granger. The second of a similar title but by an author he did not recognize. Putting them aside to read through later, he picked out the first album.

He was surprise to find the title of simply Harry & Severuswritten in his own handwriting. Flipping to the first page he found a very detailed drawing of himself, standing at the lake shore, looking off into the water. On the corner of the paper he found the date June 07, 1997 with the initials H.P. written right under it. Flipping the page he found a picture of Harry sleeping on the rug in front of the fire in his chambers at Howards, under it a picture of him and Harry under a tree.

It went almost the same after that, pictures of him, of Harry, of them together, interrupted only by the occasional sketch of himself- made my Harry- until he got to about 3/4 of the book.

The last page was a sketch of himself, that was no surprise, they all were, this one however was of himself leaning against the wall of what he vaguely recognize to be somewhere inside of the Shrieking Shack. He had on duel robes that seemed to had had better days. His face though was tear streaked and blank, his neck was torn, blood running down his body.

It was a drawing of the day he died.

Severus quickly closed the album with a loud 'Banff', before picking up the next one. This one seemed to be of Harry, not just Harry but a very pregnant Harry. It went on like that for a while, later turning into pictures of the twins as they grew before his eyes.

Finishing that one he picked up the other which continued in the same manner until he got about half way through, it where it ended, the twins looking just how they did now.

The forth held newspapers mostly about the war but Severus put that one down quickly, as much as he wanted to know every detail about it, it was over, it's story would still be there when he wanted to study it more. But right now he had two little girls just down the hall that were his. He couldn't help it, they made him feel all warm on the inside.

The fact that he had died almost four years ago didn't bother him as much as it should, it was over, he was here now, there was nothing he could do about it.

Turning to the remaining stuff on the bed Severus was tempted to look in the pensieve but decided against it, he would leave that for last. Instead he turned to the two identical trunks. When he tried to open the first one he found it locked, turning to the second one, he found it also locked.

Turning his attention to the remaining wooden box, Severus found it to be made out of Holly, ivy leaves carved all around the rim, in the center the words ALWAYS IN ME.

Moving his fingers down the sides of it Severus could feel where the cover top gave away to the bottom.

Lifting the top off carefully, Severus was surprise to find the inside almost overflowing with Slytherin green colored satin, and under all of its delicate folds was his wand. His ten inch, phoenix core, Birch tree wand.

He picked it up carefully, mindful of the feel and comfort it provided him. Severus wondered why he hadn't thought about it earlier, if he had been dead for four years now, how did it affect him magic?

Turned to the locked trunks again, he cast a quick Alohomora on the first one, the corner of his lips turning up when he heard a soft Click. Putting his wand down, Severus opened the trunk carefully.

The inside was almost overflowing with neatly stacked, little, black, books. With a shaking hand Severus reached in and picked up one from the top, carefully flipping it open to the first page. It read:

September 9, 1999

Dear Severus

Your daughters are a menace and I owe Mione a new set of makeup. They are not even one yet and they are already causing trouble. I really don't know how they got on top of her vanity being too short to even reach it, let alone clime it. I showed them our photo album again. Eileen pointed at your picture and said "Pa" Lyly not to be outdone pointed at mine and said "Da"

Congrats love you are no longer "Father" you are "Pa"

With all of my love

Harry J. Potter-S

.:Harry Potter:.

More than two hours had passed and Severus wasn't even 1/4 of the way done with the books. Somewhere along the way he had spelled the second trunk open only to find it also almost full of the same black books. His eyes were starting to hurt, Harry's handwriting really was painful.

He was startle out of his musings by a slamming door, a minute later a very sleepy Eileen (or was that Lyly?) walked in followed by a heavy-eyed Lyly (Eileen? He really couldn't tell them apart yet). They stared at each other, the one believed to be Lyly bumping into her sister. They had not expected to find him there, they stared, both parties surprised. Severus heart beat faster as he held the child's gaze. This were his daughters, the reality of having them right in front of him made everything so much more true, he wondered where Harry was, his heart gave a pang at the thought of the younger man.

It took him a moment to regain his composure, a small smile gracing his lips as he looked at them, Eileen (?) an unreadable mask and Lyly(?) still practically sleepwalking.
"Your father went out, he should be back soon." Eileen nodded, still not taking his eyes away from him.
"Are you really Severus Snape?" her voice was surprisingly firm for a four year old, Yep that was Eileen. (according to the Diaries)
"Yes I am. Would you like to go down stairs for a snack?" She nodded and she saw Lyly wake up a little bit more at the idea of food. With a wave of his wand Severus quickly organized everything that was on the bed carefully. When he was satisfied he turned to the girls again and gently ushered them out the door. He was startle when he felt a small hand slide into each of his. "It's nice to meet you Papa…"

.:Harry Potter:.

Draco held the sleeping man in his arms, tears still stained his face. He felt like he was having an information overload, His Uncle was alive. His. Uncle. Was. Alive! He wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen the memories himself. He smiled as he looked down at Harry.
"Merry Christmas Scar Face, seems to me like all of that positive Karma you have accumulated has finally paid off."

Running his fingers through the dark hair once before picking him up and making his way to the fireplace.

.:Harry Potter:.

Severus really had no idea how things had happen, but now he found himself covered in flour. Eileen and Lyly sitting on the counter, licking a cake mix covered spoon each. Now he remember, he was bullied into it by two pairs of puppy eyes that should have been illegal. A quick look at the timer shoed that he still had eight minutes before the small cake was ready.

They were startle out of their peaceful silence by a commotion coming from the Floo room down the hall.

.:Harry Potter:.

Harry cursed as he caught himself on the back of a chair. He had jumped out of Draco's arms as soon as they had stepped out of the Floo, accidently knocking over a vase that sat nearby. He felt Draco grab his shoulders trying to steady him.
"I was hoping you would sleep a bit longer, but sense you a-" Harry looked up, immediately seeing what had caught Draco's attention. There, on the doorway, was a flour covered Severus peeking behind his robes where the two identical faces of the twins. The suffocating silence in the room was broken two loud cries of 'Daddy' as the twins ran to their maternal father's side.

Severus hugged his Godson close. Seeing what a fine young man he had turned into. His eyes linger to the other young man in the room. "What, pray tell, are you two doing covered in cake mix?" The girls didn't seem too concerned by their Daddy's stern tone. "Papa in making us a cake" Severus froze at the site of tear running down Harry's face. He felt Draco shake out of his embrace. "Go to him" he whispered before speaking in a louder voice. "Come on girls, let's go check on that cake." The twins looked hesitant, and it wasn't until Harry nodded that they went with their uncle.

Severus made his way to the young man slowly.
"I'm Sorry.. I should have-" he started, only to be pulled into Severus' arms
"Why?" asked the older man.
"Why what?"
"Why does it hurt to see you cry?..." there was silence before he continued. "Why does my heart skip a beat when I think of you?... Why do the twins make me all warm?... How can my body remember when my mind does not?..." There was silence.

Severus looked down and found green eyes on his face. looking deep into them, holding his breath, his lowered his lips to meet the ones bellow his, and they kissed, and it was Perfect.

Epilogue?... maybe :)