Severus Snape snarled under his breath as he stalked up to the Headmaster's office. He had been disturbed once again, from making potions Poppy needed in the Infirmary, and he was pissed.

Hopefully Albus wouldn't tell him to go check up on Potter. Just the thought of him was abhorrent, and going to check on the spoiled brat was out of the question. He represented all that Severus had lost and James Potter gained. Lily, a home, and a chance at having his own family, not that he needed a large on anyways. He had his many siblings for that.

Opposite of the popular opinion, Severus Snape was not in fact, an only child. No, he had many siblings, the youngest of which was eleven? Twelve? He couldn't remember. Too many names, he growled to himself.

"Sugar Plums!" The dar

k man snapped at the stone gargoyle. It moved aside, and Severus swept up the stairs. He knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Albus Dumbledore called. Severus did so, his face down on the floor, preventing him from seeing the man in front of him.

"Severus?" The visitor gasped. Severus looked up sharply and a look of complete and utter surprise came across his face.

"Father?" Severus asked, knowing he looked to be the mirror image of the man in front of him if not for the hair, which was black unlike his father's dirty blonde.

"Do you two know each other?" Albus asked mildly. Both men shot each other exasperated glances.

"Albus, if one calls another by name and then the other responds in an extremely familiar title, do you think they'd know each other?" Severus inquired sarcastically. Albus looked up.

"Yes, but you never know. Anyhow, maybe you would like to explain to your son what all this is about, Michael."

"Okay." The man sighed, flopping into a chair. Severus raised an eyebrow. His father was all about proper posture and etiquette, and yet here he was acting like a teen. "As you know, Anastasia is now twelve. Like all of you kids have done, she's going to come spend the year here at Hogwarts. Only problem is the healers say she should be coming into her inheritance soon, and I don't want her away from home for that."

"Especially since she has anthrophobia (1)." Severus continued.

"Exactly. Albus said there was a creature inheritance professor here, but I didn't know it was you."

"Father, I told you I was a Potions Master and that I taught at Hogwarts. Or did you forget?"

"Forgot. Anyways, Anastasia must come since it's tradition. Will you look after her, Severus? Please?" Michael looked up at his eldest son, who was watching him with an amused smirk on his face.

"I would have done it anyways, Father. I haven't seen any of the kids, excluding Marcus and Alex, since Anna was born. How is everyone?"

"Good. Hope is a healer now, the triplets are still in their musical obsession faze, the twins are busy training. I don't know about Lita, Triston, or Joseph, though. They've been avoiding contact, much like you have. Marcus is still being a brat, but you already know that, and Alex is Alex. Anastasia is so introverted right now, it's rather scary. She's like you but in a twelve year old body."

"Great, mini me's are fantastic!" Severus exclaimed sarcastically, even though both men could tell he really did care about his younger siblings. "Anyways, send Anna over sometime soon and I'll help get her settled in. Give everyone my love." With that unexpected comment said, Severus Snape swept out of the room to prepare for his youngest sister's arrival.

Anthrophobia- fear of people

This suddenly came to me in a dream last night, kind of weird, but I ran it by my friend and decided to post it. So, yeah. Tell me if you like it or not.