Right so I just had to get this out of my head, it was being tossed about for the better part of my day. So yeah just some fluffy stories about Hermione and Severus and their life with children and such. The rating is a safety net for me, as some of the chapters may actually merit it, I'll place all the details above the respective chapters. I love this pairing to death and so I'll write as I'm inclined to. FYI I'm not giving up on the other stories I've just had a bit of writer's block. Perhaps our potions master will brew me a solution. Doubtful, he's kind of a git ya know?

"Julia…" Severus' voice drawled out and snaked over to his daughter who suddenly put a stop to her fiddling with the salt shaker. In the process the shaker had tipped over and a stream of salt leaked out of the head. Julia snapped her hands back into her lap as though that would hide her disobedience. "What did I tell you about messing with that?" Severus didn't look up from the book his eyes were lazily glazing over.

"You said not to mess with the pepper." She quipped hoping in vain that would justify her actions. His dark eyes slid from his distraction and down at her. It was enough for her to quietly apologize. She huffed and placed her chin on the table only for it to be seized by her father who again did not look from his book.

"Don't little one, you don't know who has sullied this table." His gentle grip from her chin moved to pat the top of her head.

"But dad…" she whined "I'm so bored." She threw her head back in a dramatic sigh.

"Be patient. Your mother will be here…" he grunted at the sight of his pocket watch and wondered curiously for a moment if it was accurate. It was not like Hermione to be late. Especially a lunch date with their small family in London. Severus stuffed his watch back into his pocket and gave a much more subtle sigh. "Soon."

Julia Elizabeth Snape. Came into this world six years ago screaming, red and cold. Seven pounds and four ounces and healthy as one could ever hope for. Unlike her younger brother, Julia was an unexpected guest in Severus Snape's well constructed life post the second wizarding war. He had to constantly be reassured by his young wife that he would do just fine as a father, that he had made huge strides as headmaster in regards to his paternal side.

"Gods." Hermione remarked on one such occasion when his confidence had fallen into despair. "I can't imagine how it was for Slytherin girls to try and come to you with any sort of emotional problem." She laughed at his famous sneer. "But my dear Severus you have done wonders in such a short time as headmaster. I have seen you with students and it is a marvel compared to the dour educator that roamed Hogwarts in my day."

Though he still wavered under his own well hidden doubts. Especially when others, such as Potter and Weasley heard the news. They were not as sure as Hermione, hissing in her ear regularly "You remember how he was when we were at school." She had shushed them and insisted they keep their mouths shut if they didn't have anything nice to say. Still, all feelings of doubt and uncertainty had vanished when he beheld his beautiful girl for the first time.

Dear Julia had taken her mother's brown hair but had the misfortune gaining her father's texture. Still it was a lot less greasier than his own but not a curl in sight. Much to his delight she had also inherited her mother's eyes all be a bit darker and no 'Snape' nose in sight on either children.

Alexander Severus Snape had a much harder time coming into the world than his sister. Weighing a mere four pounds and two ounces, was more acquainted with the hospital staff than his own parents for the first two weeks of his life. His four year old son had seen a cardiologist twice a month until his last birthday where he was released to only bi yearly checkups. Severus wasn't fond of his child seeing muggle doctors but was reminded that's just what Hermione's parents were. When he presented the argument they weren't the same type of doctors her glare had threatened a long debate to follow and so cut his losses. He was also seen at St Mungos and when the diagnosis matched with the muggle's Severus never said another word about it.

Alexander's head flourished thick black curls that Hermione loved nuzzling into. Twirling her fingers around them much like she did to her own. Severus found his son's hair troublesome and would mutter complaints until those huge brown eyes stared back at him when he moved a bushel of curls out of the way. He was much more shy than his sister, even at her age Julia would talk to almost anyone nonstop. Alex however, hid mostly behind his father, knowing full well that most people didn't speak to him. He clung to his father's long leg looking up tentatively to see if the stranger had gone. When they hadn't he would continue pushing his face into his calf until it was safe to come out.

"Julia…"

"What?" She whined, knowing full well it was the annoying clicking sound of her tongue that had him glaring at her.

"Why don't you color with Alex to keep your mind busy?" Alex looked up from his coloring book, deciding silently if he would cooperate.

"Coloring is for babies." She huffed with her arms folded.

