The Untold story behind 'Severus Snape' and The 'four' Marauders.

AN: Hi! Ok before those who have read Chibis Mess Up Gohan's Life!, my other stork freak rest safe in the knowledge that I am continuing on that one, I'm just sick of the characters in this story waking me up at night and haunting me. *Turns towards the Invisible cast and tells them to stop bothering her when she is awake too.* I hope you like, fair warning the first few chapters of my work often tend to be explanation and detail heavy as I set about weaving my magic around you.

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FFN Disclaimer: I don't own HP, know how to speak anything but English and a smattering of French so please ignore any and all misspelled and miss labeled things and people, nor did I intentionally copy another authors work thus any and all coincidence I apologize for in advance just in case. And if you do find similarities, outside of the over used FF plots, please tell the story title and author so I can read it and apologist to the author personally.

Chapter 1- The Fifth

Erik O'Connor woke to another day in the most horrible way… "ATTENTION TO THE INHABITANTS OF HOGWARTS CASTLE. PLEASE QUICKLY AND QUIETLY MAKE YOUR WAY TO THE GREAT HALL FOR A SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT BY ORDER OF THE MINISTRY! HEM HEM THANK YOU." The sickly sweet voice of one Dolores Umbridge Fudge's Chief Under-Secretary and the jolting of the bed, as his beautiful wife flew towards the loo to empty her stomach, were defiantly not the best way to wake up to another day of dealing with hormonal pre-teens and teenagers. Though he was one to talk, his wife was still considered a teen in some cultures. Not many 19 year olds found themselves married to a 35-year-old man.

"Hun are you ok?" He inquired with a sense of deep trepidation.

"I'm all done dear." She said as she walked into the room after a quick scourgify to clean out her mouth of the vile taste of bile. "Did I really just hear that old hag right, she wants everyone in the castle to go to the Great Hall? What the hell is a ministry official even doing here?" She asked grumpily as she walked towards the bed.

"It seems so. I have no idea why, maybe it is something to do with the tournament.. You don't have to if you don't want to be seen, luv." Erik replied.

"No I have to see Poppy for my MS Potion anyway, and before you suggest it no I'm not having you stay to make me one right now it takes too long and this seems important. Besides, I can't and won't hide away from the students forever. Is it really so bad that they see you with a wife dear?" She stated as she came to him, hugging him around his waist and yawning.

"Yes! I hate he fact that they will stare at you, and even mock you for being my wife. I just want you to be safe, I don't know what I would do without you, and I never want to find out."

She yawned again and nodded trying to reply but was yet again cut off by a yawn. "Now I know that you're tired, so why don't you just rest and I'll fetch a Potion from Poppy for you, I'll be back with it before you know it luv."

Annalise too wiped out to really argue, nodded as she yawned again and rubbed her bum length mass of golden red curls. Erik helped his petit wife into their large bed, kissing her head as she fell into a light slumber. He then cast the necessary concealing Charms and set his mind into the character he had played for many years now, and in his place stood the most hated professor at Hogwarts. Severus Snape left his shared quarters with not but his pajama pants and a robe thrown on at the last second and a mission to hex Umbridge, fetch a MS Potion from Poppy, and find out what the hell gave the pink toad from the ministry the right to interrupt his and his wife's precious sleep. Unfortunately that morning he hadn't been as meticulous as he needed to be with his glamor, and several of his more distinctive traits were showing through.

