Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

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
- 1
- 2
- 3
Severus reached out and took the piece of parchment from her hand. He recognized the document immediately as a Magical Birth Certificate. Anytime a baby with a magical signature is born; whether to Muggle parents or to Wizard, a Birth Certificate is automatically generated to appear in the enrollment files of Hogwarts. Then in the semester prior to child's eleventh year the files are reviewed and preparations are made for the Hogwarts letters and any necessary visits to a Muggleborn's family. Curious, his black eyes roamed over the document. His heart skipped a beat as he read;

Child's name: Sabrina Jean Granger-Snape

Born: February 7, 1998

Mother: Hermione Jean Granger, Date of Birth September 19, 1979.

Father: Severus Tobias Snape; Date of Birth January 9, 1960

"So what do you have to say for yourself?" Minerva's voice nearly shook with fury.

"I..."

"Do you deny having sex with her?"

"How can I deny it when the evidence is right here." He snapped, waving the parchment and tossing it back onto her desk.

"Oh dear Merlin." The older women gasped, her face pale. "I'd hoped there was some mistake, some explainable error, something...but you really did it. You really had sex with that child!"

"Obviously." He drawled, folding his arms across his broad chest.

"But how Severus? When? Why..." Her face looked stricken. "Did you rape that poor girl? Seduce her?"

"I neither raped nor seduced Ms. Granger." He said slowly, his voice low with barely suppressed anger.

"Then tell me Severus. Explain it to me. You were her Professor. She was your student. How did this happen?"

"If memory serves, she offered herself to me and I did not refuse. And she was not a child. She was of age."

The Headmistress shook her head sadly. "But how could you Severus? You were a teacher, an educator..."

"How could I?" He roared, his face colored with rage. "How could I? How could I not? I was not a teacher. Weren't you paying attention? I was a pawn trapped in a deadly game with two insane megalomaniacs. I spent my entire life being used and manipulated with no thought to my feelings, my life, my soul. I was tortured, abused, made to do the most atrocious and unspeakable things." He paused for a moment, shaking his head wearily. "I already knew my fate when Ms. Granger approached me. I knew what I would face after I killed Dumbledore. Azkaban or my own demise. So when she offered me one moment of comfort, one little glimpse of happiness in my miserable life, you can be damn sure I took it straight away. I make no apologies for my actions. None at all."

"But you took no precautions?" Minerva shook her head in disgust. "A spell, a potion? Something, anything to prevent pregnancy?"

"Oh course we did. I'm not stupid." He snapped, an equal look of disgust on his face. "Ms. Granger borrowed my wand and cast a contraception spell on herself."

"She borrowed your wand?" Minerva repeated slowly. "Severus was Hermione a virgin when this happened?"

"No. She was not. I do not believe that she had a great deal of experience, but she was definitely not a virgin."

"Were you a virgin?" She asked, measuring her words cautiously.

"That is certainly none of your business." He sneered, but his reaction and the flush of his face told her that she had guessed correctly.

"It is my business, Severus, because I am trying to figure out how this pregnancy occurred. It's beginning to become clearer now, what with Hermione being a muggle born and you being..." She paused and cleared her throat, "inexperienced, you might not have known."

"Known what?" He barked.

"While it is typical for Wizards to leave matters of pregnancy prevention up to the Witches," She continued, ignoring his question, "you're still a Professor and a grown man. What did you do when the students of Slytherin came to you asking questions about contraception?"

"I sent to them to Poppy." He huffed, clearly annoyed. "What should I have known?"

"That contraception spells are only effective if placed on your own body with your own wand."

"I did not know that." He sighed, slumping back in the chair. "I purposefully avoided any spells or charms having to do with sex, because I never thought..." He paused pinching the bridge of his nose. "I never thought it would happen to me."

"Well it did happen to you and now you have a daughter."

"I have a daughter." He repeated softly. "And Ms. Granger has never told anyone who the father is? Surely you must have been curious."

"Dying with curiosity." Minerva snorted. "But Hermione has remained completely closed lipped on the subject. Imagine my shock when I pulled this card and read..." She paused shaking her head. "Everyone just assumed that it was some Muggle boy, someone she knew from home. Though now that you're here," She stared at him intently. "I don't know how we all missed it." He raised a questioning eyebrow, but remained silent. "Sabrina favors Hermione, except for her hair and her eyes. She has your eyes Severus."

"You know her then?"

