A/N: the harry potter characters belong to J.K. Rowling. Now, with that out of the way, let's begin the story...
May 3. 1977
"Minerva, we have to get Miss Malfoy over to the hospital wing immediately. Her water broke in the middle of Charms class. Flitwick's rather distressed."
"Yes, Albus." Minerva McGonagall said as she briskly made her way down to the charms corridor, spying Argus Filch and Filius Flitwick cradling a fifteen year old girl between the two. Minerva briskly shooed the two men away, taking over the task for herself. "Now, darling, don't worry, we'll get you to Poppy." Minerva whispered as she stroked the girl's brown hair. Electric blue eyes glanced up at her full of worry. "Will.. will I die?"
"No you won't honey. Not on my watch." Minerva said with a smile as the two women reached the hospital wing, Minerva grateful that Albus had placed that charm on the girl, so they would know when the baby came. "Lie down here.. that's a girl.. now, I do need to know who the father is of this baby."
"Why?"
"Because he can be here to share this with you, and Albus needs to have a word with him." Minerva said with concern in her eyes. It just wouldn't do to have this problem around Hogwarts. "You can't keep this child at Hogwarts. The child will need to be taken in by a family, more preferably, a muggle family."
"Just.. whatever's best, I think." The young Miss Malfoy said with a sigh as she bore down and pushed with all her might at the signal from Poppy. A long while later, a thin scream pierced the air, the shriek of a healthy, black-haired baby boy with blue eyes and a large nose. Miss Malfoy gasped, crying when the baby boy was placed into her arms, the boy quieting upon his mother's touch. "It's a snape, isn't it?" Minerva whispered, her eyes on the baby's nose. The Snapes were famous for their prominient romanesque noses. Miss Malfoy glanced up and nodded silently, holding the baby to her breast. "Yes he is. Samuel Severi Snape." The girl said with a weak smile on her lips as Poppy Pomfrey bustled about, taking care of the mother and child as Minerva McGonagall nodded, walking off to fetch Albus and make the neccescarry arrangements.
September 19, 1979
"Not again, Miss Malfoy!"
"I'm afraid so, Professor McGonagall." At that, Minerva sighed and quickly escorted the seventeen year old girl up to the hospital wing, aided by Mr. Snape, the boy consoling the girl with a warm hand pressed to her lower back. The three of them arrived at the hospital wing in record time. This time, Poppy had been prepared for their arrival. "Right here, Miss Malfoy, that's a girl." Poppy said in a comforting tone as Mr. Snape remained by Miss Malfoy's side, holding her hand and giving her mutual support, his dark eyes flashing with concern and his lank black hair put back in a ponytail, as was the fashion of the young boys of that time. "I think it would be best for you to leave, Mr. Snape. It can get messy."
"No."
"Suit yourself." Poppy said as she took over, Minerva leaving to fetch Albus. Upon their arrival, Albus and Minerva sat down with Mr. Snape in a nearby room, and made arrangements for the baby's foster care in the muggle world. Several long hours later, a cry pierced the air, and the young man flew out of his chair to see his second child. Minerva and Albus followed, and smiled at the sight of Mr. Snape holding a little pink bundle to his chest. "Hermione Jane Snape." Mr. Snape said with a small voice as he dropped a kiss on the girl's forehead. Thankfully, the baby wasn't blessed with his prominient nose, instead, a cute little nose just like her mother's. "Can we just hold her before she has to leave?"
"Yes." Minerva said quietly as she, Albus, and Poppy shooed themselves out of the room into the corridor. "It's so sad, them having to give up their children."
"But it will be better, Minerva."
"Just like it was better for Alin?"
"Yes." Albus Dumbledore said in a sharp tone, his arm gently placed around Minerva's waist, which was slightly thicker than usual.
September 1, 1990 "GRANGER, HERMIONE!" Minerva McGonagall watched the petite girl make her way to the stool, gracefully taking her seat. The Hat was placed on her head, and she was immeidately Sorted into Gryffindor. As she turned to smile at Minerva, Minerva spied an element of the girl's mother in her smile. It was clear, that young Miss Granger had returned to Hogwarts. Her eyes flew to Severus, the dark-eyed and -haired professor's glance piercing the young girl. Severus knew, in that instant, that his daughter had returned to him. He still had to remain hidden in the shadows, and bide his time until all three children were back at Hogwarts. Then, he would tell her. The girl did need to know.... that someone out there, loved her with all of his heart.