{The Hall}

Student milled about in the general areas of their house tables chatting and gossiping sleepily with their schoolmates and the foreigners speculating at what could have been so important that their Saturday sleep-in was interrupted. They had been introduced to the previously unknown spouses of the Professors. The students had instantly began gossiping about how peculiar it was that their teachers had lives outside of school and were even married. Though they were rather happy to have been introduced to their professors other halves, they were still not quite settled with the notion. Mr. Pomfrey was a portly man, with gray hair and as kind faced as his wife. Moody stood off to the side, his wife was at St. Mungo's recovering from a bad fall that happened before the school year had started. Mr. McGonagall was tall, lankly, and had a slight graying at the temples, but his face was friendly and he had the prankster gleam to his eye. Mrs. Flitwick was even smaller than her husband and looked to be around his age, despite this, she was still very beautiful. She, McGonagall, Sprout, Maxime, and Hooch all were talking about the what could have been so important that the entire castle need be present with Madam Pomfrey. Mr. Sprout was a foot taller than his wife, but appeared to be fit as a fiddle. And was merrily telling jokes with Mr. McGonagall, Mr. Pomfrey, and Hagrid, who had been so busy getting things ready for the Tri-Wizard Tournament that he needed a substitute half the time. Much to their respective wives disproval. Mr. and Mrs. Pince along with their three young children were sitting down at the expanded staff table. Mr. Babbling, whose wife was the Ancient Runes teacher, was talking to his wife in hushed tones, and had a rather average look about him. Mr. Burbage was young and as gentle as his wife, the Muggle Studies teacher. Igor Karkaroff sneered disdainfully at both them and Umbridge. Mr. Hooch who was a famous Quidditch Coach was talking to Headmaster Dumbledore, Mr. Sinistra, and Mr. Vector about the events of that year's World Cup. While their wives [Profs. Sinistra and Vector] talked about the expected Eclipse that would take place in two years from now, July 31st to be exact. Even Mr. and Mrs. Grubbly-Plank [Hagrid's sub] and their two little ones, Filch, Professor Binns and his equally dead wife, and much to Umbridge's discomfort the infamously flighty Trelawney had shown up.

They had all been in such a hurry that everyone was still in their pjs, even the teachers. And everyone in the Hall had a laugh at the others apparel, they all looked ridiculous when put together in a group. Except for the toad woman who interrupted their sleep, she was as annoying as ever for anyone who had the distinct dis pleasure of meeting her beforehand, and pink. "Attention everyone! Please sit down and wait for head count. We need to make sure that everyone is here before the rest of the ministry procession arrives." Toadie said sweetly, "I have a special treat for you today, but first everyone needs to be in the Great Hall and we must wait for the rest to co …"

Snape slammed the door off to the left of the staff table open as he entered into the Hall. Obviously in a rush and as peeved to be awake so early as the rest of them, his normally tamed hair was sticking out in every which direction seemed longer and had a few odd locks of blond in it. His eyes ablaze with anger were a deep azure blue instead of the customary black tunnels. His skin was tanner than they had ever seen it to be. He wore only the bottoms to his pj set which hung low on his hips, and the robe that he had thrown hastily over his surprisingly broad shoulders was left untied; reviling a flat toned and very well defined torso to the surprise of many. And he seemed to have grown over night, he appeared to be but three feet shorter than Hagrid's 11'6", a significant growth from his previous height of 5'10"- to the current one of 8'6". This while considered odd' was rather normal for people of magic to suddenly change in appearance. Thus disregarded as a most likely a Potion or Spell gone wrong, except for Igor Karkaroff he had decided to keep this as something to look into, and decided to pay close attention to Snape for a little while.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS UMBRIDGE!? WHY THE HELL ARE YOU HERE INTERRUPTING OUR SLEEP WITH ONE OF YOUR IDIOTIC PLAYS FOR POWER?" He shouted as his tall frame towered over the Toad, intimidating her to no end.

"Professor Snape kindly lower your voice I will explain everything when the others arrive." She meekly offered up as if it could compensated him for the time not spent sleeping.

Snape looked thunderous as he turned and made a beeline Madam Pomfrey having far more important things to do then lecturing Toadie on proper behavior; "I need Annie's MS Potion Poppy, she's now feeling well today and has already been ill twice this morning. And I need you to cover for me so I can get it to her as soon as possible." Erik was kneeling down as he spoke in hushed tones that few could hear, unfortunately Umbridge was one.

In a fit of jealousy over this 'Annie' woman for having such close relations to 'her' man, she made a mistake that would haunt her for years to come. "Professor Snape I couldn't help but notice that you mentioned that you are aware of a resident of Hogwarts who is not present and does not intend to appear today, Am I correct?" She said loud enough for the entire Hall to hear, immediately grabbing their attention.

"This has nothing to do with you 'Madam', so kindly butt out!" Erik snapped, contempt dripping from his voice, he really wasn't in the mood to deal with Umbitch today.