"Know her? I've babysat her on several occasions." Minerva said her voice filled with affection. "She's a lovely girl and has quite a fondness for cats, all animals really."

"What else? Tell me about her." He asked softly, his voice barely a whisper.

"She's extremely intelligent, maybe even a bit precocious, but that's not too surprising." She paused and continued when he remained silent. "She's a bit socially awkward, but then so was her mother and you too, if memory serves. But I know she spends a lot of time with the Potter children and the Weasley children. She's friendly with Teddy Lupin and they'll be starting Hogwarts together. Hold on, where are you going?" He had risen swiftly from the chair.

"To speak with Ms. Granger, if she'll see me."

"And then what Severus?"

"I beg your pardon?"

"You heard me. And then what will you do?"

The dark haired Wizard frowned. "I hadn't really thought about it. This has all happened rather suddenly."

"You know I've never been all together happy with the Wizard I hired to replace you." The headmistress frowned, leaning back in her seat. "He doesn't have your flair for teaching. Would you consider resuming your position as Potions Professor?"

"What? From my cell in Azkaban? Wouldn't that be a tad awkward?"

"Azkaban? Why would you be in Azkaban?" She snorted.

"Oh I don't know? The small matter of my being a Death Eater and a murderer?"

"You really have cut yourself off from our world haven't you?" She smiled slyly at him. "You're not a criminal Severus, you're a bloody War Hero."

"What?" He gasped, sinking back down into the chair. "How? Why?"

"Well after seeing your memories care of Mr. Potter and after reviewing Albus Dumbledore's memories left on your behalf, you were cleared of all charges. You were even awarded an Order of Merlin." She shuffled some papers on her desk and opened a drawer peering inside. "I think I have it here somewhere."

"Hero. Fuck." He muttered.

"So what do you say? Would you like to be a Professor again?"

"I don't know." He sighed wearily. "Everything is happening so quickly and I really do need to speak with Ms. Granger. Can I give you my answer in a day or two?"

"Of course." She said, scribbling on a piece of parchment. "Here is her address. Good luck."

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Hermione Granger stepped from the fragrant bath water and dried herself quickly. Wrapping up in her warm fluffy bathrobe she padded silently to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of white wine. Sipping slowly, she listened as the first droplets of rain began to ping against the window. Standing on her tiptoes she peered out at the stormy sky. She flinched reflexively when the first ragged bolt of lightening shot across the clouds, closely followed by a loud clap of thunder. Wandering into the sitting room, she wondered momentarily if she should floo Molly in case it was storming there, to make sure Sabina was alright and not afraid of the thunder. She dismissed the idea immediately, knowing that no matter what happened, Molly Weasley would have the situation well in hand. Flipping on a low lamp, she considered briefly turning on some music, but decided to just listen to the sounds of the storm raging outside. Sinking into the over stuffed chair, she took another sip of her wine and sighed, letting all the tension and stress leave her body.

When she had accepted her job at the Ministry, it had seemed like the perfect opportunity, but the longer she was there, the more she realized she was not cut out for the bureaucratic life. Day in and day out of budget meetings, policy meetings, profit margin meetings, meetings about meetings, meetings about nothing, the more she felt trapped and stifled. Long hours and the pressure of deadlines kept her away from her daughter and only served to make her hate her job even more.

She smiled to herself and sipped her wine. Her marvelous, amazing, beautiful, glorious daughter. So much like herself on the one hand; smart, chatty, eager to please and to learn, but then there was the other side to her, a side that was mysterious to Hermione. Sullen and moody, she would fall into long periods of silence. Quick to temper when she didn't get her way, Hermione shook her head as she remembered the fierce glare that would darken her daughter's beautiful features, a look that was so much like...him. Sighing sadly, Hermione thought again of how little she had known about the man who had helped her create this wonderful life. Were the characteristics she didn't understand inherited from him?

Shaking her head and taking another sip of wine, she struggled to push all thought out of her mind. Staring out the window a hunched figured trudging through the rain caught her eye. 'Poor sot out walking in this rain. How awful.' She sat up a bit straighter when the figure paused, staring up at her house. She had just grabbed her wand and set her glass down when a loud knocking sounded at the door.

Rising, Hermione crossed the room and opened the door. A bright flash of lightening illuminated the face of the man standing on the other side. She let out a shriek just before everything went black.

With catlike reflexes, Severus Snape caught her just before she hit the floor. "Well that went well." He muttered, staring down into the unconscious face of Hermione Granger.
- 1
- 2
- 3
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Reflections of Desire