Later that night, the professors were doing what they did best: drinking. Minerva had made her way through several small bottles of nettle wine and Filius was becoming quite giggly on his favoured Firewhisky. Pomona could stomach her drink better than the others but had still had a decent amount of mead, and Severus was attempting to drown his sorrows in a bottle of rum. Albus had appeared for half an hour to drink some of Minerva's wine, but had declined to stay longer on the dubious claims that he had end of year celebrations to organise.

"I really think," Minerva gulped, "that Albus should've stayed for longer. He loves nettle wine."

"Almost as much as you do," Pomona muttered, sipping at her mead.

"Don't be crass, Pomona," Severus murmured. 

"Don't be snide, Severus," she murmured back.

"It is the end of term," he pointed out. 

"And we all have to face our students tomorrow," she said. "Since when did you become the irresponsible one?"

"Since Fudge hasn't given me my Order of Merlin," Severus crossed his arms.

"Ah, don't be bitter, Severus. Most of us never get one."

"I did kill Voldemort."

"Noted."

"Stop gossiping, you two, it looks suspicious," Minerva commented, sipping her nettle wine delicately.

"We do love looking suspicious," Severus said idly, relaxing back in his armchair. "It's good for the health."

"Shut up, Severus."

Suddenly there came a knock at the door and Severus rose to get it. When he opened it, however, he got a shock.

"Black, what are you doing here?"

His favourite prisoner of Azkaban stood fidgeting in the doorway.

"Snape," Sirius nodded nervously.

"You didn't answer my question."

Remus appeared behind Sirius.

"He's here to see me," the werewolf said breathlessly.

"Ah," said Severus.

The gears whirred in the Potions Master's head.

"I do love a good romance. Come in, keep calm and carry on."

He turned back to his conversation with Minerva. The Transfiguration professor hadn't even noticed his temporary absence.

Sirius gave Remus a nervous grin as they settled onto a sofa. Snape had surprisingly comfortable furnishings in his cramped chambers.

"That was uncharacteristically nice of him."

"Severus has been particularly uncharacteristic since killing Voldemort. I suspect he's making up for lost time. Much like you."

Remus smiled at his boyfriend.

"Perhaps we could start afresh," started Sirius. "I'm going to sell Grimmauld Place, if I can ever work out how to remove the Disillusionment Charm on that dratted house. We can buy somewhere nice, move in together."

Remus' smile grew even wider.

"I would love that."

*

"I would like to propose a toast," stated Severus, surprising everyone.

The other professors, plus Remus and Sirius, stopped talking at once. Minerva almost dropped her wine. Dumbledore, who had returned at the promise of more nettle wine, looked curious.

"I know we should be remembering those who have died, and we will, but I'd like to remember two other people. Two people who started all of this and had a hand in ending it as well. I didn't get on well with one of them, but I recognise their benefit now."

He paused. Many of those present looked confused, with the absence of Dumbledore, who had a sparkle in his eye.

"I would like to propose a toast to Lily and James Potter. They gave birth to an irritating, bothersome boy who inadvertently saved the entire world through his temporary death."

Minerva muffled a laugh. Remus held Sirius back from attacking Severus.

Severus raised his glass.

"Lily and James Potter."

The others raised their glasses.

"Thought I'd never see this day," Minerva muttered.

"Lily and James Potter," the others repeated.

"And cheers to Voldemort for finally dying!" bellowed some drunk attendee, probably Pomona, and they all cheered.

All was well. Thank goodness.

*****

A.N. Madness pt. 2! The teachers get a bit drunk and Snivellus surprises everyone.

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