Warning: This is Slash. If you don't like it, then you should click the back button and go read another story. Also this is a crossover. Harry Potter people aren't magical. James and Lily are dead.

Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Harry Potter or Twilight. But I think I can stick to writing fanfic about them.

DO YOU GUYS WANT TO KNOW WHO WON????

Neville and someone from the pack (straight, gay or bi? Do you want a threesome?)

Blaise and Theo

Jacob and Draco

Ok… hope you guys are happy!!!!

Severus and Charlie will be explained in this chapter…

By the way… this will mostly be Severus's view on things… just not in first person.

His summer was about to get more interesting then it already had been, Severus noted to himself.\

Severus was correct in his assumption. He woke up the next morning to excited chatter going on in his living room, and could not get back to sleep. Instead of feeling Harry cuddled up next to him, like he usually was, Severus felt cold, empty sheets. He sat up quickly, looked around the room, and relaxed when he heard Harry's laughter coming from the living room.

He got out of bed, showered, and dressed before heading out into the living room. He was not shocked to see his Godson, Draco. But he was surprised to see Theo and Neville sitting on his tan leather couch. He knew Blaise was in Italy visiting his mother and new stepfather (Not a really big surprise there). Theo was never seen without Blaise by his side. Even when the teens were in their first year (and they were together in a group), Blaise and Theo were always near each other. He remembered when Harry got sick, and was sent to infirmary because it was so bad. They never left his side.

~~~~~ Flashback~~~~~

Severus was running down the hallway with speed that nobody knew he had. The older students were shocked to see their greasy git of a teacher so unprofessional. His hair, rather then down and greasy, was up in a low pony tail and he was wearing black jeans (of course) and a wife beater. He was bare foot and had a worried look on his face as he ran down the hallway.

He skidded to a stop at the infirmary door, and listened through the crack carefully. When he didn't hear Poppy Pomfrey's voice, he barged right in. He stopped short though as he caught sight of the odd group of children around Harry's bed.

Theodore (call me Theo) Knott and Blaise Zabini were sitting in a recliner that looked out of place in the infirmary. Blaise being the bigger of the two was sitting directly in the chair, and Theo who was only a few inches taller then Harry (and almost as skinny) was sitting on his lap comfortably. They were both asleep, snuggled up to each other. Theo had his head tucked under Blaise's neck and Blaise had his arm around Theo's waist. From what Severus had heard, they had been best friends since they were toddlers. It was no wonder that they weren't embarrassed by the seating arrangement.

Draco and Neville were sitting on smaller chairs (well smaller then the recliner) on the other side of Harry's bed. They both had their heads lying on the bed near Harry's hand and Neville even had his own chubby hand wrapped around Harry's skinny hand. Draco looked like a mess though. His hair, naturally perfect, was standing up all over the place. His mouth was open and looked as if he was drooling (blackmail material, anyone?). But they all looked as if they were comfortable, which couldn't be easy because those chairs were barely even two star hotel worthy.

Harry, though, looked the most at peace. His messy raven hair was splayed out on the pillow, his lips spread into a smile, and all of the worry and nervous lines that usually were on his young face were gone. He was on his side, with his legs pulled up to his chest and one arm around his legs.

Severus could hear the snoring coming from Neville and the sniffles coming from Harry's prone form. He couldn't help smiling at the perfect in front of him.

He backed up a few paces, took out his cell phone and took a picture of the kids. He knew it was sentimental, but he also knew that Harry would love it.

And he, Severus Snape, would do anything to put a smile on Harry's face.

~~~~~ End Flashback ~~~~~

Harry was sitting on the floor, up against the couch, with his knees to his chest. To his right was Draco, who was looking as polished as ever, and to his left was Neville. They were talking to Theo, who was lying on the couch, seemingly swarmed in a big black 'HOGWARTS' sweater, that Severus knew for a fact was Blaise's. He looked upset, but that was not a surprise. Blaise was not with him, and Theo was always at least a little upset when Blaise was not there.

The three boys who came with Harry (although for the life of him, he could not remember their names) were sitting on the three armchairs across from the couch. The dark skinned one, Severus thought his name was Josh or something like that, was staring at Draco. It was quite obvious in fact, and Severus wouldn't be shocked if Draco knew and was basking in the attention of the handsome young man.

Harry's cherubic face light up as he spotted Severus. He jumped up off the floor and walked quickly towards his other father figure.

"Good morning, Sev!" He chirped, and tightly hugged the older man. His head barely rested on Severus's chest, closer to the stomach area.

"Good morning, Harry. When did you boys wake up?" He asked, just now noticing that the clock said 9:13 am.

"Edward and Emmett were the first ones up," Harry stated, amusement evident in his voice. "They woke up at 6:00. Jake and I woke up around 7:40. Did you have a good night sleep?"

"Of course, but I was quite surprised when I did not have a little imp curled around me." Severus stated dryly.

Harry's pale skin turned a rosy red, giving him some well needed color. He worried his lip between his teeth and poked Severus in the arm, hard. Severus glared down at the teen, ignoring the innocent look that Harry wore.

"Does your father know that you are here with your friends?" Severus asked, suddenly.

