A/N: PhoenixstarKina asked for something with Lily as a Hogwarts student and Harry teaching. Hope I did it right...You tell me if I messed up, okay? Includes elements from the Epilogue, but not a lot. Now, go enjoy the story!

DISCLAIMER: No matter how much I wave my wand, I will never own Sev and our favorite green-eyed Wizard. *sobs*

WARNING: Yaoi is an important part of these. Please desist in flaming.

-Ryder

P.S. There may be more than one title that gets a continuation; Dragon's Might, Dragon's Might II... etc.

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Severus held Harry's hand as they walked through the familiar gates of Hogwarts. To be invited back to the place both considered home was an honor.

"What about Lily?" Harry asked as they stepped inside the castle. Their daughter was still asleep, as she used the last days before Hogwarts to sleep in.

"Lily will be fine with both of us as Professors. She urged us to take up the offer, as I recall."

"Alright. But... what about these?" Harry flexed the wings that were invisible to all but those who had seen death.

"Not many will see them. Take confidence in that, beloved."

"Says you. A lot of the older students-"

"Have only heard stories from their older siblings. I am the feared Potions Master and you are the Golden Man, defeater of the Dark Lord."

"So you are. Harry, nice to see you again." Longbottom had grown into a quietly confident man who specialized in Herbology.

"Neville! How's Luna?"

"Coming along nicely with our third. You?"

"First trimester of my second little one. Severus claims the sight of me eating my craving is enough to drive any man mad."

"Treacle tart and rare meat do not go together." His husband snorted, shaking his head.

"Professor... I did not know you were still around." They turned to see a slightly green Pansy Parkinson.

"I think that your expression seems a tad... off." Severus said equibly, raising an eyebrow in contempt. "Perhaps you ought to visit the Hospital Wing?" She fled, her hurried footsteps echoing in the hallway.

"You still have it." The nonchalant attitude from Neville (they were colleagues now) was a pleasant surprise to most people's reaction.

"I should think so. Lily has kept me in practice."

"Is she coming to Hogwarts? She can keep Castiel company."

"That little Cas?" Harry asked, keeping his tone light and friendly. A boy with large grey eyes and a thatch of thick black hair peeped out from behind Neville's robe. "Hey."

"Hi." came the shy response, the alto voice holding Luna's dreamy quality. "You're gonna be the new Defense Professor?"

"Yes."

"Good."

They settled into their shared quarters and Apparated home once outside the gates of Hogwarts. Lily was up and yawning as she flipped through telly channels.

"Lilyflower!" Harry glomped their daughter, who took it with a smile. "Have any good dreams?"

"Yes, Daddy. Papa, is there anyone my age who also has a parent for a Professor?"

"Castiel Longbottom."

"Oh, thank goodness! I thought I was the only one." She cheered, her warm hazel eyes full of pure happiness.

"No. But be aware that Castiel is shy."

"That's alright. I'll help him out."

-Start of Term-

-PoV-

Harry sat in a compartment with Lily, grinning as she played Exploding Snap with him.

"Hello? Can I join you? All of the other apartments are-You're a Professor." the blond boy stopped mid-sentence, only to continue as though he hadn't.

"Yes. You are?"

"Scorpious Malfoy."

"Professor Potter-Snape. This is Lily."

"Wait, Father's godfather got married?"

"Yes. Would you like to sit down?" Scorpious sat stiffly as the compartment door closed. Lily gave him a small smile and offered to deal him in.

They stepped off the train, Scorpious, Lily and Castiel huddled together.

"Lilyflower, I'll be up at the Head Table, okay?"

"Daddy... What if I'm not in either of your Houses?"

"Then that House will have gained a fine student. Now, scat." He made his way to the thestral-drawn carriages, patting the gentle horses with ease. They lipped at his robes before allowing him to sit in the carriage, startling some seventh years.

"Whoa. Are you a new student?" One of the girls asked, getting over her shock.

"No, actually, your new Defense Professor." he answered wryly.

"Hope you're better than the last one. She couldn't even concentrate on a lesson!"

"Well then, I think I can do that."

"So, what do we call you?" the same girl asked, her inky hair similar to Severus's.