May 3. 1977
"Minerva, we have to get Miss Malfoy over to the hospital wing immediately. Her water broke in the middle of Charms class. Flitwick's rather distressed."
"Yes, Albus." Minerva McGonagall said as she briskly made her way down to the charms corridor, spying Argus Filch and Filius Flitwick cradling a fifteen year old girl between the two. Minerva briskly shooed the two men away, taking over the task for herself. "Now, darling, don't worry, we'll get you to Poppy." Minerva whispered as she stroked the girl's brown hair. Electric blue eyes glanced up at her full of worry. "Will.. will I die?"
"No you won't honey. Not on my watch." Minerva said with a smile as the two women reached the hospital wing, Minerva grateful that Albus had placed that charm on the girl, so they would know when the baby came. "Lie down here.. that's a girl.. now, I do need to know who the father is of this baby."
"Why?"
"Because he can be here to share this with you, and Albus needs to have a word with him." Minerva said with concern in her eyes. It just wouldn't do to have this problem around Hogwarts. "You can't keep this child at Hogwarts. The child will need to be taken in by a family, more preferably, a muggle family."
"Just.. whatever's best, I think." The young Miss Malfoy said with a sigh as she bore down and pushed with all her might at the signal from Poppy. A long while later, a thin scream pierced the air, the shriek of a healthy, black-haired baby boy with blue eyes and a large nose. Miss Malfoy gasped, crying when the baby boy was placed into her arms, the boy quieting upon his mother's touch. "It's a snape, isn't it?" Minerva whispered, her eyes on the baby's nose. The Snapes were famous for their prominient romanesque noses. Miss Malfoy glanced up and nodded silently, holding the baby to her breast. "Yes he is. Samuel Severi Snape." The girl said with a weak smile on her lips as Poppy Pomfrey bustled about, taking care of the mother and child as Minerva McGonagall nodded, walking off to fetch Albus and make the neccescarry arrangements.
September 19, 1979
"Not again, Miss Malfoy!"
"I'm afraid so, Professor McGonagall." At that, Minerva sighed and quickly escorted the seventeen year old girl up to the hospital wing, aided by Mr. Snape, the boy consoling the girl with a warm hand pressed to her lower back. The three of them arrived at the hospital wing in record time. This time, Poppy had been prepared for their arrival. "Right here, Miss Malfoy, that's a girl." Poppy said in a comforting tone as Mr. Snape remained by Miss Malfoy's side, holding her hand and giving her mutual support, his dark eyes flashing with concern and his lank black hair put back in a ponytail, as was the fashion of the young boys of that time. "I think it would be best for you to leave, Mr. Snape. It can get messy."
"No."
"Suit yourself." Poppy said as she took over, Minerva leaving to fetch Albus. Upon their arrival, Albus and Minerva sat down with Mr. Snape in a nearby room, and made arrangements for the baby's foster care in the muggle world. Several long hours later, a cry pierced the air, and the young man flew out of his chair to see his second child. Minerva and Albus followed, and smiled at the sight of Mr. Snape holding a little pink bundle to his chest. "Hermione Jane Snape." Mr. Snape said with a small voice as he dropped a kiss on the girl's forehead. Thankfully, the baby wasn't blessed with his prominient nose, instead, a cute little nose just like her mother's. "Can we just hold her before she has to leave?"
"Yes." Minerva said quietly as she, Albus, and Poppy shooed themselves out of the room into the corridor. "It's so sad, them having to give up their children."
"But it will be better, Minerva."
"Just like it was better for Alin?"
"Yes." Albus Dumbledore said in a sharp tone, his arm gently placed around Minerva's waist, which was slightly thicker than usual.
September 1, 1990 "GRANGER, HERMIONE!" Minerva McGonagall watched the petite girl make her way to the stool, gracefully taking her seat. The Hat was placed on her head, and she was immeidately Sorted into Gryffindor. As she turned to smile at Minerva, Minerva spied an element of the girl's mother in her smile. It was clear, that young Miss Granger had returned to Hogwarts. Her eyes flew to Severus, the dark-eyed and -haired professor's glance piercing the young girl. Severus knew, in that instant, that his daughter had returned to him. He still had to remain hidden in the shadows, and bide his time until all three children were back at Hogwarts. Then, he would tell her. The girl did need to know.... that someone out there, loved her with all of his heart.