"Oh but it is. I specifically said ALL residents of Hogwarts to make way to the Great Hall, even the spouses of the other professors made it, so I'm sure your sister is in good enough health to do so as well." At this the students started gossiping about Snape's supposed sister. Karkaroff paid even more attention looking for a weakness. "Besides it wouldn't be fair to everyone else if one woman was allowed to stay abed only because she felt 'ill', now is it?"

And this was true they all were there, except for one 'minor' detail.

"You are greatly mistaken 'Madam', none of my sisters, nor brothers for that matter are here." Erik was not happy to be having this conversation in front of others. The staff and Dumbledore, though they knew nothing about who he really was weren't the problem, he was more concerned about Karkaroff and the children of the Death Eaters.

Snape's response caused even more stirring among the students, and the staff started wondering who the aforementioned siblings of one 'Severus Snape', who to the best of their knowledge was an only child.

"Then do you have an unknown daughter? Because that is all whom I can logically think of for you to be concerned with." Umbridge was desperately scrambling to come up with a reason for Snape to be living with and worried about the health of a female, even him having bastard daughter was preferable to him having a wife. Bastard daughters can be dealt with easily, wives on the other hand were harder. If she intended to marry Snape getting rid of a wife would be far harder; first she would have to find a way for the wife to be un fit for her husband. And with the Marriage Laws that was only possible if the wife was unfertile, sadly wives tended to be pregnant or having already provided an heir to their husbands family within the allotted five years. Yes wives were dangerous things to gold-diggers who intend to marry a man, and Deloris fully intended to Marry one Severus Snape. She planned to strip him dry of every possession and Knut he had.

"Yet again you have miscalculated, the woman I am fetching a Potion for is my wife. She is under the weather at the moment, and needs rest in order to get better." This had mixed reactions, the students were in shock that any woman would marry Snape, The staff, already knowing that he was married hoped that Annie would feel better soon. For they all liked her, and before Snape had met her he was a much colder man, she was obviously good for him. Karkaroff was shocked to hear that his former peer was married, but he quickly regained himself and started to calculate how this might help him in the future. And last and most certainly least The Toad was pissed.

"Then she can rest here, I'm sure that she will feel much better if she was sounded by others who can attend to her at a moment's notice, rather than being secluded down than the dungeons. Of course if there is any reason for her to remain where she is, you would be more than willing to tell us so that she may continue to rest, comfortably in bed."

'Dammit!' Erik thought, 'I'm not telling them she's pregnant, they already know too much! If they find out it will be all over the news by tomorrow and then the Death Eaters and Voldemort will know, she'll be in danger! I'm going to have to break the schools motto "Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus"' Erik continued to think frantically. "No of course not I will go fetch her. But you 'Madam' will be the one to face her temper, she wasn't a Hufflepuff for nothing."

This caused even more excitement and confusion among the students. ' They were going to meet Snape's wife! But why did he mention Hufflepuffs? Weren't they all pushovers? ' Was the general thought process among those not in the Hufflepuff house. The Puffs however knew what Umbitch was about to experience and they were quiet gleeful of the upcoming showing of the infamous temper that the Hufflepuffs all possessed. One slow to rise, but unstoppable once angered; after all they were the reason for Hogwarts' motto 'Never tickle a sleeping Dragon'. The only reason that their house animal wasn't a dragon was because Helga had lost a dear friend whose animagus form was that of a badger and decided to pay tribute to them by using that animal as her houses'. Every Hufflepuff knew that.

Professor Snape left the Hall in a hurry. He was too preoccupied about the battle ahead; and whether or not he would survive it, so he did not realize that upon the doorway he took the Weasley twins had put a detachable Listening Charm that they had invented and were still testing. And continued on his way to the unpleasant task of re-waking his wife after he had sent her to a second sleep session completely unaware of the consequences his absent mindedness would lead to.

The residents of Hogwarts in the Great Hall heard the echoes of footsteps in the distance, but rather peculiarly, they did not fade away. In fact, they grew louder; they came from the direction of the Gryffindor table, more specially the twins.

"Messrs Weasley what have you done now?" McGonagall inquired with a raised eyebrow and an exasperated tone.