From the way that Harry wrung his hands together, he knew that Charlie did not.

Severus sighed impatiently, knowing that it was going to be him who called Charlie. He also knew that it was going to be a very awkward conversation between him and his ex.

He remembered when he first met Charlie Swan.

~~~~~Flash Back~~~~~

Severus Snape sat at his desk, waiting for the next parent to come in. It was two quarters into the school year and time for the parent-teacher conference.

So far he had been yelled at for making someone's kid cry, and slapped by a severely hormonal pregnant women. All in all it had been going pretty well.

Compared to last year, when an old lady with a cane hit him, this year was fairly calm.

The man who stepped through the door next was, in Severus's opinion, very good looking. He had dark brown, messy hair that was cut short. He had big brown eyes, light tan skin, and was cleanly shaven. He had a nice built, too. He was probably six foot, only two inches shorter then himself, and as far as Severus could tell, very well muscled.

He had a nice smile, Severus noted. His teeth weren't perfectly straight, but they were white and his eyes lit up when he smiled.

Severus also noted, very happily, that the man had no wedding ring on his finger. Interesting indeed.

Severus, being the gentlemen he was, stood up and offered his hand to the man. The man took Severus's hand and shook it gently.

"Thank you for coming tonight. I am Professor Severus Snape. And you are?" Severus asked, using his nicest tone.

"I am Charlie Swan. Harry Potter-Swan's father. My son talks a lot about you, Professor." Severus froze. This gorgeous man was Harry's father? Why didn't Harry tell him that his father was this gorgeous. Well, Harry was eleven years old and he doubted that Harry was putting his father on the line for dating.

"Yes, well, your son is a very good friend of mine. He is a very good student. Please, take a seat." And doing what Severus said, Charlie sat.

"Harry said he had been doing well in your class. Is this true?" Charlie asked, staring at the man in front of him.

"That is true. Harry is very good at science. He is one of my top students, and one of my favorites to have in class." Severus said, obviously trying to win brownie points, while also not lying to the man.

"I thought you taught chemistry?" Charlie asked, looking confused. His nose was scrunched a little bit, as if he was trying to think of what his son had told him at the beginning of the year.

"I do, but the younger kids start in beginner science and work their way up. Their last two or three years will be chemistry." Severus said in an understanding tone. The system confused a lot of people.

The two men had talked for an hour straight before Severus made note of the time.

After that, the two men stayed in touch through phone calls and emails.

~~~~~End Flash Back~~~~~

Severus smiled sadly at the memory. He could truthfully say that Charlie Swan had been one of his best friends. He was also the only one that Severus had ever truly loved.

As he listened to the children talk, he thought back on their first kiss.

~~~~~Flash Back~~~~~

Charlie and Severus were sitting on his couch, just sitting quietly. Harry had gone into the room that Severus had made up for him two years ago, in his first year.

Lately, Severus had been feeling more then platonic feelings for the other man. And same goes for Charlie.

They were both too chicken to do anything about it, so they sat on opposite sides of the couch in an awkward silence. They used to be able to talk about each and every thing very easily. Their friendship had been a comfortable one. They spent holidays together with Harry, Remus and Sirius. They even spent some weekends together, but lately they had been tense.

Harry had noticed the change in atmosphere, but knew better then to get involved with other's business. It was one of the many things that he had remembered from the Dursley's.

Finally, Charlie could take no more of the silence and turned towards Severus.

"What is going on, Severus? You have been quiet for a few weeks. We have barely talked."

Severus snorted angrily, and glared at the floor.

"Don't be a hypocrite Charlie. You have been quiet, too. The silence is hardly my fault." Severus snapped at Charlie not for the first time.

Charlie glared back, not backing down, to Severus's chagrin.

"Do you want to know my problem, Severus? Is that what you want? Fine…" And with that, Charlie leaned over Severus's prone form.

He leaned down so that there was barely an inch between his and Severus's lips. He looked into Severus's eyes and noticing the slight spark of allowance, he closed the gap between them.

He gripped the collar of Severus's shirt, pulled him roughly towards him, and kissed him passionately. It was all teeth and tongue, not gentle at all. Severus's hands wandered down to Charlie's hips and held him where he was. Charlie's tongue probed Severus's mouth, tasting the sweetness that was Severus Snape.

After a while, they pulled back from each other, breathing heavily. Severus smiled softly at Charlie and leaned up to give him a peck on the lips. Charlie returned the kiss with a much longer one.

They had ended falling asleep on the couch, and when they woke up Harry was lying down with them.

~~~~~End Flash Back~~~~~

Severus licked his lips, remembering the feeling of Charlie's lips on his own.

Sighing and shaking his head, he moved into the kitchen to grab the phone.

He dialed the memorized number and waited for Charlie to pick up.

"Charlie, Harry is in England." Severus said as soon as Charlie picked up the phone.

"WHAT!?!?" Charlie yelled, as Severus held the phone away from his ear.

"He and three of his friends are here, sitting in my living room with Theo, Neville, and Draco. They got here last night."

He waited for another yell, but got a soft voice instead.

"Stall them," Charlie said. "I'm coming to England." And with that, all Severus heard was dial tone.