Look! It only took me two months to update this time! *sees the readers are still not pleased* Err...hehehe *gulp*

Thanks to:

I-Love-Trunks1 (Sebastian is the boy that Severus convinced Greyback had died after being bitten), Dark Angel's Blue Fire, Pixy Black, riseofafallenangel (Severus' snark in the opening bit of his letter was my favorite part), xxxxParvati-Patilxxxx, picky and paranoid, ladyBlue Wolf, moonfoot13, Allie-grrl4

Regulus stood to leave. "I...I need my husband."

"You will find a fireplace two doors down. Tell the guard I sent you and, if you decide to follow Mr. Snape's wishes, you are to be allowed back to finalize the custody papers and transfer his vaults to your name."

Nodding absently, Regulus left.

"Are you sure this is the place?" Remus stared at the rundown shack. The walls were covered in ivy and the roof looked as though it would cave at any minute.

Regulus nodded. "Yeah. Sev...Sev used this place to do most of his research. He never told anyone else where it was, so he would be left alone to brew to his heart's content." He started up the path, leaving his husband with no choice but to follow. "I used to floo in from time to time and make sure he was eating."

When they reached the porch, the door opened and a house elf bounced out to meet them.

"Master Regulus! I is not expecting company."

Regulus smiled sadly. "I'm afraid I haven't come just to visit, Kent. Severus..." he trailed off, not sure he could handle having to tell Kent of his master's death. A warm hand pushed against his lower back.

"I'll tell him, love. Go find Sebastian."

Regulus walked the length of the hallway, letting his fingers trail against the wall. Severus had never been one for decoration, so the lack of photos made him grin. The house was undeniably Severus's. The door to the guest room, where he assumed Sebastian had taken up residence, was just in front of him. How was he going to tell this little boy that his hero was gone?

Gathering every ounce of courage he had in him, Regulus opened the door and peered into the room.

A little boy, no older than seven, sat in a chair near the window, doodling on a piece of parchment.

He hummed a happy little tune, swinging his legs back and forth. Sebastian had an all too familiar scar on his left arm, one that Regulus had seen on Remus' side. To be bitten so young…

Shaking his head, Regulus cleared his throat. Startled, Sebastian knocked over his inkpot trying to turn around. Reg walked over to the tiny desk and vanished the ink with small smile. The boy looked amazed.

"It's you!"

Shocked, Regulus asked, "Do you know who I am?"

"You're the angel! Mister Severus said if anything bad ever happened to him an angel would come for me! He showed me your picture in his…" Sebastian trailed off. "Where's Mister Severus?"

Regulus dropped to his knees, meeting the boy's scared eyes. "Sebastian, Severus was in a…he was attacked by a very bad man. He had to go away."

"Is he sick? Will he come back?"

"No. He can't come back."

"But…but"

"Hush now." Regulus pulled the crying child into a hug. "Everything is going to be okay. Severus sent me here to take care of you. You get to come live with me and Remus. You'll get to meet my brother and James and Harry. Harry's three. I'm sure you can find all kinds of mischief to get into together."

Regulus rocked the poor child back and forth, trying to smile gratefully through his own tears when Kent and Remus came to pack up Sebastian's things.

"Let's get you home."