Summary: When Dumbledore suspects something odd going on at Number Four, he sends his resident spy to investigate. What Severus finds will not only shock the cold-hearted Potions Master, but revelations that follow will rock the Wizarding World. AU!

Rating: PG13/T

Disclaimer:Nothing belongs to me.

A/N: Firstly, my deepest apologies for the long delay in updating. RL simply caught up to me. I hate to do this, I really do. It's been over a year since I first began re-writing this fic, and I'm still not pleased with it. I spent a long time debating, and I decided that I'm going to leave this as a ten-chapter fanfiction. I might do a sequel later, but as it is, this is the last chapter.

I have many reasons for finishing this now, but I honestly feel this is for the best. Do NOT expect frequent updates come September. On top of school (which includes two AP classes), I have two bands, two choirs, two orchestras (concert and possibly pit), a chamber group, clarinet lessons, SATs, ACTs, PASEs, AP testing, and finals. I am going to be ridiculously busy when you add concerts, rehearsals, homework, studying, and fall football games to the mix. I plan on writing a LOT in the two-and-a-half months I have off, and then edit and post them when possible.

I extend my apologies again, and hope you enjoy the following chapter. I plan on writing a short piece that has been stuck in my head for quite awhile. It will be Severus and Harry centric, but I'm not sure how it will go yet. Enjoy.

"Harry," A soft voice broke through the sleepy haze surrounding Harry.

"Harry, wake up." The voice held a tone of mirth, Harry making soft sounds of protest as he burrowed deeper into the warm covers.

"Harry, come on now, wake up." The bed dipped as Severus sat down, brushing the ebony locks away from Harry's still-too-pale face.

"Don't wanna," Harry mumbled, pulling the covers over his head stubbornly. Severus chuckled, running his potion-stained fingers through Harry's messy curls.

"Harry, you have to get up." He insisted, gently taking hold of the cover and sheets and pulling them back sharply. Harry yelped, jerking upright into a sitting position, his eyes wide and hair mussed. Glaring at his smirking godfather, who held the blankets, Harry took up his pillow and launched it at Severus, hitting him squarely in the face. Grinning smugly, Harry got off the bed, confident Severus was too startled to do anything. Making his way towards his bathroom, Harry yelped as he was caught around the waist and swung onto the bed, letting out a "oomph!" as he landed on his back. "Severus, what?" he managed to get before Severus began mercilessly tickling his ribs. Harry laughed, trying to squirm away from his godfather's relentless 'attack'.

"Sev- Severus, please!" He gasped out between bursts of laughter, Severus grinning smugly. Gazing down at his still laughing charge, Severus stopped his attack. Trying to catch his breath, Harry grinned up at his guardian, emerald eyes sparkling. Severus grasped Harry's wrists and pulled the teen into a standing position, giving him a push towards the bathroom.

"Go and wash up, brat. I'll be in the kitchen making breakfast, meet me in the dining room." Severus said, Harry nodding. Shaking his head lightly, Severus made his way to the kitchen.

Yawning, Harry entered the dining room and stood rooted to the spot when he entered the kitchen. Balloons and streamers filled the room, a pile of presents perched on the sideboard. Most surprising were his friends gathered in the room. Hermione, Neville, Ginny, Ron, Fred, George, and Luna had all jumped out, shocking the teen. In addition, Remus Lupin and the Weasley parents were there. Tears filling his eyes, Harry turned to Severus. "I- I don't know what to say." He murmured, Severus giving a small smile as he drew Harry to his side.

"You don't need to say anything, Harry. Just be happy, and have a good time." Severus said softly, Harry turning tearful, bright eyes to him.

"Thanks, Sev." He said, his voice thick with unshed tears. Knowing the teens slight emotional unbalance, Severus wrapped both his arms around Harry in a tight hug, the teen burying his face in the shoulder.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Dig in!" Severus said, feeling Harry shuddering as he tried to get his emotions under tight control. The teens cheered, all competing for spots at the table. "Are you alright?" He asked softly, gently pushing Harry back.

Taking a deep breath, Harry nodded. A grin plastered across his face, Harry dashed to the head of the table, laughing with his friends. A smile spread slowly across Severus' face as he watched his godson finally get the happiness he deserved. They were a family.