When he got there he had found that Severus had been alive and managed to crawl over to the dock, roll himself over and stare at the sky. Harry had quickly gotten him some help and, over the course of the summer, their relationship had gone from terrible to rocky to rock solid. He was living at Grimmauld with him currently and things were, oddly, kinda great. Nobody who knew about their arrangement ever really understood though. Ron least of all.