The Malfoy-Potters

Severus sighed when he thought of Corvus again. He was angry at himself
that he couldn’t stop loving the younger man. Not even after what he had done.

He had believed he never would’ve gotten a chance with Corvus and was
effectively startled when the young man had confessed his love for him. But he
was angry as hell, when he disappeared next day. Severus thought he could never
forgive him for that.

He had been too hurt when he saw Corvus disappearing with Granger and
Black. His heart had been shattered into a million pieces. Severus knocked the
Firewhiskey, that he was twirling in his glass, back in one motion.

He stared at the opposite wall, without seeing anything, when suddenly
someone knocked on the door.  

 “Enter.” Severus just said and
the door opened slowly, as if the visitor was hesitating to come in.

Severus growled under his breath, annoyed with the slow visitor. He
needed another drink. Badly.

He looked up and his eyes widened. He knew that guy. There, in front of
him, was standing the young man he was thinking about not even a minute ago.
Long black hair, pulled back with a green silken ribbon, and a few strands escaping
the ribbon. Silver-blue eyes and pink perfect lips. The man of his dreams. And
his nightmares.

“POTTER! What are you doing here?” Severus said angrily. “No, wait.
Don’t answer that, just get the hell out!”

Corvus gulped. He had expected the Potions Master to be angry, but this
angry?

“Severus, please let me explain!” Corvus all but begged.

“EXPLAIN? You come to explain? That explanation would come FIVE years too
late. Now GET OUT!”

“Severus, please…” Severus growled. “It’s Snape for you, Potter. Get
out!” But Corvus shook his head. He wasn’t going to let himself be pushed away.
Not by the father of his little girl. His eyes followed Severus who was pouring
a double Firewhiskey in his glass and who drank the stuff in one big swallow.

“You called me Corvus.” He said as an explanation and Severus froze. He
stood with his back to Corvus and only realized he was still pouring another
Firewhiskey when the contents off his glass spilled.

“What?” Severus asked, not believing the young man.

“You called me Corvus. That night. You said you loved me too, but you
said Corvus instead of Harry. What was I to believe?” Corvus said, glaring at
the back of the man.

“Sweet Merlin. Please tell me you didn’t hear that.” Severus sat down
shakily in an armchair, glass and bottle still in his hands. Corvus kneeled
next to him and took the glass and the bottle. He set them aside.

Severus groaned and buried his head in his hands. He had been blaming
Corvus for over five years for disappearing. Now he found out it was his fault.

“I’m sorry I disappeared like that, Severus. But what was I to think
when you called me Corvus? Now I know that is my real name, but back then I
still believed it was Harry.”

“You have nothing to be sorry about, Corvus. It was all my stupid fault.
I shouldn’t have called you that.” Severus still refused to look up from his
hands.

“Severus. Look at me.” Corvus pulled Severus’ hands out of his hair and
lifted his chin.

“You have nothing to be sorry about either. It was all Dumbledore’s
fault. If he hadn’t locked my father up and put me with the Dursley’s, there
wouldn’t have been a single problem.” Severus sighed.

“I know, but still… I shouldn’t have said that.”

“It doesn’t matter anymore, Severus. I did my fair share of faults too.
I left.”

“I would have left too.” Severus said. Corvus nodded. “Yes, you would. But
I can’t help but wondering if you’d have come back if what happened to me,
happened to you.” Corvus stood up and faced the photographs on the mantle above
the fireplace.

Severus frowned and went to next to Corvus. “What happened to you?” He
asked and with a sigh Corvus turned around to face his once-time-lover.

“I got pregnant.” Severus’ eyes grew wide and he stumbled seeking support
on the mantle. “What?” he asked. Not believing his own ears.

“I got pregnant. We have a four-year-old daughter, Severus.” Corvus
refused to look at Severus and frowned when he heard a thump. Severus had
fainted.

Corvus rolled his eyes and cast an ‘enervate’ at the Potions Master and
Severus groaned when he woke up.

“Why am I lying here on the floor?” Corvus chuckled and stuck a hand out
to help Severus to get up. Severus accepted the hand and got up. “Because you
fainted when I told you we have a daughter.”

“Oh. Right.” Severus frowned. “What’s her name?”

“Carina Ronalda Potter-Snape. Carrie for short.” Corvus said “I hope you
don’t mind that I gave her your name too?” Severus shook his head.

“She’s my daughter too, so she should probably wear my name. Wouldn’t
want it otherwise.” Severus motioned Corvus to sit down and sat next to him.

“How come you know that your name’s really Corvus?” Severus asked,
suddenly remembering that Corvus had said he now knew that was his real name.

 “I went to visit the Weasly’s
yesterday and guess who I met up there. My fathers. Both of them. And a twin
brother.” Corvus smiled at the memory. He finally had the family he so desired.
The only one missing from his little family was the father of his little girl.

“Oh.” Severus just said. Dumbfounded and excited of finally being able
to call the love of his life with his real name.

It got uncomfortable after that, Corvus not knowing where to start and
Severus not knowing how to ask.

“So… Uhm… Where have you been all this time?” Severus said after a while
and Corvus shrugged.

“We found a house in a little town, not far away from London.” He said
and Severus stomach turned.

“We?” he asked, dreading the answer. Corvus answered not noticing the
dread in Severus’ eyes.

“Yeah, Me, Mione, Sirius and Carrie.” Severus sighed with relief and
this time Corvus did notice.

“I haven’t been seeing anyone since that night, Severus.” He offered and
Severus met his eyes, shock evidently in those onyx orbs.

“But it’s been…” Severus stuttered.

“5 years. I know. But have you been seeing anyone since that night?”
Corvus asked, knowing Severus hadn’t. He had checked this before he had come
over to see Severus, not wanting to intrude if Severus indeed had moved on.

“No.” Severus just answered. Corvus nodded. “I meant what I said that
night.” Corvus paused.

“That I loved you. I meant it.”