Chapter 6

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Harry looked around in confusion, feeling slightly light headed. Where am I? He wondered. He looked around and found himself in a bright kitchen where a pretty red -headed woman was putting a plate of grilled tomatoes on the table. "Mum?" Harry whispered. "Mum!" He said louder taking a step towards her. Memories, Harry remembered. She wasn't really there; she was his dad's memory.

"Grilled tomatoes? You hate tomatoes." A younger Severus Snape said as he entered the room and observed her taking a bite of tomato. He kissed her on the cheek and ran his hand through her long hair. She smiled up at him, her green eyes bright and happy.

"I usually do." Lily agreed, handing Severus a plate. "I haven't been able to stop craving them though."

Severus frowned slightly. "That's strange since you can barely stand to even see anyone eat them." He noticed her amused look and raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Lily had a tiny smirk on her face and gave a little shrug. "Nothing. How is your breakfast?"

"It's very good, as always." Severus said slowly as he watched her practically devour the grilled tomatoes. He went to pour himself some tea and noticed a small gift bag next to the teapot. "What is this?"

"A present." Lily answered, watching him expectantly.

"You got me a present." Severus stated, picking up the bag. He wondered about his wife's strange behavior but shrugged it off as he pulled a toy cauldron out of the bag as well as a toy potion making kit. "Lily dear? I do believe I have graduated to the big boy potions by now."

Lily laughed. "Yes, you have my love. I just thought you would want to start our child on them as soon as possible though."

"Well of course I-"Severus stared at her. Cravings? Toys? "Lily, really?"

Lily nodded and a moment later Severus had her in his arms and was kissing her. "You're pregnant? I'm going to be a father?"

"That's generally how it works." Lily teased, clearly thrilled with her husband's response. "I had it confirmed this morning. You're happy?"

"Happy? Lily, you have given me so much already and now a child." Severus held her close. "I love you so much."

"I love you too Sev." Lily put her hand on his cheek and looked deeply into his dark eyes. "You are going to be a great father, I just know it." They held each other a bit longer until Lily finally had to ask, "Sev? Are you going to finish your tomatoes?" His answer was a deep rumbling laugh.

Harry, who had been watching with a huge grin on his face, felt himself swirling again and the next room he was in was a hospital room. His Mum was lying on the bed looking tired but content. She was smiling up at Severus as he held their baby in his arms. "Hello my son." Severus said, his voice filled with awe as he gazed at the tiny face. "Lily, he is beautiful. He has your eyes."

Lily smiled. "He looks a lot like you Sev. He is beautiful." She reached up and gently touched her sons tiny arm. "What did you think of the name Harry? After my Dad?"

"I like it very much." Severus assured her. He looked down at his son. "Harry Severus Snape." He said proudly, carefully sitting next to Lily so they could both gaze at their son.

Harry felt himself start to swirl again although he wanted to stay and watch his parents. He couldn't believe he had ever been that small! To his delight, he was back in the same room where his Mum had told his dad she was expecting. This must be the cottage they had lived in, Harry thought.

"Come on Harry. Take a bite for Mummy," Lily said sweetly, holding out a spoonful of baby food. Little Harry was sitting in his high chair and screwed up his face at the food and turned away. "Gaga!"

Lily sighed. "Harry, you can't just eat strained peaches for every meal."

"Ah, is someone being difficult?" Severus asked as he walked into the kitchen and gave his son an amused look. "What is your mother doing now?"

Lily playfully stuck her tongue out at her husband. "Very funny Sevvy."

Severus scowled. "Don't call me Sevvy."

Lily gave a laugh and turned her attention back to Harry. "Come on sweetie. It is sweet potatoes. Very yummy."

Little Harry glanced down at the spoon and wrinkled his nose.

"Hmm..." Severus looked thoughtful and then summoned Harry's pacifier and dipped it in the sweet potatoes. He offered it to Harry who sucked happily on it. After a moment Severus gently took the pacifier away and held up a spoon of baby food and Harry obediently opened his mouth and ate it.

Lily stared for a moment and then shook her head with a smile. "Thank goodness I married a brilliant man."

"You're brilliant." Severus kissed her. "Why don't you go take a rest? I'll finish feeding Harry and get him ready for bed."

Lily gave him a grateful look and then kissed Harry on top of his head. "Good night Harry Bear." She squeezed Severus's arm. "Thanks Sev. You really do have a way with him."

Before Harry felt himself swirling again he watched as his dad patiently finished feeding him. He went through more scenes of his parents and himself, being rocked and sung to by his Mum, his Mum laughing as his Dad told him all about potions even though he was too young to understand them. The last memory was of him in his Dad's arms standing with his Mum as the three of them hugged each other, Dumbledore standing in the background watching sadly. Harry realized with a pain that this must have been the last time the three of them were together.

Harry found himself pulled out of the memories and he was back in the kitchen in their quarters, his Dad watching him with concern. "Are you all right? It can feel strange when you come out of the pensive."

Harry nodded, not able to speak yet. They had really been a family. The pensive had made the photos come to life and Harry had been able to see what he had once had, what could have been. But it wasn't all lost. He had his Dad back now.

"Thank you." Harry whispered thickly, his eyes filled with tears. Without thinking he hugged his Dad. "Seeing her, seeing us as a family...just...thank you."

"You're welcome." Severus returned the hug. "Happy Birthday son."

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