Chapter Fifty-eight;

"I wasn't aware Severus' parents were alive." Sirius admitted.

"Yes, my son was never one to speak about his Mother and I."

"So she's still alive as well?"

"Oh, no. She died when he was in his final year at this… /school/" He spat coldly, taking a glance around.

"I'm sorry for your loss—"

"It happened twenty years ago, I assure you that your sorry means nothing." Tobias said as he turned his gaze back to Sirius, an emotionless expression on his face.

"I see…"

"Right. So, you're my Son's… Husband."

"Yes, sir." Sirius said, trying his best to be polite.

"You'd think the boy would at least try to be normal." Tobias said, crossing the room and examining a jar on a mantel.

"What's /that/ supposed to mean?" Sirius asked, turning on his heel.

"Oh, you know the whole freak magic bullshit. Then much to my delightment when the boy comes to me when he's thirteen and tells me he's a fag—"

"Shut your mouth." Sirius spat, clenching his fist.

Tobias tensed, turning on his heel and quirking his eyebrow. "Excuse me you little shit?"

"I said. Shut. Your. Mouth." Sirius hissed harshly, his jaw locked.

"I'd watch what you say to me if I were you."

"Oh? And why's that?"

Tobias never answered, his lips just twisted into a mixture of a smirk and an iniquitous-looking smile. Sirius' left eye twitched in annoyance and was brought out of his staring by Severus entering the room and giving him a glare. "Sirius."

"Severus!" He responded, crossing the room to where Severus stood, grabbing his waist and pulling their bodies together as well as crashing their lips together.

Severus widened his eyes, pulling his head back. "Siri—"

"Hmph." Sirius grunted, moving one of his hands to cradle Severus' and pushing their lips together to deepen the kiss, pushing his tongue into the cavern that was Severus' mouth and exploring it thoroughly, making sure they were both quite breathless before he pulled back and panted, grinning sheepishly at Severus, whom was a bit dazed by the kiss, as well as his lips swollen and a darker shade of red.

He pulled away from Severus enough to wrap one of his arms around his waist and pulling him to lean against Sirius, placing a kiss to Severus' forehead. "I missed you, /love/." He said, throwing a glare at Tobias, whom was staring with a look of disgust on his face.

Tobias flexed his hand opened and closed, keeping a calm expression. "What a display, Mr. and Mrs. Black." He spat, quirking his eyebrow. "By the last name, I take it you're the bitch in the relationship, Severus? Tsk, tsk."

Sirius growled deep in his throat, pushing forward to launch at Tobias but was stopped by Severus gripping his cloak tightly. "No." He whispered harshly.

Tobias rolled his eyes at the act, taking a look around the room once again and then returning his gaze back towards the mantel and poking at a jar. "You know, it's quite sad when I have to read about my own son's wedding in the paper. Tell me, if your Mother was alive would you have invited us?"

"I—" Severus began.

"Of course you wouldn't have. You've always been an ungrateful bastard child." Tobias spat, and Sirius growled once again. "What is he? A dog? He needs a collar, though if it was that type of relationship I'd imagine you would have the collar on, Severus, tsk tsk. Honestly, you're a freak with magic, you're a—" He paused to throw a glare at Sirius. "—Queer. The /least/ you could do is be the /Man/ in the relationship."

"That's enough! Get the hell out!" Sirius bellowed, pulling out of Severus' grip and clenching both of his fists tightly.

"Very well, I have better things to do anyway. Severus, I expect you to do as I told you earlier, am I understood?" He asked, not waiting for a response as he grabbed some of the floo powder and stepped into the fireplace. "Snape Manor." He said clearly, disappearing in the green flame.

Sirius stayed quiet after he left, running over what was said in his head. He turned to look at Severus who was staring at the ground, his eyes glazed over as he was lost in thought. "What the hell did he mean? What did he tell you?"

"He—he wants me home one day over spring hols."

"Hell no."

"Sirius, I have too—"

"Then I'm going."

"He doesn't like it when I bring comp—"

"I'm your Husband!"

"Yes, and you've seen how he feels on that matter."

"I don't care!"

"You're not going, and this isn't up for discussion."

"Then you're not going either."

"He's my Fath—"

"Fathers don't hate their children." Sirius spat.

