A/N: well, here's the sequel to "Daddy Snape" which focuses on the children more.. not much diffrence than Daddy Snape, is there? ;-) anyway, I tried to take your suggestions and work on them... let's see what I have up my sleeve..
It was the first day of Holly Minerva Snape's first year at Hogwarts. She was ten years old, starting early with her brother, Samuel, thanks to the incesstant pleas made by her parents. They just wanted to get rid of the two of them, so they could have more private time, Holly thought with a shake of her head as she watched Remy Lupin take a seat under the Sorting Hat.
"Well, young man, you're defenitely a Lupin, so I had better put you into... SLYTHERIN!" Gasps rang out through the Great Hall, no one was expecting such a placing. Young Remy smiled, and made his way to the Slytherin table, sitting proudly right by Harlequinn Malfoy.
"SNAPE, HOLLY MINERVA!...... GRYFFINDOR!"
"SNAPE, SAMUEL SEBASTIAN..... SLYTHERIN!" No one in the Hall was surprised at that Sorting, all burst out into loud applause as Samuel was waved over to the Slytherin table by Remy and Harley.
"HAGRID, EMMA!....GRYFFINDOR!"
"WOOD, MARY-KATE!.... GRYFFINDOR!" and at that, the last child of the adoption Act was Sorted into her House, with her parents proudly applauding up at the Staff Table, Mrs. Wood now the official daycare manager, now that Hermione had been made Potions-Mistress and Severus the DADA professor. Amazingly enough, the curse was broken by his acceptance to the post. He had been DADA professor ever since their second son was born, two years prior.
"Congratulations, Holly." Remy said in a whisper, smiling down at Holly Snape as he and Samuel joined Holly at the doors of the Great Hall. "I suppose we'll still be together to drive our parents nuts." Remy said with a chuckle, glad that all of their parents were professors at Hogwarts.
"Yah. I can't wait to 'ee who melts their kall-er-on. I bet it's Long-bottom." Samuel said in his nasal voice, his speech having improved somewhat after years of tedioius speech lessons, but he still sounded like he had an horrible, hissing cold.
" Cauldron and Longbottom, Samuel." Holly corrected, glancing at a scowl Samuel had thrown her. "Professor Clerc said you still need to work on your words, and say the beginnings of words...."
"Yah, yah." Samuel said, waving his hand in the air in annoyance, trying to wave away his sister's words.
"Yes, Yes, Samuel. Don't forget to say your 'S'...I can't get over how Dad gets mad when you say your name.. Snapps. I love it." Holly burst out in laughter as she fingerspelled out Samuel's mistakes, as the two boys rolled their eyes at the younger girl as they were joined by Hale & Erin Dumbledore.
"Mum and Dad siad you have to get back to the dormitories. Mum's going batty. We'd better go." Erin said as she greeted Samuel with a small wave, Hale looking tall and regal with his Prefect's badge flashing in the firelight.
"Bye, I guess. Try not to read too much tonight." Remy said as he smiled shyly at Holly, who scowled back, but managed a wave as she ran off to join her fellow first-year Gryffindors, led by sixteen year old Hale Dumbledore and thirteen year old Erin.
"I think your dad will go batty if he sees this." Remy signed fluently as he glanced down at Samuel, who was brewing a potion while sitting crosslegged on his bed at midnight.
"He won't, Remy. He's busy with Mum. It's their first night without any kids around, since Grandpa and Grandma took Alice and Stephen with them to Gryffindor Tower for the night." Samuel signed awkardly, trying to stir. Remy shook his head and sighed, watching his friend stir the potion that they were going to put in Bramwell's drink tomorrow at breakfast.
"Do you think this is a good idea?"
"Yes. Bram lies all the time." Samuel signed sharply, a smile on his lips. "He's a nice guy, but.. he needs to learn a lesson. I'm sure his dad will love it."
"Yeah, since you will be doing detention for all year with him." Remy signed with a snort as Samuel glared up at Remy, a look remiscient of his father's own sneer.
