Okay, again I am sorry that I haven't updated in so long. I hit a mind block for this story and didn't know what to write. Finally, I felt the urge to write again today so here is the next chapter. I hope to finish this story in about 5 more chapters. I'd love it if you reviewed and gave me your opinion about what you think about this story.

Again, this is in Harry's POV.

It felt almost like being sucked through a tunnel. Everything around me was as dark as night. Finally, after what felt like hours but were only seconds, the sucking feeling stopped and the world around me materialised. The sight in front of me was very familiar and I was overcome with a sense of nostalgia. We were standing in on one of the rafters (on the Gryffindor side) of the Quidditch pitch. There were two teams playing on the field. Gryffindor and Ravenclaw by the looks of the Quidditch gear.

"Sit down, boy." A voice hissed from behind me. I whipped my body around to stare in shock at Mad Eye Moody. I gaped at him, mouth wide open. Moody stood up, put both hands on my shoulders and pushed me into a sitting position. I could hear my mum snickering next to me. I turned my head around to peer at Moody. He looked the same but different somehow. Moody had two legs, two eyes and no chunk missing from his nose. He looked much better like this. The grumpy man caught my eye and gave me a small smile before returning his attention to the pitch.

"Oi, Harry!" A familiar voice yelled out. A few rows down I saw none other than Fred Weasley.

"Fred!" I yelled out, my voice filled with wonder. I couldn't help the smile that was forming on my face. It was so good to see him. I could feel my eyes sting as I looked at the youthful, younger looking version of George. I got up and sprinted down to where Fred stood.

"It's good to see you Fred. How've you been?" I asked, wrapping my arms around him in a half hug and patting his back.

"I've been great, Harry. Have you seen all the lovely ladies around here? Your mum is quite a looker too."

"Fred!" I yelled out in shock, but couldn't help the laugh that came out of my mouth.

"I'm just fooling around with you Harry." Fred said. Then his face turned serious as he gave me a contemplative look.

"It's peaceful here." He said, returning his attention back to my original question. "I miss George but time here is different. What could be eighty years down there feels like eight years up here. We have Quidditch matches every week, there are no rules here and pranking alongside the Marauders is like a dream come true." Fred grinned. There was a loud cheer. Both Fred and I looked at the pitch.

"Gryffindor wins again." Fred said grinning.

"Ah, it looks like your old man is making his way up here. I reckon there are some things you need to talk about. Hey, Harry, could you tell George that I'm happy here? He needs to let me go. It's killing him and I want him to have a happy life."

"Of course Fred." I gave him one last hug and shook his hand. Fred whistled at a girl wearing Ravenclaw gear, winked at me and made his way towards the girl.

"See ya, Harry." He said over his shoulder and then chased after the girl who was now glaring at Fred.

"James." My mum's voice said from above. I looked behind me to see my mum grinning down at my dad. He gave her an equally large grin. She said something to him that I didn't catch and dad looked down at me and grinned.

"Harry." He said and I got up to hug him.

"Dad." I said, getting choked up.

"Let me get a good look at you." He said, holding me at arm's length.

"Handsome as ever I must say."

"Oh, James." Mum said, rolling her eyes.

"You're only saying that because he looks like you, prat." A familiar voice said from behind James. My heart leapt as I saw the familiar face of my Godfather.

"Sirius!" I said, hugging him.

"Harry." He said my name affectionately.

"So, the Great Old Bat has switched places with you, huh? Personally I agree with James, I do prefer staring at your mug then the Greasy Git's."

"Sirius." Mum said in a warning tone. He just rolled his eyes. He tugged my arm and pulled me to the side, out of mum and dad's ear shot.

"How are you, really Harry?"

"I don't really know, to be honest." I looked back at my dad who was laughing at something my mum said.

"You don't need to worry about him, Harry. He knows and he understands. At first he took it real hard to find out that the woman he loved was having someone else's baby. Don't look at me like that, Harry." He said as my face fell. "James always wanted you. The only thing he regrets is that he isn't the real dad to the most wonderful boy in the world. You've grown up to be an exceptional man and we're all proud of you."