"Nothing we MEANT to do, at least not right now. Though I must say that it is rather convenient at this moment, wouldn't you Fred?"

"I do say that you are quite right George! Lovely time to test and gain information it truly is the perfect moment."

"Talk Now!"

"Everyone just listen; I'm sure that we all are very interested in the knowledge that this little exercise in patience will bring us." Was all that even McGonagall could get out of the pair of slippery eels. Dumbledore just laughed, having figured out the Charm quite some time ago, 'That Charm is very clever, I'll have to give them some tips on how to modify it, but it is a very good start. Those two are always entertaining in times of trouble. They will do well with that joke shop they wish to set up; oh that reminds me I best order another set of their candies, ever so useful to get out of meetings; or prank Fudge with them. Ingenious really, they will go far.' Messrs. McGonagall, Sprout, Flitwick, Vector, Sinistra, Hooch, Babbling, Hagrid, Grubbly-Plank, and Pomfrey all laughed to varying degrees of sound at the antics of their students or in many cases wife's, having all experienced or heard about the pair long ago who many considered to be only just below the Marauders in skill. And they all received their well-earned glares from their significant other with a decorum established after years of practice. By immediately shutting it. Karkaroff was gleeful that he would be able to hear everything that would happen in the moments to come. He would never have been able to predict how this one day would change his life, even saving it as he would learn in the years to come.

During the exchange, Snape had arrived back and had entered his quarters before anyone in the Hall had taken notice of the password. And to the inhabitants heard something that shook them to the core, and possibly scarred them for life.

"Hunny, wake up, you need to take your Potion, and go to the Hall." Severus Snape said in a gentile and caring tone as he nudged his wife. Desperately hoping to not have to resort to ticking her, he still remembered the last time he had done so, and he would always carry the scars to remind him. Annie just grunted and rolled away from him. "Sweetie, you need take this and feel better. You're needed in the Great Hall." He said again with the tone of infinite kindness and love.

The Hall was quiet as they listened in disbelief that their cruel and harsh Potions Master could ever love anything other than his craft.

"I thought that you didn't want the students to see me and stuff, dear." A woman's voice mumbled.

"I know but as you said we can't avoid this forever, we were lucky that we even had three years to ourselves. We have to face the world sometime, and I'll protect you and whoever else decides to come along."

"I know dear, I love you." Her musical voice said as she leaned up for a kiss.

"I love you too, now and forevermore." Snape told his wife as he leaned down to steal the offered kiss, unknowing that the entire school had heard his declaration. And now were listening as he kissed his wife rather thoroughly.

At his words, torn many of the girls were between crying at their professor's love and devotion and disbelief at the thought of him in love. The boys just gagged at the unexpectedly mushy words.

"Weasleys turn that off! This conversation is meant to be private between them." Madam Pomfrey said sternly.

"We can't it's still in testing, trust us if we had known that it would be all mushy we would've turned it off but we can't." They said frantically as the sounds that sounded a lot like kissing continued on for a few moments longer.

Then suddenly, "Now get up, take the MS Potion, and come have breakfast with me." Snape's voice rang.

"Uggh! I don't wanna…" The woman's sleepy and melodious voice was cut off by sounds of scrambling feet and reaching.

"Of course!" Hermione whispered unheard to all.

"Erik! How many times have I told you not to mention ump food at a time like this?" The woman's now woozy voice asked.

"What's wrong with food?" Ron asked offended.

"I'm sorry luv, here take the Potion it will help, and then we can just sit in the Hall and you can have a cup of tea an' some toast, humm?"

"Ronald! For once Professor Snape is more sensitive than you." Hermione chastised her 'friend' in a hushed tone.

"So that's his job she's his wife, which is still weird by the way!" Ron said copying.

"You're just being nice, because it's your fault that I threw up again." The woman said.

"Oh Stuff it! You prat!" Hermione whispered back.

"Yes I am, and I fell horrible that you are in so much pain right now." A mournful Snape replied.

"She's holding up food and sleep; not to mention that bat's wife, I already don't like her."

Annalise unknowingly saved Ron from the worst verbal beating he would ever almost revive with her next statement.

