Thirteen years have passed since Severus was killed by Voldemort, a few hours before Harry killed Voldemort. Hours. He should have lived. He should have been saved. For the baby. For our baby.

Hermoine Granger kept repeating this in her head like a mantra, for thirteen years and counting, but alas no matter how many times she beat herself up over losing her love all those years ago, she couldn't change the past.

"Aunty Hermoine, James was picking on me again" came Harry's youngest daughter, Lily Luna Potter, for although Hermoine was no relative of theirs she was so close to Harry and Ron she might as well have been their sister.

"Don't worry Lils" came Selene Snape, Hermoine's only child "Something tells me Saint Potter's evil-hell-spawn won't be bothering you any time soon" Selene said snarkily, much like her deceased father.

"Oh Selene. You promised you'd come to me first when James was being his usual obnoxious self" Hermoine reprimanded half-heartily, whilst she did not enjoy her daughter picking fights at such an early age she knew Harry's eldest was asking for it, so she couldn't muster up the anger required for a proper scolding.

'Something else her father would have had no problem with' the young witch thought with a sigh, feeling utterly useless.

The raven haired witch's overly-sharp eyes immediately noticed her mother's far away look so naturally she just had to put her two cents in, open her big fat mouth and just ruin a moment like the Snape before her could do so effortlessly "You are aware that daydreaming is not an attractive quality, I trust?"

And just like that her self-pitying moment turned to rage "Selene Jean Snape-" but before she could start her rant she was cut off by Harry who chose to enter the room at that very moment, coincidentally.

"Why don't you both go and finish packing. Hogwarts Express won't stay waiting for you two to pack tomorrow, you know" Harry said with false cheer, even a five year could see through the deception.

"But Uncle Harry-" Selene begun but one look in Harry's eyes and he knew Snape Jr had leglimised him enough to know he wanted to be left alone with her mother.

And with that last thought, Harry got rid of the children smoothly and focused his bright green eyes on the very problem he came to address in the room, which was not the girls' luggage, but his bushy-haired friend who looked more miserable than usual.

"Anything on your mind, Hermoine?" the messy haired wizard asked gently, knowing how fragile Hermoine always seemed on this particular day.

"Its August thirty first" the bushy haired witch explained simply, as if a simple date explained all her problems, but in this case it did.

Harry looked down knowing this was the day Snape had asked Hermoine to marry him should they both make it out of the war. But instead of marrying him she had to bury him and raise his child all by herself. Of course Harry, Ron and Ginny helped out but its not the same for the baby as having a father. Having to explain to a toddler why all the other other children have daddies while she only has Uncles, who aren't even really her Uncles.

Harry didn't say anything, there was nothing to say, no amount of words could ever change the past. He just stood still as his dearest friend wept on him, holding tightly to his shoulders, like he was the last pillar that kept her standing in these dreaded times.

The next morning the Weasleys, Potters and Snapes were on the platform for Hogwarts sending their children off when as usual James decided it was fun to try and smuggle a time turner he stole from his father's office.

But before he could smuggle it onto the train Selene's hawk like eyes had already spotted it and Selene just won't be Selene if she wasn't making sure she was living up to her reputation, being 'Enemy No. 1' on James' list "Mum, James is trying to smuggle something illegal in Hogwarts again"

"Oh James, seriously" Hermoine grumbled, this was so not her day.

"Now Aunty Hermoine I can explain" but before he could come up with a reasonable lie he was hit from behind with someone's trunk and he accidentally twisted the time turner and dropped it on the bushy haired witch next to him. His Aunt.

Oh he is in big trouble now, was James' last thought as he watched his Aunt disappear through space and time "Uhh nobody saw that right?" the messy haired kid asked hopefully at the accusing glares he was receiving from every adult in the vicinity.

Hermoine dropped unceremoniusly on the floor of the room of trquirement which she recognised immediately, considering how many DA meetings they had in this room, it came as no surprise.

After she got up nshe surveyes her surroundings and noticed that her time turner was burnt, most likely it used up so much magic to send her back in time it out-shorted itself "Guess I won't be using this to get back than"

Just as she was about to get out of the room her over-sized brain started working over-time again. She can't be seen 'Horrible things happen to witched who meddle with time' McGonagall had once told her after giving her, her first time turner.

"Well than" the bushy haired witch mumbled as she placed a glamour on herself and walked out of the room of requirement, ready to go to Headmistress McGonagall and sort this out when she bumped into a solis surface, but upon close inspection it was a body of a man.

Having used up her last patience on James she prepared herself to start another tantrum and vent out some of her frustration on this poor soul "Watch where you're standing you-" but her tongue got stuck as if under a tongue-lock hex.

There in front of her stood Severus Snape looking like an over-grown bat in his black robes and with his usual sneer that seemed to be permanently fixed in place "Cat got your tongue, you stupid little witch" he said snarkily as he looked down on the witch as if she were mere vermin.

"You're alive" Hermoine breathed out as if she just won a million galleons and a mansion, making the wizard towering over her raise an eyebrow inquisitively.

A/N: This is my first Harry Potter fic so please review and don't hesitate to tell me how bad my first shot was, i already know :S