"But Sirius... he is my dad... in every way that counts. Blood doesn't matter, not really. I don't even look like Snape."

"You could, you know. If you wanted to, that is."

"I could what?"

"Look like Snape. All it takes is a spell and bam! Harry Potter is replaced by Harry Snape." Sirius and I both made the same face at the same time.

"Ugh, no thanks. Anyway even if I wanted to look like I was supposed to I would never go by Harry Snape. Those names put together are wrong on so many levels." Sirius laughed.

"True. But aren't you a little curious?" I stared at Sirius wonderingly.

"Why are you encouraging this? I thought you'd be disgusted and would avoid the subject altogether."

"The afterlife changes people Harry. Look, there are some things you should know about the relationships between your mum and dad...s." Sirius said, adding the s to dad as an afterthought.

"The rivalry we had back on Earth is meaningless here. We actually get along. Severus can be a pain in the arse but he is a descent enough bloke. He went through a lot more in life then I knew. I... regret the way we treated him in school."

"But he was Death Eater, he killed innocent people." As though my mum and dad had been there the whole time, mum answered my accusation. I jumped at the sound of her voice right next to my ear.

"Yes, he did. We may have forgiven him for his crimes but it will never be forgotten. I feel partly responsible for the path he chose. I knew he was in love with me and I think when I ended our friendship I had pushed him right in the enemies waiting arms. But he did a lot of good for our side of the war Harry. He kept you alive and he died for the cause. He's a good man, he always was. He just made the wrong decisions." Mum was on the verge of tears.

"We've forgiven him Harry and have made our peace. Can you do that?" Dad asked me.

"I don't know." I whispered to him. It was all so much to take in.

"He's almost got it figured out." Another familiar voice interrupted the somber looking group. "Oh, hello Harry."

"Remus. It's so good to see you! How are you? Where's Tonks?"

"It's good to see you too, Harry and I'm great. No "furry little problem" to bother me up here. Tonks is down at the pitch. She was refereeing the game. We'd both like to thank you Harry for your part in raising Teddy. He's become a great man."

"Yes, he has. He wants to be an auror like his mum."

"That's wonderful. Dora will be happy to hear it."

"What's "almost figured out", Moony?" Sirius asked.

"Oh yes." Remus said with a smile.

"Severus has found the solution. It is only a matter of days before things are right again. That means, Harry, that in a few hours, you will be home with your family again."

I felt a bittersweet joy at the prospect of leaving here to go back home.

"That's wonderful news." Mum said with a huge smile on her face. Dad looked almost sad and Sirius looked contemplative.

"Dad?" I asked him.

"It's nothing Harry. It's great that you'll be back with your family." But even as he said this I knew there was something that was bothering him that he wasn't telling me.

"But?" I questioned. Mum's smile slid off her face as she looked at dad. Sirius looked at Remus and they gave each other subtle nods.

"Harry, it was great seeing you. I hope that it will be a long time before I see you again." Sirius said and I laughed.

"Likewise." We hugged each other good-bye.

"Take care of my boy, Harry. I'll miss you." Remus shook my hand and I pulled him to me for a hug.

"Tell Tonks I said hi."

"I will Harry. Good-bye." And in the blink of an eye Moony and Padfoot disappeared. When I looked back at my parents they were in a heated discussion. I cleared my throat and they fell silent immediately.

"What's going on?" I asked accusingly. They looked at each other, dad angrily and mum nervously. What could they possibly be hiding from me?

Hmm... What's going on here? Can anyone guess? Please review! I can't make any guarantees about the next time I will update but hopefully it will be soon!

Author's note/ spoiler (ish):

On a side note I'd also like to say that Harry doesn't hate Snape. He's just confused and all his old resentments are resurfacing. He's lived over 30 years believing that one man (a great man) was his father. And Snape was a good man, but he made some bad choices in life and Harry is angry at him for that. This story, in a way, is about Harry realizing that Snape is human and has made mistakes. He'll eventually forgive Snape and come to accept him as his father.