"Professor Potter." Silence reigned for long minutes.

"The Golden Man?"

"Slayer of V-Voldemort?"

"I guess you could say that... I really didn't do anything other than reflect his own spell back at him." he said casually, staring out at the fog.

After departing the carriages, he slipped up to the Head Table using secret passages.

"There you are. Thought you got lost." Severus's warm greeting was under the table, intertwining their fingers once more. "You were almost late."

"I wanted to pull a Moody, but the weather's not quite right." he chirruped, making his husband groan softly.

"Harry, Harry, Harry... What am I going to do with you?"

"Mmm, love me?"

"As you command, great Slayer."

"Not you too!"

-PoV-

Severus watched as his baby girl was Sorted into Slytherin along with the Longbottom boy and Draco's child. He could not have planned a better friendship. She waved up at them and they waved back, Harry's smile bright.

"Before we begin, I would like to introduce our newest Professors. Professor Potter-Snape and Professor Snape (who is returning to our staff) will be coordinating Defense classes. Please welcome them." The applause was thunderous. Harry pulled out what he termed the 'celebrity' smile. They sat back down again as the feast began. Chatter immediately erupted from the Houses, even Slytherin.

"Already they talk."

"Ick, Sev. How did we end up here again?"

"Lily." he said, sighing.

"Evil little flower." Harry muttered, still smiling.

"She learned from the best." Severus told his husband.

"So you're saying it's my fault?"

"No; but you certainly helped it along, beloved."

"You cheated with that last one." Harry remarked sourly. Severus snorted as he eyed his husband's plate. "No. My broccoli."

"As you wish." The wistful look on Harry's face did it; he snitched the last stalk before Harry could eat it. His husband laughed lowly, ignoring his own chair and sitting in his lap like they did at home. The Great Hall went silent for a moment. Lily scoffed, shaking her head and going back to eating. The Slytherins followed her example, which was repeated by the rest of the Houses. Even the Headmistress stared for a moment longer than necessary. Of course, Harry had fallen asleep in his lap. It was their nightly ritual. Which was why he was going to have to give the Slytherin House a wide berth before listening in on what the older Slytherins had to say. After the Houses were dismissed, Minerva and Neville gave him raised eyebrows.

"Blame Harry. He's made it so that he sleeps on a regular schedule during his pregnancy." He didn't jostle Harry as they made their way up to their quarters. Settling Harry in, Transfiguring his robes into pjs, and changing into his dark blue robes took less than thirty minutes. Slytherin was still wide-awake when he stepped through the doors at eight.

"You're late." The voice came from a fifth year who looked at him with hardened brown eyes.

"No, I am not." he stated succiently, taking the high-backed chair in the center of the room. "Have the older years taught the first years about a united front?"

"What united front? The older years are only out for themselves." A distinct third year snorted, crossing her arms.

"Then we have much to discuss before curfew, do we not? A united front means that a Slytherin is never alone, even if they have aquaintences in other Houses. If a Slytherin is spotted alone... Let's say that the consequence was one I learned well. Present a cool façade to the other Houses. This what they expect to see and hear from you. Seek out only older years of this House or of Ravenclaw. The other Houses will see this as a way to crack the front. Now, any questions?"

"Is it true that you're married to the Harry Potter?"

"It's Potter-Snape now, and that's Professor to you."

"You have a daughter in our House. Will you favor her over us?"

"Lily?"

"The answer would be no, Papa. All Houses are to be treated with equal measures of derision; Slytherin is the exception to the rule, as always."

"Does that answer the most pressing of questions?" A general nod circled the room and Severus gave a rare smile. "Very well, then. Curfew ends at nine in the dungeons. The doors will seal and not let you back in at fifteen minutes to the hour."

He slipped under the warm flannel sheets, Harry curling up under his chin as his thestral wings tucked around them both.

"Back already?"

"The older years were only out for themselves. I had to set that to rights."

"Mmm... Sleep now."

"As you wish, beloved."

-PoV-

Harry awoke wrapped around Severus at the sound of their alarm.

"Nooo..."