Severus glared at Sirius, then turned on his heel and walked through the door to his office, slamming it behind him. Sirius sighed and ran a hand down his face, walking out of the lab and heading towards his classroom as he had a class. He had three back to back classes, which he didn't feel like teaching so instead made them read from textbooks as he glared at every one of them. When his final class ended – a Gryffindor/Slytherin 7th year class – he stood from his desk and picked up some parchment, tossing it into his desk and then headed out the door, stopping when he came into tracks with Harry.

Harry frowned. "You okay, Sirius?"

"Of course I am." Sirius said as he began to walk towards the Great Hall for dinner.

"Oh. Well, I heard you and Snape were going to adopt a kid? That's great, Siri. Lots of kids are orphans after war, you know? You're doing a great thi—"

"Yes, I know, Harry."

Harry stepped forward fast enough to stand in front of Sirius which made him stop. "Siri."

Sirius stopped and sighed. "Yes, Harry?"

"What the hell is your problem?"

"Watch your mouth."

Harry glared. "Why should I? You're being a git."

Sirius frowned and ran a hand through his hair. "I'm sorry, Prongs." He said, pulling Harry into a hug.

Harry smiled. "It's okay. What's wrong?"

"I just…"

"Had a fight with Snape?"

"We didn't really fight. I'm just a bit annoyed."

"Oh. I'm glad you two aren't fighting. That's not good for your relationship, you know."

"Yes, I know, James." Sirius said, rolling his eyes.

"What?" Harry asked, grinning.

"You sound like James. When Lily would get mad, he would just brush it off, not fight back. Once she even yelled at him in public, he just smiled like an idiot, when we asked him why, he told us it's not good if a relationship has too much fighting or something." Sirius explained, shrugging his shoulders.

"Then maybe you should listen to my Dad, he sounds like a genius." Harry said, smirking and pulling away to walk into the Great Hall.

Sirius scoffed and then followed in pursuit, heading up towards the head table after ruffling Harry's hair when he took his seat. He took the seat next to Severus, and began to sip at his pumpkin juice, waiting for the food to appear after Albus informed the students the times to be outside in the morning to head to the train station to go home for spring break. Sirius watched Severus out of the corner of his eyes, Severus was staring at his plate, a frown on his face, although you could only tell it was a frown if you were close-up.

When the food appeared, Sirius put some on his plate and poked at it, slipping his left hand under the table and grabbing hold of Severus' right hand. Severus intertwined their fingers which caused Sirius to grin. "So, tomorrow night, I was thinking we could go to Hogsmeade?"

Severus looked at him, his eyebrow raised. "Okay."

Sirius nodded his head and began to eat; Minerva leaned forward to look over at Sirius and Severus. "Shall I watch the little one then?"

"What do you mean?" Sirius asked, a bit confused.

"Oh, my apologies, Sirius, Severus, I forgot to tell you two." Albus interrupted. "I got a hold of the matron; she said you two can come by tomorrow morning after the students leave. She has the paperwork ready as well, it took her a few hours, as well as me to call the Ministry but everything is read."

"R—Really?" Sirius said, smiling.

"Yes. Tomorrow you two will be parents." Albus said, nodding his head.

Sirius grinned from ear to ear, squeezing Severus' hand. He turned back to his meal and ate happily, listening to the conversation at the table though not really commenting, just wanting dinner to be over. When it finally was, he jumped up and pulled Severus along after him. Severus followed him in silence back to their room. When they got inside, Sirius closed the door and pinned Severus against it, his lips curling into a smirk.

"What're you doing, mutt?" Severus asked, glaring.

"We're going to have a kid tomorrow." Sirius responded, grinning.

"So I heard."

Sirius pushed their lips together for a quick chaste kiss, smiling into the kiss. "Aren't you excited?"

"Of course I am." Severus said, quirking his eyebrow.

"Well… act like it. I mean… we're… I can't stop smiling."

"So I've noticed."

Sirius growled and kissed the tip of Severus' nose. "We're starting a family."

"You're daft." Severus said, rolling his eyes.

"Oi, I am not." Sirius said, snickering. "Now I believe you owe me…"

"Do I now?"

"Yes."

"What exactly do I owe you for?"

"Teasing me earlier."

"I did nothing of the sort."

"Pfft. Yet you're still paying me back."

"Oh?"

"Yup." Sirius said, pulling Severus with him towards the bedroom.