I have to confess, that although AU was warned for, that I spent the early part of the fic very confused about when this was set. I thought it was just that Snape had survived and we were seeing the "7th year" I think JKR said they went back for, and in that case Harry would have been almost 19 and I got confused about why everyone was saying he wasn't of age. It took me a while to work out that this was a 7th year in place of DH and that Snape actually hadn't killed Dumbledore either.
That said:
“Oh, fuck.”
“It’s clear that is the direction that the bond is pushing us,” Snape observed dryly, “yet I should think you would want to talk first.”
*snerk*
“It’s not as if Dumbledore ever tells me anything, even when it involves me.” [...] You’ll get used to that,” he said dryly. “It doesn’t change when you become an adult.”
*smirks* Nice...
A second later Snape was sitting at the edge of the bed, nibbling on a scone, and Harry was busy trying to find something to do with his hands other than clasp Snape to him.
Such a fun image. I love the last phrase. What else are hands for? ;)