"Then draw something." He was already sliding a blank piece of paper over to her along with her favorite color, blue. After a few moments of peace Julia proudly displayed her masterpiece.

"Look dad." She practically shoved it in his face. He smirked and took it from her. "I drew potions!" She exclaimed happily. Indeed she had, vials, flasks and cauldrons all drawn with near perfect symmetry.

"Your drawing is improving." In contrast to his voice which was encouraging, his face remained stoic. "Well done." He allowed a flick of a smile, long enough for her to see and take back her drawing to add more. Alex then did the same as his sister. Holding out his coloring of a house. Severus ruffled his hair and exchanged a similar compliment. Satisfied both children returned to work.

"Mum!" Julia sprang from her chair and would have knocked it over had Severus not held out his hand. He could already see where her mind was at, ready to sprint outside the small café and into the street.

"Julia!" She froze and with a guilty smile looked up at her father. "Sit." His finger hovered over the chair she was just in. With a huff she climbed back in realizing the futility of her trying otherwise. Bum safely in place, Severus scooted her chair back towards the table and looked up, a bittersweet sight. From the wall sized window he could see Hermione jogging across the street and with her was an old classmate. Longbottom. His nostrils flared. Their conversation seemed to be going smoothly until Longbottom looked up and met Severus' icy stare. His smile dropped and already Severus could see the many excuses running through Longbottom's mind to get out of his current situation.

Still he continued walking with Hermione into the café. This time Julia felt no danger in running to her mother and did just that. Launching herself as Hermione kneeled down and scooped her up. "Oof! So heavy." she groaned as she propped Julia on her hip. "What has your father been feeding you?"

"Nothing!" Julia moaned dramatically, making sure she missed her father's glare. She was deposited right back onto the chair she had just left. When seated, Hermione leaned over to kiss Severus lightly. It was clear Longbottom was uncomfortable in a myriad of ways, which of course gave Severus enjoyment.

"Look who I ran into?" She stood upright beaming at Severus who did his best to remain unmoved.

"Is Longbottom joining us for dinner?" It was more of a warning than suggestion.

"'Fraid not pro-" Neville searched for the right word and recoiled right back into the fear he'd felt every day in potions class.

"Headmaster." Hermione finished patting Neville's shoulder. "No need to be so formal though." Alex looked up from his coloring long enough to determine that Neville wasn't a threat and went right back to his crayons. "Right." Hermione began. "This is Julia the oldest, Julia this is a friend of mine, Neville."

"Hi." Julia said sharply and went back to her own drawing.

"And Alex, he just turned four." She smiled and placed a kiss on top of his curls.

"Lovely." Said Neville with a smile until his gaze went back to Severus who was pretending to read.

"He's a bit shy I'm afraid." Hermione sighed and turned back to her husband. "They seem to be behaving well enough." Finally he looked up.

"Aside from our beloved daughter finding new uses for the table condiments, yes."

"It was good to see you Neville. Though I suspect Severus will be seeing you more." That caught his attention. His book fell on the table and his dark eyes onto her.

"Do elaborate, dearest." The last part was said through grit teeth and Neville swallowed hard.

"Neville is applying to teach herbology at Hogwarts. You should be getting his resume any day now." Severus slowly moved his gaze over to Neville who gave a sheepish smile and forced his eyes elsewhere, still unable to look at him directly. Which astounded Severus, considering how much he had gone through during the war. Perhaps I have that much of an effect on people he wondered and smiled devilishly in his mind.

"What an addition he'll make to the staff." It was clearly an insult but Hermione agreed with him knowing full well it would annoy him. Neville waved farewell, looking more than relieved to be out of there.

"Don't think I didn't know what you meant Severus." Hermione declared after Neville had long left.

"Is the subtly in my speech wavering? Or is your mind sharpening?"

"Neither." she swatted at his arm. "You had better give Neville a fair chance at that job."

"Simply because you asked me to?"

"Of course not. I'm just saying, your past experiences with him could make you prejudice." Could? More like, absolutely would.

"What other experiences would you like me to draw on then?" His brow raised.

"None. Oh just…" She sighed and it was then that Severus realized where his daughter had learned it from. "Try to just look only at his resume and give him a chance."

