About time, you say. Yes, it has been awhile. I didn't really know how to progress with this chapter. I got a job! Well, two actually. :) I am very busy, though I enjoy my work very much. I hope you like this, please send me some feedback. I realised half way that Snape's POV wasn't in first person. I will change that when I have the time. EnJoY!

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Albus POV

The days passed by slowly. The house was empty without dad and everybody was starting to get restless. Mum was more prone to burst into tears and Lily was more clingy than usual. James and I tried cheering them up with Uncle George's joke products but that only caused mum to go into a rant about 'those bloody blasted things'. Then she promised to castrate Uncle George for giving the joke supplies to us. I shutter even thinking about it. That wasn't a good day for any of us. Snape hadn't contacted us and I was starting to worry he left the grounds in my dad's body. Would he do that? No, I don't think so. Even so, I think it's time we paid him a visit. I was on my way to my parent's room when mum walked into me.

"Oh, Al, you should watch where you're going." She said with a scowl on her face. I rolled my eyes. It wasn't my fault!

"I'm going to Hogwarts to check on your- Snape's progress." She said with a sudden sad look in her eyes.

"I really hope he's close to finding a solution to this mess." She said, but she wasn't really looking at me. She was looking outside and then she squinted her eyes. I looked at where she was looking. There was a blob, a person I think, making its way towards our house.

"Stay here, Alby. I'll go see who it is." Mum took out her wand and walked outside. Nobody ever walked to our house. They either flooed, apparated or drove here (Uncle Ron liked to drive ever since he got his license; he was horrible at it). I watched as the blob got bigger. What shocked me was that the man, I was pretty sure it was a man, had bright blonde hair. The only people I knew with that hair color were the Malfoy's. I ran to dad's office and grabbed the Invisibility Cloak he kept in his drawer. I put it on and snuck outside. When I got close enough to mum I realised that it was indeed Mr Malfoy. My best friend is Scorpius Malfoy and I'd stayed over at the Malfoy's a few times (though mum and dad hate it) but I didn't see Mr Malfoy that much. He was a quiet man and didn't say much. He always looked like he was in pain except for when he spoke to Scorpius. He was nice to me, though the first time we met his face was strained and he looked as though he was in pain. The only thing he's ever directly said to me was: "Tell your dad I said thanks." That was it. It was odd that he had walked here. What was he planning on doing?

"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Mum's voice cut through my thoughts. She looked as shocked as I was. Mr Malfoy, who was uncharacteristically dressed (blue jeans, polo shirt and messy hair), grimaced.

"I've told you already, call me Draco." Mum, in turn, grimaced.

"Answer the question, Malfoy." She said, her face turning red.

"I've found some journals upon Pot-Snape's (grimace) request. You've certainly got yourselves in an odd predicament." He said, smiling lopsidedly. Mum looked like she was going to say something, when Malfoy raised his arms in the air in the universal sign of surrendering.

"I searched all night for these. It wasn't easy locating them. Anyway, he should find the answers in these. I'm going to Hogwarts to see him, but I thought you might like to bring them yourself. He said you hadn't stopped by in a few days." He shrugged. "It'll be nice talking to him again. He's my godfather, you know." He paused. "I'll hate to see him leave again… but if you need any help getting your husband back… I owe all of you my life. Thank you… for everything." He looked like he was about to leave when mum spoke.

"Thanks Mal- Draco." Mr Malfoy smiled, waved and walked back up the hill. It seemed as though he had shed ten years of burdens with that simple phrase. Mum held a few old books in her hands; she smiled softly and headed back into the house. I quickly followed before the door closed.

Snape POV

"Good afternoon Mr Malfoy." Snape said, looking up at his godson who had just entered into his office.

"It is a relief to see someone of my own house. Gryffindors are too sentimental and rash for my taste." He said with a scowl on his face. Draco smirked.

"It is nice to see you too, professor." Draco said, looking around the room. It had been years since he'd been here and he was overtaken with a sense of nostalgia. He looked back at Snape who was sitting at his desk studying his godson. He couldn't keep a straight face while he looked at him. Snape glared up at him when he saw Draco's expression.

"It is odd, to say the least, to speak with you while you are in Potter's body." He smirked again. "Where are the infamous Potter glasses?" He asked. Snape scowled; he had already been asked this an infinitesimal amount of times.

"I do not need them." He said shortly. Draco was going to question him further but stopped when he saw Snape's scowling expression.

"Severus." Draco said slowly. "There is a reason why you have been sent here. Do not waste it being your pessimistic self. Enjoy your time back here with us."

"Have you been hanging about with Gryffindors, Mr Malfoy? You are becoming as sentimental as they are." Draco huffed in annoyance.

"I'm just saying that you shouldn't be wasting what precious time you have left." Draco soon changed the subject when Snape became crabbier and spouted on and on about Gryffindor sentimentality.

They talked about Draco's work, his wife, Scorpius and their expecting child. Astoria was at the end of her first trimester and not many people knew of this news. Draco suspected it would be a girl. Then they spoke of Severus' progress (which wasn't much). Draco commented on Potter's looks (which had changed since the last time he had seen a picture in a news paper article). The changes were very subtle; no glasses and straighter hair (though that could be accounted to the fact that Snape used different hair product; i.e. a bar of soap).

"I would very much like to speak with you again before you must leave. I've missed your company." Draco said sadly. Snape nodded sympathetically. His mood had changed with the presence of his godson; he was less foul and more himself. Draco told him that Ginny would drop by with his books and left.

McGonagall dropped by his office shortly after to tell him that Mrs Potter had stopped by with the books, realised he was still busy with his company and had left. She had told the Headmistress that she would be back early in the morning. Snape, with no other research to do, went to sleep early. Like all the other nights, he dreamed of his past.

"Hello Severus." Said a familiar voice. Severus spun around to look at the person who had addressed him. There, in front of him was none other than James Potter.

"YOU!" He spat out angrily. "What do you want? If you're here to send me to Hell then do it. I do not need your mockery. I've had enough ridicule to last me a life time."

"Severus." He said calmly. "I am not here to send you to Hell. Far from it, in fact. There are a lot of people who wish to speak with you. I was permitted to speak with you after Sirius." He paused. "I wanted to apologise to you for every undeserved thing that I-and the Marauders- have done to you." He looked ashamed. "I didn't know of the hard life you lived and I'm sure I didn't make it easier." Severus was speechless. "I also wanted to thank you for everything you've done for The Order and for Harry. I'm sure it wasn't easy for you." James looked regretful. "There is something you must know." James looked hesitant. There was a loud sound, like thunder. James laughed. "I suppose Lily wants to be the one to tell you."

"Lily." Severus breathed out her name. He would get to see her!

"There are a lot of things that have been kept from you and for good reasons. Some things… I wish weren't true." He had a sad look on his face.

"I've had a lot of time here to get used to some things. It is still difficult for me sometimes. I was angry for a long time Severus." He said regretfully. To Severus, whatever he was blabbing on about didn't make any sense. He could feel the tension in the air and knew that whatever he had intended to say was important.

"When do I get to see Lily?" He asked, trying not to sound too eager.

"Soon." James said simply. "Albus wants to speak with you next, after that I do not know who speaks with you. But be assured that you will have plenty of time to speak with her." James' black hair started to blow in the wind. Wait, wind? The scene changed and they were standing on the Hogwarts Quidditch pitch.

"Oi, Prongs! We need a chaser, come on." A voice said from above. A broom appeared in James' hand. He smirked at Severus and took off into the air. Severus was sure he caught a glimpse of red hair before the scene changed again.

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