"SHUT UP AND GO TO BED!" twelve year old Bramwell Filch shouted, from his nearby bed, causing Remy to jump. Remy relayed the message to Samuel, who snorted in laughter.
"All the more reason to put this in his drink.. I think I got it." Samuel said with a smile as he poured the potion into a small beaker. "All set for tomorrow." Samuel signed, his hands clapping together quietly at the success of his potion. Throwing back his sheets, he snuggled into his own bed, and grinned, as Remy hunkered down in his own bed, and shook his head before finally going to sleep, both boys dreaming of tomorrow's events with glee and dread.
"Coast is clear." Remy signed to Samuel, who poured the entire potion into Bramwell's apple juice the next morning at breakfast. "I don't think your dad or mine saw us."
"What the hell?" Bramwell coughed, after taking a healthy swig of his apple juice. "This tastes like pee, did you do something to this?"
"No." Several Slytherins all chorused, shaking their heads, not wanting to get on the wrong side of Bramwell Filch. He was nice enough, but when he was mad, he was mad.
"Huh. Must be a Kreacher." Bramwell said, using a slang word to refer to an disgruntled house-elf as Samuel snickered quietly, Remy kicking him under the table.
"So, Bram, ready for Potions?" Remy asked lightly, testing the potion.
"No, I never did the homework......" Bramwell said easily, his eyes popping open and his mouth gaping after he had spoken. Narrowing his eyes, he clamped his mouth shut and scowled down at each person at the Slytherin table, his eyes eventually drifting over to the Gryffindor table. Shaking his head, Bramwell got up to head out early to do his homework.
"Did you hear about Bram Filch?" Ares and Artemis Potter both asked, rushing up to Remy, Holly, and Samuel as they were walking to their DADA class.
"No, what?" Remy asked, his eyes wide.
"He said Professor Snape was hot, and he wouldn't mind doing the horizonal tango with her, right in class when she asked if he would like any help with his potion."
"What!" Samuel asked in sign langauge, his mouth agape. "Did I lipread you wrong, Ares?"
"Nope, that's what he said." Remy relayed in sign language, confirming Samuels' thought.
"That's not all.." Artemis said, grinning. "Right then and there, Professor Snape's husband came in the class and heard everything that Bram had said. Now, Bram's in his dad's office, blabbing his guts out. Seems like someone put something in his drink or something, that's what both Snapes say." A nod from Ares confirmed Samuel's potenital fear.
"Great.. Let's go see your dad." Samuel signed, his eyes wide. "I think I need to go to hide from my dad and my mum. Care to join, since you were an accomplice?"
"Great idea." Remy said with a grim shake of his head, bidding Holly farewell, and thanking the Potter twins for their information. They both nodded, their intense green eyes alight with excitement at the first day of lessons being so intresting.
"Turn your books to page one hundred and ten, we'll be covering ...where are Messrs. Lupin and Snape?" Severus asked, his eyes narrowing at his daughter moments after he had burst into his first-year Gryffindor-Slytherin DADA lessons.
"Could I plead the fifth, please, Daddy?"
"It's Professor Snape to you, Miss Snape." Severus said, pinching the bridge of his nose as he glared at his daughter.
"But.."
"Five points from Gryffindor, Miss Snape, and see me in my office after lessons." Severus said, feeling an headache coming on, and it had only been five minutes into the lesson. He knew his son and his errant best friend had something to do with this.. headache. Severus knew the next seven years would bring constant headaches to himself and Hermione, with Samuel raising hell throughout the years. He only had to be prepared, he thought dryly as he put up the ingredients for an Migrane Potion up on the board. It couldn't hurt to think ahead, Severus thought dryly as he paced between the aisles of the class, deducting points from Frank Longbottom and Mary-Kate wood, the new replacements of Neville Longbottom. Heaven help Hogwarts, Snape thought dryly as he shook his head. It just wouldn't be the same again.