"Well good, it's your fault that I'm pregnant." Silence yet again reigned at this new bit of information.

"I know that, and I'm sorry, but we both said that we wanted kids. And after three years of marriage I thought you said that you wanted to start trying and, and I…"Snape's nervous and shuddering voice was cut off. "I was kidding dear; it looked like you needed a good laugh, luvie. And besides it takes two to tango."

"Please dear, choose a different topic to jest about. 'cause I can't when it comes to you and our child. You both mean too much to me to even contemplate losing you. " Snape said in relief.

"I'm sorry, I'll try harder next time, but hey good news, I just pulled one over the Great Mr. Claws from the infamous Marauders." The woman's playful voice carried clearly throughout the Great Hall. Unknowingly complicating many lives with the forgotten truth.

"Hahahaha." A deep, rich, and infectious laugh followed this truth. "James, Siri, and Rem, would be rolling on the floor with that one if they were here. Good one luv, you truly are his younger sister."

"Look just because I don't remember Jamie all too well doesn't mean that I'm not a prankster too. Now give me that potion so we can get going, I plan on sleeping on you while we're there."

"Yes, dear."

"Wow, who knew. Snape can be nice, and ordered." Ron said with all the sensitivity of a spoon. Hermione soon laid into him. Karkaroff silently agreed with the annoying redhead, Severus Snape used to never be one for emotions, now the man was a walking book of what he viewed as mawkish [slightly nauseating or overly sentimental] love declarations. {AN: no Erik [Snape] is not being sappy in fact this type of talk is quite common in young couples who have been through hell and back, and don't want to lose each other.} The staff dabbed their eyes at the rare sight [sound] of Severus Snape being so openly loving. Moody way as distant as ever. Toadie was shocked. The Slytherins quietly observed and mulled over the thought that they might want to owl their parents with this news the Snape had gone soft. The Gryffindors were lost at what to think, Snape wasn't supposed to be nice ever. The Ravenclaws wanted to find out more about the spouses of the staff; especially Snape's wife and why she called her husband 'Erik'. The Hufflepuffs wanted to welcome the new baby with a big party seeing as its' mother was one of their own. Or so it all seemed, for soon all stereotypes would fall into the ground, and the world will be born anew.

"Hunny?" The voice belonging to Mrs. Snape resonated throughout the Hall once more.

"Yes luv?" Erik asked his wife.

"You Didn't go to the Great Hall like that did you?"

"Of course I did, what's wrong with what I'm wearing?" Erik raised an eyebrow at his Annie's unusual behavior.

"Sugah I hate to tell you this but your Glamor is failing…"

"WHAT!? No that's impossible! It never fails…." Snape's voice trailed off. The Hall sat too shocked to do anything but listen in disbelief.

"Erik, your hair is slowly becoming its real length and style, and I can see your blond hair peeping through, Your eyes are their normal azure blue, You are but a short foot and half from your real height of 10'3", Your physical body is showing your real muscle definition and structure. Soon your glamor will fail all together and your face's true appearance will be visible, including your ears. And I can see your skin darkening by the second. Here luvie, look in the mirror." The woman's voice[Mrs. Snape] yet again came through the device that the Weasley twins had invented to receive the audio from the all heard the sounds of shuffling as they assumed that Snape traded places with his wife and stood in front of the mirror.

"If you go back without doing anything, they will know that you are an Elf within a half hour give or take, and a High Elf within the hour to be sure as your tattoo and circlet will appear. They will know who you truly are, but if you renew the Charms to full power now then they will know, or even if you re-do them to be as you appear now it would do no good, they will only continue to deteriorate, any way they know something is up."

"Don't forget that yours will as well my dear, though the Potters aren't relatively prominent next to the royal family as a Dukedom, they are still noticeably powerful, I'm surprised that the Wizards haven't noticed the Elves living among them. We've had spies hear for so long, yet such little time has passed to our species ." Snape's words shocked the Hall even further and they all turned to Harry, though he paid them no mind.

"Yes Humans die so fast, so easily, it is hard to make friends among them when their life-times are but a a blink of an eye for us, at least the ones in touch with their magic last 3X's as long. What are we going to do?" She asked, the Hall was at rapt attention.