"Yes, beloved. We must get up." his husband replied, lifting them both up and disrobing them with a wordless spell. Warm shower spray jogged him further awake, as did Severus, who was washing him carefully, weilding the washcloth with the ease of long practice. First was the swipe up the thigh, then across his wings, sending fire along his veins.

"Nngh... Too early for... Never mind."

He yawned as he sat at the High Table. After the vigorous exercise he'd had this morning, he was alert and aware of the students stumbling in for breakfast, bookbags hanging perilously close to the ground. Harry chuckled lowly, pointing them out to Severus.

"Exactly how I used to look when Hermione dragged me down third year. She stopped after I told her sleep was important and entirely necessary to concentrate. 'Mione took all summer to find it in her own library..."

"Don't they have a daughter of their own?"

"Yeah. Her name's Rose and she's about Lily's age. Ron's still upset that I married you. 'Mione's finally convinced him you aren't the dungeon bat you used to be."

"You mean I still am."

"Not as much as you were before, but yeah. Still insisting that your Potions are the best." Obsidian eyes narrowed before softening.

"They are, of course. St. Mungo's demands them for a severe case. I keep my options open, even when fully employed."

"I know, I know; you want to make sure I'm happy. But I'm happiest with you and Lily around. Soon to be you, Lily and this little one."

"Did Ginerva tell you the sex yet?"

"Not until the first trimester is up, my dark one." Eating in Sev's lap took a lot of weight off of his back, so he did it often. The Great Hall was mostly quiet, with cutlery and low chatter filling the room. Lily showed, her auburn hair pulled up in a casual ponytail learned from both of her parents. Castiel stumbled in behind her, rubbing at his eyes. Scorpious was the last to appear, looking like a carbon-copy of Draco, impeccably dressed and immaculate as he strolled in to eat. Harry watched them with a fond eye as he finished his breakfast.

"Time to prepare for class. We have the older years first class. Should I teach them?"

"Yeah. I'll save my energy for the younger years." They strolled hand-in-hand to the Defense class, greeting the few students there. The class began with the basic syllabus, which evolved into what the students knew. Severus taught them several useful spells, telling them he'd quiz them next time and assigned a three-foot essay. The day rolled by with relative ease... until Lily's class came in.

Harry folded his wings around himself, making him invisible to all but those who had seen death. Only a few students took notice of him at all. He waited until the door closed to reveal himself with a flourish. Several firsties gasped and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Good afternoon class."

"Good afternoon, Professor."

"Now, my name's Professor Potter-Snape, but you may use either name. Any questions? Good."

"Are you gonna test us on what we know of Defense?" Scorpious asked, grey eyes calculating.

"I actually don't mind some expirience. Could you tell the class a spell you know, Mr. Malfoy?"

"Protego."

"A basic Shield Charm. Very good. Five points to Slytherin. Yes, Ms. Weasley?"

"Confrigo?"

"An attack spell, but also used for Defense. The best defense is very often offense. Five points to Gryffindor. Mr. Longbottom?"

"Expelliamus."

"Ah. My personal favorite, the Disarming Spell. Five points to Slytherin."

"Professor, why is it your favorite?" The distict French accent narrowed down who had asked the question.

"Excellent question, Ms. Delacour-Weasley. It's the one I used to defeat Voldemort. Five points to Gryffindor."

"A simple spell?" another female student asked in awe.

"Mmhmm."

"But I heard it was a different one." This was a challenge from the Gryffindor males; Harry deftly dodged it with a non-committal reply.

"No, not really. No spectatular flashes, just him and I. Two spells, one outcome."

"What was that spell you used earlier?" That was Castiel, whose eyes flickered to his wings, then back to his face.

"That was not a spell, Mr. Longbottom. It so happens that what I am allows me to remain invisible to a great deal of people. They are Creatures that you will not learn about until fifth year in Care of Magical Creatures, should you take that elective your third year."

"Could you... possibly tell us, Professor Potter-Snape?" And that would be Scorpious, ever the Slytherin.

"I could, Mr. Malfoy. But that is not today's lesson. Today is basic spells and jinxes."

EndingA/N: And that one's done! Really hope it meets the expectations of the person who asked for it... ASK ME FOR DRABBLES, FOLKS!