A/N: hope this was a good first chapter? The next chapter deals with the rest of first year, outlining the stupid scrapes Samuel, Remy, and Holly get themselves into. ::laughs:: Read and Review, PLEASE!!
It was the first day of Holly Minerva Snape's first year at Hogwarts. She was ten years old, starting early with her brother, Samuel, thanks to the incesstant pleas made by her parents. They just wanted to get rid of the two of them, so they could have more private time, Holly thought with a shake of her head as she watched Remy Lupin take a seat under the Sorting Hat.
"Well, young man, you're defenitely a Lupin, so I had better put you into... SLYTHERIN!" Gasps rang out through the Great Hall, no one was expecting such a placing. Young Remy smiled, and made his way to the Slytherin table, sitting proudly right by Harlequinn Malfoy.
"SNAPE, HOLLY MINERVA!...... GRYFFINDOR!"
"SNAPE, SAMUEL SEBASTIAN..... SLYTHERIN!" No one in the Hall was surprised at that Sorting, all burst out into loud applause as Samuel was waved over to the Slytherin table by Remy and Harley.
"HAGRID, EMMA!....GRYFFINDOR!"
"WOOD, MARY-KATE!.... GRYFFINDOR!" and at that, the last child of the adoption Act was Sorted into her House, with her parents proudly applauding up at the Staff Table, Mrs. Wood now the official daycare manager, now that Hermione had been made Potions-Mistress and Severus the DADA professor. Amazingly enough, the curse was broken by his acceptance to the post. He had been DADA professor ever since their second son was born, two years prior.
"Congratulations, Holly." Remy said in a whisper, smiling down at Holly Snape as he and Samuel joined Holly at the doors of the Great Hall. "I suppose we'll still be together to drive our parents nuts." Remy said with a chuckle, glad that all of their parents were professors at Hogwarts.
"Yah. I can't wait to 'ee who melts their kall-er-on. I bet it's Long-bottom." Samuel said in his nasal voice, his speech having improved somewhat after years of tedioius speech lessons, but he still sounded like he had an horrible, hissing cold.
" Cauldron and Longbottom, Samuel." Holly corrected, glancing at a scowl Samuel had thrown her. "Professor Clerc said you still need to work on your words, and say the beginnings of words...."
"Yah, yah." Samuel said, waving his hand in the air in annoyance, trying to wave away his sister's words.
"Yes, Yes, Samuel. Don't forget to say your 'S'...I can't get over how Dad gets mad when you say your name.. Snapps. I love it." Holly burst out in laughter as she fingerspelled out Samuel's mistakes, as the two boys rolled their eyes at the younger girl as they were joined by Hale & Erin Dumbledore.
"Mum and Dad siad you have to get back to the dormitories. Mum's going batty. We'd better go." Erin said as she greeted Samuel with a small wave, Hale looking tall and regal with his Prefect's badge flashing in the firelight.
"Bye, I guess. Try not to read too much tonight." Remy said as he smiled shyly at Holly, who scowled back, but managed a wave as she ran off to join her fellow first-year Gryffindors, led by sixteen year old Hale Dumbledore and thirteen year old Erin.
"I think your dad will go batty if he sees this." Remy signed fluently as he glanced down at Samuel, who was brewing a potion while sitting crosslegged on his bed at midnight.
"He won't, Remy. He's busy with Mum. It's their first night without any kids around, since Grandpa and Grandma took Alice and Stephen with them to Gryffindor Tower for the night." Samuel signed awkardly, trying to stir. Remy shook his head and sighed, watching his friend stir the potion that they were going to put in Bramwell's drink tomorrow at breakfast.
"Do you think this is a good idea?"
"Yes. Bram lies all the time." Samuel signed sharply, a smile on his lips. "He's a nice guy, but.. he needs to learn a lesson. I'm sure his dad will love it."
"Yeah, since you will be doing detention for all year with him." Remy signed with a snort as Samuel glared up at Remy, a look remiscient of his father's own sneer.
"SHUT UP AND GO TO BED!" twelve year old Bramwell Filch shouted, from his nearby bed, causing Remy to jump. Remy relayed the message to Samuel, who snorted in laughter.
