Thanks to everyone who have reviewed and put this story on their alerts/favourites. :) Here's the next chapter! Sorry it's so short, but I seem to have very little time on my hands (exam period is starting in less than two weeks) and this is all I could come up with in a half hour. Enjoy!

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3rd person POV

Severus slowly opened his eyes. Everything around him was bright. He felt disoriented and confused. Where was he? His last memory had been of staring into Potter's eyes as he died. For a second, he thought he had seen Lily's face. It was only a hallucination of his dying brain, he thought bitterly.

"Oi Snape!" He heard a male's voice come from his left. What in the bleeding hell? That sounded like Black. After all his work to try and redeem himself he was in Hell? I never get a break, even in the afterlife, he thought. He looked to his left and there was Sirius Black leaning nonchalantly against a tree.

"So I'm in Hell." He said resignedly. Black laughed.

"Come on, get up you berk." Severus grumbled something under his breath and got up. He stared at Black, unsure of the man's intentions.

"Well, hop to it, we're missing the show." Black said, motioning for Severus to follow him. Severus looked at him confused.

"What show?" He said slowly, punctuating each word. Black pointed in front of him. All of a sudden they were standing in the middle of a bunch of ruins. Severus felt like a brick had fallen in the pit of his stomach. It was Hogwarts. The place had been his home for most of his life and it now lay in ruins. Smoke was billowing from each direction. Severus followed Black in a confused stupor. When they got closer to the castle he saw familiar faces of people lying dead on the ground. He felt sick and tried not to look at the bodies. Most of them he recognized as students, former students and classmates. He tried not to let it affect him. Years of Occlumency was the only thing keeping him from not cracking.

"Dumbledore is talking to Harry." Black said as if this were a normal occurrence.

"Harry?" He inhaled sharply. "The boy is dead?" He felt oddly saddened by this bit of news. Black stopped suddenly and Severus almost collided into him. Black studied him and let out a small chuckle.

"Don't tell me you care for him?" Black said with a small trace of a smile on his lips. That did it for Severus.

"How can you be so calm about your godson's death, whilst we stand in the middle of a field of dead bodies? I always knew you were cruel and demented but this takes the cake, you mangy mutt." He told him disgustedly and marched away from Sirius.

"Harry took the resurrection stone." Sirius said simply. Severus stopped in his tracks and Sirius passed him as he walked by.

"One thing about being dead Snape is that we know a lot more then the living." Sirius called over his shoulder.

Snape POV

I gasped for breath as I awoke. That had been a very vivid dream. Maybe it was the first memory from my after life? I looked around myself and saw that it was still dark out. I shut my eyes and went back to sleep.

The wind howled outside the window, the sound of footsteps outside the door and the mechanical whir of machines could be heard when I next awoke. The sounds surrounding me are overwhelming. I can hear my heart beating just like I had heard it stop all those years ago. Except this wasn't really my heart, this was Potter's heart and that just reminds me that I don't belong here. I died and this life I am currently living isn't mine.

I want to live, because Merlin knew my life was shit and I could do with a nice, peaceful life. I keep reminding myself that Potter's family is waiting for him to come back. No one wants me here and I am fine with that… They want Potter back and I will get Potter back. Fuck, I'm always doing shit for people. Don't I deserve a break? Apparently not.

I hear shuffling near me and I open my eyes. Standing in front of me is a boy with wide, green eyes and black hair. It's the Potter boy… Albus. He looks at me startled.

"Oh, uh… hullo." The nuisance says. I sit up in the bed and raise my eyebrows at him.

"Yes?" I ask impatiently.

"Oh right. The healer said you can leave when you're ready. Mum said she'll be waiting in the waiting room for you." I wait for him to leave but he just stands there staring at me.

"What?" I say in exasperation. Being dead for over twenty years hasn't helped my temperament much.

"I wanted to give you something." The boy shifted from one foot to the other. He seemed nervous. He handed me an old leather novel. Lily's name was written upon it. I recognised it as the one I had given Lily many years ago. I looked up at the boy in surprise and confusion.

"I want you to read this, but not right now. Wait until after you find a way to get my Dad back." He said this in a rush. I opened my mouth to ask him why, but he kept talking.

"You have to promise, alright? You can't read it right now." He said fiercely. I silently looked at him and then down at the book. It was very tempting to open it now and read what she had written inside it.

"I promise." I told him and immediately wanted to bite my tongue off. Albus smiled at me and his eyes lit up. They reminded me so much of Lily's eyes.

"Thanks." He said.

"Hurry up, mum's waiting for you." He added as he walked out the door. I groaned and lay back on the bed. I needed more sleep before confronting the Potter family.

"Hurry up!" I heard a voice say from the door. I groaned and started getting ready for what was bound to be a crazy day.

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