"I'll just have to go as is, no sense in trying to avoid the unavoidable. Besides they cannot do anything to us we have diplomatic immunity."

"Does this mean that I can finally talk to my nephew? I haven't really been able to since I was five."

"Yes Dear"

The Hall was utterly silent, nothing moved, it was if the world held its breath in wait for the next event to unfold. 'I knew Severus was always different but I never expected him to be an Elf, let alone a High Elf.' Where the common thoughts of the staff and their spouses, the students were too shocked to really think anything, Umbitch was in denial that Severus wasn't human, for as much as she loathed half-breeds she need Severus' power to furtherer own. Despite the fact that she could never be with him solely due to his wife, she could always become a second wife where she would be in the perfect position to dispatch the current one. 'I thought that Elves were extinct' was also a common thought.

Harry had stayed quiet throughout the time Snape had left the Hall. At first, he was too shocked that Snape had a wife to pay much attention to anything but his own thoughts and the conversation that took place between Snape and his wife, her voice sounded familiar to him for some odd reason that he did not know. However he then grew confused and angry when he heard the woman say Mr. Claws of The Marauders, 'Snape wasn't a Marauder, he and dad hated each other. What is going on, what did they mean by 'glamor', what did they mean buy 'Elf', and Potter? What have I not been told?'

Harry's head snapped up when he heard the sound of two people entering the Hall. 'Well looks like I'm about to find out.' He was surprised at the sight of Snape's wife; the students had initially thought that she would be a tall, dark, and homely woman to have loved someone like Snape enough to marry him and give him a child; Either that or old and despite to marry him. But both those assumptions could not be farther from the truth. She was a petit young woman who stood at around 4'9" and looked to be in her early 20s. And Harry could see why Snape had wanted to hide her from the hordes of teenagers at Hogwarts; she was gorgeous, and it was noticeably all natural, her hair was a mass of gold and fire-red curls strewn about her head in a bed-mussed way. Due to the length of it, she appeared to be surrounded by fire. Her eyes were a familiar golden hazel that Harry had seen somewhere before but could not recall. Freckles splattered about her visible skin. She held a pallor to her skin that Harry himself had after a long winter, but it was the beginning fall at the time. She wore a dove gray man's shirt that he assumed was the missing partner to Snape's pants, and a pair of rumpled tube socks. Her legs looked to be bare under the normally good-sized shirt, which appeared to be gargantuan on her. And if you looked closely enough one could see her developing baby bump just starting to show.

Yet despite the gazes she received, she looked to be asleep on her feet, completely oblivious to the attention. And it was true; Harry had never seen so many jealous girls pestering their boyfriends, nor so many lustful stares directed at one woman whose name was unknown. Even Ron was gaping; Harry however did not feel any attraction to her. Instead, he felt like he had always known her; as if she was family that he always knew, but was never fully aware that he had known. He was confused now more than ever.

Snape moved to take his seat at the end of the staff table, and his wife promptly sat down on his lap. He started to play with her hair absent mindedly as she settled down, he conjured a large fluffy blanket to cover the both of them, as they patiently waited for breakfast, and for the announcement. Umbridge was silent the entire time, she hated Snape's wife already. She had held a flame for him for many years now after learning of his fame and fortune, that coupled with his horrid looks and the unlikely hood of him settling down made him the prefect target. And she was furious to hear that he had taken a wife. She expected at least be able to compete with the bitch that had stolen Severus from her, or use her Ministry powers to break them up but if the chit was truly pregnant then there was nothing to be had. She was powerless, and unable to have the man she wanted. So she decided to make the girl as and uncomfortable and miserable as she was.

"Hem Hem I-" no one noticed her starting to talk so she tried again. "Hem HEM" again everyone was falling all over themselves to serve, and in her eyes worship the impudent child that sat in Snape's lap and none to her, "HEM HEM I was sa-"

"Look if ya' got a lougie then just go spit it out girl, no one's gunna pay you any mind when you do." Annie said tiredly, as it had taken a lot of energy to get to the Great Hall even with Erik carrying her most of the way, and was sick of the jealous toad's 'voice' already.

