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Reflections of Desire	By : tbird1965 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 20754 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Reflections of Desire.
- 2-Two
- 3-Chapter 3
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-seven
- 8-eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-eleven
- 12-twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Nineteen
- 17
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- 19
"Mummmmmmy!"
Hermione jumped at the sound of her daughter's shriek, the glass she was drying slipped from her finger's and shattered across the counter. "What's wrong?" She cried out, running to the living room.
"It's here Mummy, it's here!" Sabrina yelled, waving the thick looking parchment envelope over her head and jumping in place. "It's here and it's addressed to me. Look, Ms. Sabrina Snape."
"Merlin's beard girl, you gave me a fright, screaming like that." Hermione pressed her hand to her pounding heart. "I thought you were being attacked by a Troll. Well let me see it." She held out her hand and examined the yellow parchment and emerald green writing.
"When did I become a Snape? I thought I was a Granger." The little girl wrinkled her nose in confusion.
"Well I guess in the Wizarding World you've always been a Snape. We just didn't realize it. It is customary for a child to take their father's name. Do you not like it? I can always contact Minerva and see if she can change it back to Granger. Or maybe a hyphenate Granger-Snape?"
"Mmmm. I don't know." She wrinkled her nose in thought. "I think I like it. Sabrina Snape, Sabrina Snape. It's catchy. You don't mind do you Mummy?"
"Why would I mind? It is rather catchy." Hermione laughed handing the envelope back to her daughter. "Well? Are you going to open it or not?"
"Can we call Daddy?"
"Well I'm sure he's very busy right now, unpacking and getting ready for classes."
"Please Mummy." The girl looked up at her, her eyes hopeful. "I want us all to open it together. Like a family."
"Oh alright. Go on and call him, but if he says he's busy don't pester him."
"I won't Mummy." Sabrina promised, grabbing a handful of floo powder and kneeling before the fireplace. Hermione heard her call out "Severus Snape's quarters, Hogwarts" as she made her way back to the kitchen.
Grabbing her wand, she waved it at the shards of glass littering the counter, floor and sink. "Reparo" she muttered, watching as the broken glass hovered before reforming itself into a drinking glass. Plucking it from mid air, she examined it carefully for any lingering cracks or imperfections before plunging it back in the soapy dish water. She almost dropped it again when her daughter shrieked from the living room.
"He's here, he's here. Where are you Mummy? Hurry up! He's here!"
"I'm coming." Hermione called back, setting aside the glass and drying her hands on a tea towel. "Can you scream any louder? I don't think they heard you in London. Hullo." She smiled up at Severus Snape who was standing in the living room, brushing soot from his black trousers."
"Good afternoon." He inclined his head politely. "How are you today?"
"Oh you know...Sabrina!" Hermione stared down at her daughter who was yanking on her arm.
"You sit here Mummy." She pushed Hermione towards the sofa.. "And you sit here Daddy." She grabbed Snape's arm and pulled him to the sofa, positioning him next to Hermione. "Alright are you ready?" She waited as each adult nodded their head. Both Hermione and Snape had to choke back their laughter as she cleared her throat dramatically and read;
Headmistress Minerva McGonagall, Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorceress, Chief Witch.
Dear Miss Snape,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins 1 September.
Yours Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Headmistress
First year Students will require:
Three sets of plain work robes, black
One plain pointed hat, black
One pair protective gloves, dragon hide or similar
One winter cloak, black, with silver fastenings.
Course Books. All students should have a copy of each of the following;
The Standard Book of Spells, Grade 1
A History of Magic
Magical Theory
A Beginner's Guide to Transformation
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi
Bottled Fame and Brewed Glory, A Beginner's Guide to Potions
Fantastic Beasts and Magical Creatures
The Dark Arts, A Guide to Self Protection.
"And it says I need a Wand, a pewter cauldron, standard size 2, a set of glass or crystal phials, 1 telescope and 1 set of brass scales." Sabrina finished reading proudly.
"That's wonderful, Sweetie." Hermione applauded softly. "Congratulations. You know that list of text books sounded almost exactly the same as my first year list. Except for the potions book." She frowned. "Who is that one by, Honey?"
"Uhmmm." Sabrina scanned the list. "Tobias Thistlebury."
Hermione turned to face the blushing Wizard next to her. "Is that...you? It is you. You wrote a Potions text book?"
