Family
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Chapter 1
"Please, Sev," Lily's tear-filled green eyes pleaded with him.
His young, beautiful wife had her arms cradling her large abdomen protecting their young child. Severus couldn't bear it that he had told the dreaded prophecy to the Dark Lord. He revealed his mark to Lily which he had constantly kept a charm over it concealing it. He poured out his story horrifying Lily. But Severus knew her love was true when the only anger she had was towards his Dark mark, his evil side.
"Potter will protect you," Severus told her as much as he hated that his wife would be with the toe-rag.
"What about her? The prophecy said nothing of a girl," Lily yelled at him.
"Put the healers under the imperious. Tell the healers you had one child, a boy. Perform the charm so he looks like he's the son of James. Bring the girl to a nice family, a muggle family in another country. I promise, when this is over, if you still want me," He was stopped by Lily.
"I could never stop loving you if I wanted to, Sev. You know that."
"We could be together, you and me, and our boy and girl. A nice, happy family," Severus hoped.
Lily looked at him sadly. She too knew this was the only way.
There was a sharp knock at the door bringing Severus out of his flashback. The door opened to reveal an old man with a long beard wearing purple robes.
The headmaster had only known the truth of Harry Snape for a year. Severus still feared he'd tell the child or go looking for his daughter. He stayed silent and hoped the headmaster hadn't.
"Severus," The headmaster gave him an apologetic look which he understood perfectly confirming his worst fear.
"You didn't, Albus!" Severus cried out slumping down, his elbows on his desk, and his head buried in his hands.
"I found Severina. She's perfectly fine waiting for you in the Great Hall. I sent a letter to Harry and alerted him you'd be arriving to pick him up soon."
"You what!" Severus jumped up.
"They needed to know, Severus. I've explained every single thing to them and neither of them are angry at you, not even Harry."
Severus would have to see it to believe it. He stood, hands shaking, glaring at Albus and stalked out towards the Great Hall.