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Reflections of Desire	By : tbird1965 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 20760 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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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
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Severus woke to a soft weight pressing on his chest. Opening his eyes, he blinked in confusion. 'Where was he and why was there a black cat plushie sitting on his chest?' Turning his head, a warmth filled him. Sabrina, his daughter, stood next to the couch, her hand pressed to her mouth to hold back her giggles.
"Good morning." He said, his voice deep and sleep rough. "And who is this?"
"That's Sebastian."
"Well Hello, Sebastian." He said, shaking a stuffed paw between his fingers. "I am very pleased to meet you. What time is it?" He ran his hand across his face, trying to wipe away the last vestiges of sleep."
"7:30. Did you sleep here?"
"I did." He shifted himself into a seated position, carefully moving the plush cat to his knee.
"Why?" She reached out and grabbed the stuffed animal, wrapping it into her arms.
"So I could be here to see you this morning. Do you always get up this early?"
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Hermione woke to soft sounds coming from the kitchen. 'Sabrina must be up.' She thought sleepily as she listened to the refrigerator door open and close and the sounds of running water. Her eyes opened wider at the rumble of a deep baritone voice, punctuated by the soft giggles of her daughter. 'So it hadn't been a dream after all. He really is back. Severus Snape has really come back from the dead.' Sighing she lay back against her pillow and listened to the sounds of her daughter and her daughter's father moving about the kitchen. From the sounds of pots and pans clanking and the cutlery rattling, she guessed they were making breakfast.
'Blimey, Severus Snape is back from the dead and he's making me breakfast'. She was still finding it hard to wrap her brain around this fact. Not only was he back, he wanted to be a part of her daughter's life, his daughter...their daughter. It was confusing to think that there was another person with a claim to Sabrina now. He certainly seemed sincere. And she could think of no legal reason to prevent him from being a part of her life, desertion maybe. Oh Merlin, what a cluster fuck that would be, she could just see the headlines now;
Female third of the Golden Trio involved in heated child custody battle over Love Child.
No. She shook her head vehemently. She couldn't, she wouldn't put them through that. Besides, what would she win anyway? Nothing. And she would only hurt Sabrina in the end. Besides, if he was going to resume teaching at Hogwarts like he said he was, he would be a part of Sabrina's life whether Hermione liked it or not. And she did want him to be a part of her life. Merlin knows he deserves someone in his life to love and who'll love him back. He needs Sabrina just as much as she needs him. But what if Sabrina gets hurt, or is disappointed. She so desperately wants a father. True she has plenty of male role models, but friends and pseudo-Uncles aren't the same as a Daddy. She smiled to herself as she heard Sabrina run down the hall and into her bedroom, rummaging around for something. She must have found whatever she was looking for, because she thundered back down the hall to the kitchen.
'What kind of father will Severus Snape be?' Hermione wondered. He said himself that he hadn't had a good experience growing up with his own parents. She seemed to remember something from the memories he had given Harry about his parents fighting. Would he be strict and cold, like he'd been when he was their Professor? Would he be loving and tender? Could he be loving and tender? Hermione smiled again, a blush coloring her skin as she remembered how he had kissed her, his large hands roaming her body reverently. So he had it in him to be tender and caring.
'Oh please just let this work out.' She thought fervently as she climbed out of the bed and made her way to the loo. Pulling her hair back into a messy ponytail, she donned her robe and tiptoed down the hallway, standing in the shadows she watched Severus and Sabrina in the kitchen. Sabrina was at the table, her 'My Little Potions Set' that she had gotten for Christmas, and never touched again, was now carefully arranged on the table, a small flame burning under the tiny cauldron.
"Now what?" She asked the man standing at the stove.
"Now we wait until it boils." He said patiently, cracking eggs into a skillet. Hermione's breath caught in her throat. He was dressed in pajama trousers and a white vest. He really has filled out, she thought, letting her eyes roam up and down his body.
"Nana Molly says a watched cauldron never boils, but that's silly."
"It is silly." Severus nodded, grabbing a wooden spoon and stirring the eggs. "But can you tell me why it's silly?"
Hermione had to bite back a laugh as she watched her daughter's brow furrow as she pondered the question. "Think about it." Severus prompted. "What determines whether or not water, or any liquid, boils?"
"The heat!" Sabrina shouted excitedly.
"That is correct. So tell me some things that will effect whether or not the water will boil." He reached over and grabbed the pepper mill, carefully grinding some into the eggs.
"Uhhhhhmmm." Sabrina thought carefully. "How high the flame is?"
"Very good. What else?" He turned around and watched the little girl think, smiling at the look of concentration on her face. "What if we added something cooler to it? Like more liquid or..."
"The tea leaves." She bounced up and down. "It's boiling, should I add the tea leaves now?"
"Yes. Let me come stand by you as you do it, add them very carefully...Oh Good morning." He glanced up and smiled at Hermione who was still standing in the shadows.