"Well I had to find some way to fill my time. And I'd always found the beginning Potions text to be woefully inaccurate."
"Well that's amazing. You should put your name on it, I mean now that you're not dead and hiding anymore."
"Perhaps." He shrugged noncommittally. "But I think this calls for a celebration. It's not everyday one's daughter gets accepted into Hogwarts. Would you lovely ladies be so kind as to allow me to treat you to dinner?"
"Oh I don't know." Hermione sighed. "What do you think Sabrina? Do we want to go out to dinner?"
"Yeah!" She jumped up and down with excitement. "Pizza and Ice Cream!"
"Then Pizza and Ice Cream it is." Snape smiled.
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"When can we go to Diagon Alley to buy my stuff?" Sabrina asked, grabbing a large slice of pizza and placing it on her plate. "Can we go this weekend?"
Hermione wiped her mouth with a napkin. "What's the hurry? We have almost a month before school starts."
"I know." Sabrina sighed. "But I want my wand. Auntie Gin said she would teach some simple spells when I got my wand."
"Oh I just bet she did." Hermione rolled her eyes. "Of the Hex and Jinx variety I'm sure."
"Please Mummy, please. Can we go?" The girl persisted.
"Oh I suppose we could go Saturday. We don't have anything else planned." Hermione said, turning to look at Severus. "Are you free this Saturday?"
Snape chewed carefully and swallowed before speaking. "I believe I can make arrangements to be available."
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"So what happened to not giving in to her every whim just because she says 'Please'?" Snape asked teasingly as they walked along the quiet street towards Hermione's house. Sabrina skipped happily ahead of them, her ice cream cone clutched in one hand.
"Oh hush you. She's just excited. I remember how excited I was when I got my Hogwart's letter. Don't you? I couldn't wait to get my hands on all those wonderful books."
"Mmmmm. I remember it well." Snape agreed.
"It's straight into the bath for you Missy." Hermione said as she unlocked and un warded her front door. "Why you can't manage an ice cream without getting it all over yourself is beyond me."
"You'll stay until I'm done, won't you Daddy?"
"Naturally."
"Good. There's something I wanted to ask you." She called out as she ran down the hallway towards the bathroom.
"What does she want to ask me?" Severus sighed, lowering himself onto the sofa.
"I'm not sure." Hermione settled herself next to him. "But if I had to guess. She's going to invite you to the start of the school year picnic at the Burrows. It's a Weasley family tradition."
Snape groaned and let his head fall back against the couch, his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose.
"I know." Hermione sighed. "But it's going to be a fairly big event this year, since we actually have two children starting Hogwart's. There will be food and presents."
"Will it be safe?" He growled, raising an eyebrow.
"For you or for them?" Hermione chuckled. "Oh I know it's not something you would want to do. But it's important to Sabrina. And they have been there for me. Through everything."
"Fine." He grunted, through gritted teeth. "I'll go. That is if we survive our little trip to Diagon Alley."
"Oh right." She frowned. "I'd forgotten about that. You know once we're all seen together, you're personal reasons won't be so personal anymore. Have you given any thought to what you'll say to the press."
"Mmm hmm." He grunted, turning his head to face her. "No comment. And if that doesn't work, there's always my wand."
"Hmmm." Hermione frowned. "Perhaps you should just leave the press to me."
"Oh you think that?" He smirked.
"Yes. I think that." Hermione smiled smugly.
"Cheeky witch." He muttered.
"Who's a cheeky witch?" Sabrina asked, bounding into the lounge, clean and dressed for bed.
"You are." Snape said, reaching out and grabbing the girl around her waist.
The little girl giggled and let him pull her down on his lap. "Look Mummy." She turned her head.. "I brushed my own hair. Maybe when I get my wand, you can show me the drying charm. I'll need to be able to do my own hair when I get to Hogwarts." She said seriously.
"That's true, you will." Hermione agreed.
"Daddy?"
"Hmm?"
"Will you come with us to the picnic at the Burrows? They have it every year before the start of school and it's jolly good fun. Everyone will be there."
"Everyone?" Snape grimaced. "Oh I suppose I can manage to fit it in to my hectic schedule. If it will make you happy."
Hermione smiled as her daughter squealed happily and hugged the dark man around the neck, peppering his face with kisses.
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