"As I was saying Mrs. Snape it is highly inappropriate for you and the professor to be showing such PDA; and having known Prof. Snape for quite some time as he was only 5 years behind me in Slytherin, I highly doubt that he is comfortable with you just barging in here and using him for a stool Mrs. Snape." Umbitch said contemptuously.

"Dolores Dear, I am allowed to call you such as a fellow adult right?" Mrs. Snape not giving Umbridge the time to give a snide response to go along with her sour expression continued. "Good girl Dolores. Now I'm more than sure that the students have seen far more affection than this between their family members." She finished amused at the pink idiots attempt to up spurt her from her favorite seat.

"And Ms. Umbridge I happen to quite enjoy my wife sitting on my lap. We have developed this habit over the last four years and will probably continue it as often as possible for the rest of our lives." Snape was obviously pissed, "And despite the fact that we live very different lives, and do not truly know each other beyond 'acquaintance' at best, you should know by now that I don't like others interfering with my business and that extends to my wife."

"Hum." Was the only reply Umbridge could stand to give.

"Now what was so important that the Ministry had to call us here at 5 in the morning?" Dumbledore asked cutting to the chase. "Not yet Headmaster we have to wait for the Minister and the other officials to arrive." Toad-face replied.

"Well then I'm sure that no one will oppose to starting breakfast as we wait, humm?" Dumbledore said sarcastically as he signaled for the House Elves to send the aforementioned food. Suddenly to the delight of all but the Toad who had already had eaten and wants the others to suffer tried to get them to stop and wait for the Minister and his party to arrive. Dumbledore put a stop to that by quietly telling her that it would be unfair that the only one who had eaten was her and that those coming most likely would have already partaken of their morning meal. So she was left to sit there off to the side as every person in the Hall started to indulge in a partially rich breakfast.

Erik was having a rather animated conversation with his wife on what was allowed on their plate. As Poppy had fixed her special prenatal tea for her, she was back to her spunky self, insisting on both fruit and sweets being there, also she wanted spring eggrolls, steamed dumplings, crab Rangoon, and lo mein, along with another plate of pumpkin pancakes, American buttermilk biscuits, sausage with gravy, bacon, and an ultimate meat, cheese and veggie omelet. Erik didn't think she could eat it all, but Annie insisted that that is what he was there for. So involved with their morning ritual and each other Erik forgot that he was in front of others, he slipped into his normal behavior being around his wife. Completely unaware of the commotion he was causing in doing so. Karkaroff however was completely aware. As was 'Moody'.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha" He burst out again with his deep, rich, and infectious laugh. The other adults at the staff table who had heard Annie's comment soon joined in. The students be they from Hogwarts, Durmstrang, or Beauxbatons, stared at their temporary or permanent Potions professor as he acted in another way that they had never seen before, laughing and joking at his wife's antics, with the other staff members and their spouses.

In the end Annie got what she wanted, and Erik did end up eating whatever she didn't want to finish. Though not without comment; "You truly have changed since we last saw each other Severus." Karkaroff said halfway throughout the meal. Annalise felt her husband tense beneath her as he wrapped his powerful arms around her bump to protect them both.

"Yes well marriage changes a man in ways that most, can't comprehend all to easily." Erik replied, while mentally cursing himself out for continuing to make mistakes with important secrets, though it did not really matter for in less than twenty minutes he would be as he was born. Even the spell that allowed him to keep the Dark Mark would break, and Voldemort would hold no influence on him.

"So does Fatherhood, My friend." Karkaroff said knowing exactly what he was subjecting himself to, but he had to know. The inhabitants of Hogwarts held their breaths.

"How did you know?" Such simple words, but when you match them with Snape's thunderous tone and glare that could freeze lava, or melt rock depending on the offence, but when you combine them the person to the receiving end has the unpleasant experience of melting then freezing repeated over and over continuously until they are released from it.

"Simply, we heard everything over the device that the Weasley twins invented to receive audio from the detachable Listening Charm that was placed on you the moment you were through the doorway."

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Ok I'm done, I hope you like this. They should start to read the books next time though, and I hope to average two real chapters of the HP books per FFN chapter.