"Calm yourself Hermione." Severus said standing up and stretching slightly. "It is likely we will have few other applicants." he reached for Alexander who was beginning to get fussy and more vocal about his hunger. Julia chimed right in despite not being asked. "By the by…the cause for your unpunctuality was surely not due to your misfortune of encountering Longbottom was it?"

Hermione sighed and took Julia's hand as they made their way outside. "Not exactly no."

"So hungry." Julia whined.

"Me too." Alexander said quietly.

"Gods." Severus snapped. "I gave them a snack half an hour ago and its as though they haven't seen a meal in weeks."

"He gave us apples mum!" Julia exclaimed at the sheer horror, as though it had been a great offense to be given fruit instead of the crisps she had wanted.

"Oh yes, she was quite vocal about her contempt. The audacity I had to give her real food in exchange of the packaged saturated fat sitting on the counter."

"I see. Well we're going to feed you soon, the pub is just around the corner." she squeezed Julia's hand who for the moment decided that was enough and stayed quiet until they reached the half moon pub.

It was much cooler in London. Though the sun was falling it made no difference, the heat was as strong as midday. Walking up the hill to their country home with two tired children in the blazing heat made Severus almost regret his white undershirt. As it was clinging to his skin in sweat. Hermione hiked up with Alexander wrapped tightly to her chest while he took on the heavier load of Julia, who thankfully didn't move too much. Her arms locked around his neck while her legs fastened at his hips, her face buried into his back.

Hermione made it to the door first and left it open for Severus to follow. Carefully he placed Julia on her feet and ushered her up the stairs warning her not to complain about her impending bath. He could already hear Hermione running the water. During the summer they stayed in the cottage perched on top of a hill. It was a small piece of land that Severus had inherited from his maternal grandparents. Something his mother somehow hid from his father and him for the better part of his childhood.

In the summer months Severus occupied his time with research and tended to his garden of ingredients. Much to Julia's dismay it was also mostly when her schooling was done. Unlike most children she was taught collectively by her parents. Both magical and muggle subjects.

During the normal school year her mother was busy at the ministry and only saw her a couple hours before bed, and on weekends and holidays. Her father took two hours out of his day to review the subjects she had been exposed to and even made up assignments for her to do while he sat at his desk with an endless amount of paperwork. They had begun teaching Alexander but it would be some time before he was even on a remotely similar schedule that Julia was on.

Severus busied himself in the kitchen. He put the kettle on and tidied up the dishes in the sink with little more than a wave of his hand. Softly, Hermione's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Come say goodnight." she smiled and offered her hand to him, leading him upstairs. Alexander was fast asleep already and so Severus went in his room first. He placed a kiss on his son's forehead and whispered for him to have pleasant dreams. Julia had just plopped into bed when he came in. She reached for a hug which he granted along with a kiss to her temple.

"Where was this energy when we were walking home?" His brow arched. "I suppose you'll want a story hmm?" she nodded eagerly and scooted for him to lay next to her as he usually did.

"Right, what shall it be this time?" he reached for a book on her nightstand only for her to protest and insist he tell her his own story. "Of course of course." He said while moving so his legs would stretch out and still the hung over her tiny bed.

"And that's why Weasley no longer plays chess." Severus finished his story with a very drowsy Julia half on his chest who begged for one more tale but was denied with another kiss to her cheek. "Good night little one."

"Night dad." she yawned and settled in her light blue duvet. Before shutting her door, Severus whispered a spell that turned her ceiling into a night sky, with shooting stars and bright constellations. Familiar hands slid up his back, and the same familiar chest fitted into him. He turned around but kept her hand in his.

"Hullo."

"Hello." He replied following her lead that brushed passed into their bedroom. The door shut with a deafening click as the rest of the house was silent. Hermione broke away from his hand and sauntered into their bathroom, undressing as she went. The shower was running by the time he'd caught up. With only half his buttons undone he was impressed to see her in nothing but her knickers. He stopped to admire her slender form.

"Have you nothing better to do than gawk in doorways?" She glanced over her shoulder, stepping out of her thong.

"I will, in a moment." Severus answered doing his best not to rip off his clothing. Marinating his cool demeanor he undressed calmly.

As I said, fluffy fluff fluff bomb all over this. Some of the chapters will be more hmm shall we say on the M rated side. Hence the rating. I ain't about to get in trouble, shoot. Right then chaps, thanks for reading we'll see what I make of this.