"Mummy. He's teaching me how to brew the perfect cup of tea." Sabrina said, running over to hug her mother.
"Sabrina?" Snape's voice warned. "The first rule of Potions is..."
"Never leave your cauldron unattended." She repeated, turning back to stand by the miniature brewing station.
"That is exactly right. Now I want you to take that bowl of ground tea leaves and carefully spoon it in to the water. Good,
don't let it splash."
Hermione pulled back a chair and watched the two Potions Masters bent over the tiny cauldron. Snape towered over Sabrina as she methodically spooned the tea into the boiling water.
"Very good." Severus said, setting aside the empty bowl. "Now take your stirring rod and I want you to stir three times clockwise and two stirs anti clockwise."
"Anti clockwise?" Sabrina wrinkled her nose in confusion. "What's that?"
"Show me which way is clockwise." Severus said, returning to his place at the stove. "Very good." He said, when the girl held up her finger and circled it in the direction of a clock. "So anti clockwise would be...?" She furrowed her brow again and slowly began to circle her finger in the opposite direction. "Correct. Now stir gently and tell me when it boils again. The eggs should be ready soon." He said, turning to Hermione. "Would you like a muffin?"
"Oh yes, please." Hermione said, tearing her eyes away from her daughter to watch him as he removed a pan of muffin's from the oven. "I can't believe she's playing with that, she never even opened it when she got it for Christmas."
"She just needed the proper motivation." He said, tipping the muffin's onto a serving plate.
"Daddy, Daddy! It's boiling." Sabrina cried out. The serving plate slipped out of Severus' hand and clattered onto the table with a bang. Sabrina looked at the two adults, her face crumpling with worry at the twin looks of surprise on their faces. "But Mummy, you said I could call him Daddy if I wanted." She said in a small voice.
"I said it was alright with me, if it was alright with him. Did you ask him?"
"No. I forgot." She said hanging her head before glancing up at him eagerly. "Is it alright?"
"I would be honored." Severus said with a slight catch in his voice. Hermione had to hide her smile with her hand as he quickly turned around and began stirring the eggs in the pan. He cleared his throat before speaking again. "Sabrina, why don't you blow out the flame and let the tea simmer. Breakfast is almost ready."
"Yes Daddy." She leaned over and carefully blew out the burner as Severus set 3 plates on the table.
"And now to serve our tea." Sabrina watched fascinated as he tapped his wand on the cauldron. The liquid vanished and reappeared in the three tea cups.
"Wicked." She whispered.
"Milk and sugar anyone?"
"We'll both have a little milk." Hermione answered, watching as he carefully poured milk into two cups. Lifting her's to her lips, she blew gently and took a small sip.
"How is it?" Sabrina asked, bouncing up and down with excitement.
Setting her cup down carefully, Hermione smiled broadly. "I can honestly say that is the best cup of tea I've ever had." She laughed as her daughter danced with excitement. "Alright, now sit down and eat your breakfast before it get's cold." She waited until Sabrina had settled down and started eating. "So what are you're plans for the day." She turned her attention to Severus.
"Well I'll need to report to the Ministry and have myself declared alive again."
"I want to go. Can I go?" Sabrina asked hopefully.
"Not this time Sweetie. We have to go to the Burrow. We left all you're stuff there, remember?"
Sabrina hung her head and stared forlornly at her plate.
"I take it the Weasley's do not know about...me." Severus chuckled.
"Oh they do now." Hermione sighed sadly, pushing at her eggs with her fork. "I'm sure Molly is positively rabid by now."
"I don't envy you that conversation." He laughed. "So who is the Minister these days?"
"Kingsley Shacklebolt. You shouldn't have any problems. You were completely cleared of..." She glanced furtively at Sabrina who was listening intently. "...everything."
"No, Kingsley and I have always gotten along amicably. I do not anticipate any problems. Then I will need to find some way to have my funds transferred from my bank to Gringotts. I've been using online banking, but I don't suppose Gringotts will be able to help me there."
"Oh no, they will."
"They will?"
"You've been away for a while Severus. Things have progressed a bit. They do have a small department that can help with internet transfers from Muggle banks to Gringotts."
"Well that's good. It will save me a bit a travel. Then I suppose I will report to Minerva and let her know I accept her offer."
"When will I see you again?" Sabrina asked, her face anxious. "Tonight?"
"Sabrina." Hermione chastised. "Give the poor man a chance to settle in at least."
"I'll tell you what little one, give me a chance to get moved back into Hogwarts and I will floo your mother in a day or two so we can work out a time to be together."
"But a day or two is so long." The girl sighed dramatically. "Can you floo call me tonight?"
"Alright." He smiled. "I'll call you tonight. Now, I need to get ready. Ms. Gra...Hermione. Could I use you floo? I'd like to try and contact Kingsley about flooing directly to his office. I'd hate to show up at the Ministry and be hexed before I'm even declared alive again."
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