"All the more reason to put this in his drink.. I think I got it." Samuel said with a smile as he poured the potion into a small beaker. "All set for tomorrow." Samuel signed, his hands clapping together quietly at the success of his potion. Throwing back his sheets, he snuggled into his own bed, and grinned, as Remy hunkered down in his own bed, and shook his head before finally going to sleep, both boys dreaming of tomorrow's events with glee and dread.
"Coast is clear." Remy signed to Samuel, who poured the entire potion into Bramwell's apple juice the next morning at breakfast. "I don't think your dad or mine saw us."
"What the hell?" Bramwell coughed, after taking a healthy swig of his apple juice. "This tastes like pee, did you do something to this?"
"No." Several Slytherins all chorused, shaking their heads, not wanting to get on the wrong side of Bramwell Filch. He was nice enough, but when he was mad, he was mad.
"Huh. Must be a Kreacher." Bramwell said, using a slang word to refer to an disgruntled house-elf as Samuel snickered quietly, Remy kicking him under the table.
"So, Bram, ready for Potions?" Remy asked lightly, testing the potion.
"No, I never did the homework......" Bramwell said easily, his eyes popping open and his mouth gaping after he had spoken. Narrowing his eyes, he clamped his mouth shut and scowled down at each person at the Slytherin table, his eyes eventually drifting over to the Gryffindor table. Shaking his head, Bramwell got up to head out early to do his homework.
"Did you hear about Bram Filch?" Ares and Artemis Potter both asked, rushing up to Remy, Holly, and Samuel as they were walking to their DADA class.
"No, what?" Remy asked, his eyes wide.
"He said Professor Snape was hot, and he wouldn't mind doing the horizonal tango with her, right in class when she asked if he would like any help with his potion."
"What!" Samuel asked in sign langauge, his mouth agape. "Did I lipread you wrong, Ares?"
"Nope, that's what he said." Remy relayed in sign language, confirming Samuels' thought.
"That's not all.." Artemis said, grinning. "Right then and there, Professor Snape's husband came in the class and heard everything that Bram had said. Now, Bram's in his dad's office, blabbing his guts out. Seems like someone put something in his drink or something, that's what both Snapes say." A nod from Ares confirmed Samuel's potenital fear.
"Great.. Let's go see your dad." Samuel signed, his eyes wide. "I think I need to go to hide from my dad and my mum. Care to join, since you were an accomplice?"
"Great idea." Remy said with a grim shake of his head, bidding Holly farewell, and thanking the Potter twins for their information. They both nodded, their intense green eyes alight with excitement at the first day of lessons being so intresting.
"Turn your books to page one hundred and ten, we'll be covering ...where are Messrs. Lupin and Snape?" Severus asked, his eyes narrowing at his daughter moments after he had burst into his first-year Gryffindor-Slytherin DADA lessons.
"Could I plead the fifth, please, Daddy?"
"It's Professor Snape to you, Miss Snape." Severus said, pinching the bridge of his nose as he glared at his daughter.
"But.."
"Five points from Gryffindor, Miss Snape, and see me in my office after lessons." Severus said, feeling an headache coming on, and it had only been five minutes into the lesson. He knew his son and his errant best friend had something to do with this.. headache. Severus knew the next seven years would bring constant headaches to himself and Hermione, with Samuel raising hell throughout the years. He only had to be prepared, he thought dryly as he put up the ingredients for an Migrane Potion up on the board. It couldn't hurt to think ahead, Severus thought dryly as he paced between the aisles of the class, deducting points from Frank Longbottom and Mary-Kate wood, the new replacements of Neville Longbottom. Heaven help Hogwarts, Snape thought dryly as he shook his head. It just wouldn't be the same again.
A/N: hope this was a good first chapter? The next chapter deals with the rest of first year, outlining the stupid scrapes Samuel, Remy, and Holly get themselves into. ::laughs:: Read and Review, PLEASE!!