Severus Snape, age five and a half, and Sirius Black, age seven and a half, sat on kitchen chairs that were approximately ten feet apart with their arms crossed and identical scowls on their faces.

 Across the room, Harry and Ginny sat beside one another on the couch and looked at the boys. They were still shocked about the circumstances that sat in front of them.

 “Are you going to sit there and stare at us all day, or are you going to actually use your obtuse brain and figure this mess out?” Little Snape snapped at Harry.

 Harry raised his eyebrows at the little boy in front of him. Now that he had been a father for three years, his entire persona had changed, and looking at Little Snape, all he could see was a small child.

 “Sna…Severus, Ginny and I are taking you into our home…on your request…and there are some things that both you and Sirius should know.”

 “Yea, like they are gonna kick you out on your arse, Snivillus!” Sirius sneered at the young boy.

 Then the unpredictable happened. Snape started crying.

 “Shut your stupid arse, Mutt!” Snape yelled at the other boy.

 “No one asked you, Snivillus!” Sirius yelled and jumped up from his chair and then ran over to the smaller boy and pushed him off the chair.

 “Sirius Orion Black! Stop that this instant!” Ginny yelled just as Harry whipped his wand out and formed a barrier between the two children.

 Snape, still on the floor, wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his recently transfigured long sleeved shirt.

“Serves you right, Snivillus!”

Harry ignored Sirius and went over to kneel by Little Snape. He placed his hands under his arms and picked him up, then conjured a tissue to wipe the tears off of his cheeks.

“Are you alright? Are you hurt?” Harry asked him gently.

Severus sniffed and just stared at Harry.

“Leave me alone. I don’t like you. You will probably pat him on the back later.” Severus snapped at the older man in front of him.

Harry sighed and then stood up, placing Severus back on his chair.

Sirius was standing there watching the interaction between the whiny brat and Harry. He had confusion written all over his face.

“Sirius, go back and sit on your chair. We are all going to have a chat.” Harry said and walked back over to the couch to sit by Ginny.

“Okay, boys, listen up. Ginny and I have things that we need to tell you and we need you both to listen, and listen carefully. Then we have questions for you both. Do you understand?” Harry asked.

Neither boy said anything, they simply sat and glared.

This time, Ginny sighed.

“Well, okay then. It is very important for you both to know that things have changed. As it is apparent that you both have your adult memories, there are many things that you have missed out on over the years. Sirius, the first thing that you need to know and realize is that Voldemort is dead. He died five and a half years ago, the same night that Sn…Severus was killed. A lot of things led up to that night, but the most important thing is that he is dead and since that night the wizarding world has never been freer. It is important that both of you know a few things that have occurred since that night. Ginny’s father, Arthur, is the Minister of Magic, as you well know. Professor McGonagall is the Headmistress of Hogwarts. I teach there as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Ginny is a Healer at St. Mungos, and during the holidays and some weekends we live here, in Godric’s Hollow. Other times we live at Hogwarts.” Harry started, then paused to look at Ginny.

“Boys, a lot of people lost their lives during the war. While things have changed, and we are happy that Voldemort no longer reigns over anyone, a lot of people died and it caused the remainder of the wizarding community to become much closer. They put aside their differences and came together in order to rebuild what was lost.” Ginny said.

Suddenly, Sirius looked at Harry, his brow scrunched as if he was deep in thought.

“Harry, I asked for Moony when Arthur talked to us. He said that he couldn’t call him. Was tonight a full moon?” Sirius asked. He immediately noticed the pained expression cross Harry’s face.

“Sirius, Moony did not survive the war. He died a hero. As did his wife, Tonks. Their son…” Harry cleared his throat for a moment and then continued, “Their son, Teddy, lives with me and Ginny. He was my godson, but now he is our son. He visits Andromeda often, as do our children. She is their grandmother as much as she is Teddy’s.” Harry said gently.

Now it was Sirius’ turn to cry. His last friend was dead. His cries grew into sobs quickly, but as soon as he noticed Severus looking at him, he wiped his tears away and stuck his tongue at the other boy.

“Stop looking at me you stupid git.” Sirius said.

Again, Harry and Ginny sighed.

“Okay, boys, this is going to stop. This is how things are going to go. It is going to take some adjusting, but this will work out. As of an hour ago, Ginny and I became your legal guardians. We have rules that you will each follow, or you will suffer the consequences which will be decided upon depending on what you did. We have very few rules, but they will be followed. Rule one: Be respectful. Not only to me and Ginny, but also to all adults, all children, and especially one another. Rule Two: No lying. To anyone. Rule Three: No fighting. Now as of right now, those are the only three rules that we need; however, as the need arises, more rules can be discussed. Each of our children also have what we call a Happy Chart that stays in the kitchen on a bulletin board, Ginny, do you want to explain that?” Harry asked, since it had been her idea to begin with…one that worked amazingly.

“Sure. The Happy Chart determines your bedtime, your free time, and extra treats. Everyone goes to bed at 9:00 sharp. However, if you misbehave, that time can be subtracted from and the same with your free time, which can be taken away if you misbehave. However, if you are good, do something to help each other out, or get a good report from a babysitter or teacher, you can earn Happy stickers. Depending on how many stickers you get, you can have a treat, something small, or save them up and get something big. Of course, you can also lose those stickers if you misbehave. Understand?” Ginny asked the two boys.

“I am a grown man. This is ridiculous.” Severus said from his side.

“I repeat, do you understand?” Ginny asked, one eyebrow quirked up towards her hair line.

“Fine.” Both boys hissed.

“Remember, Rule one is to be respectful. Now, it is seven in the morning and any minute, Ginny’s Mum is coming over to bring the boys over so that you can each meet them. There are three…”

“Hello!” Molly Weasley said, bustling through the Floo with three boys in tow.

Both Sirius and Severus sat up straight and stared at them.

“Oh great, A Lupin and Potter look-a-like.” Severus hissed. Ginny went over and stood by Severus and bent down.

“Severus, you will watch your tone. Those boys are not the ones that you remember. We will talk about this later, but you will keep a civil tongue if you do not want to be in trouble the first day you are here.” Ginny whispered in his ear.

Severus sniffed and scowled, but did…eventually…nod.

“Okay. Good deal.” Ginny said, patting him on the back softly. She noticed that he flinched a little, but looked up at her three boys.

“Mummy!” the smallest boy said, running towards his mother and jumping into her arms. Ginny walked over to Harry where he stood with the other two boys, both of which were staring at the two new additions sitting in the middle of the room.

“Severus, Sirius, we would like you to meet our boys. This,” Harry said, his hand over the tallest and oldest boy’s head, “is Teddy, or Theodore Remus Lupin-Potter, he is six years old.”

Then Harry leaned over to the middle boy, “This is James Sirius Potter, he is four.”

“Ha, that figures.” Severus grunted.

Sirius, however, just stared at the boy…his namesake…and then at Harry.

“Severus,” Harry said, taking the smallest boy from Ginny and going to Severus and kneeling and front of him with the child, he laid his hand on Severus’ knee.

“Severus, look at me.” Harry said.

Severus looked up from Harry, and then looked at the little boy who was staring intently at him.

Lily’s eyes stared back at him.

“Severus, I would like you to meet Albus Severus Potter. He is two years old.”

 Tears fell down Severus’ face.

He didn’t even bother to wipe them away.