A/N: Honestly, I was planning on making this Hermione/Harry sister/brother fic...but I received some reviews stating that they hoped it wasn't going to be like that so the plot has slightly changed, but not much. I also had a request for this chapter to be longer, I hope I fulfilled that requirement. Thank you all so much for favoriting, subscribing, and reviewing the first chapter!
A/N2: I am so so so sorry for the wait, but High School is horrible. I was hoping to get this chapter up the weekend after the first. But, for now on you will most likely get an update every weekend, sometimes sooner if we get days off.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its affiliations.
I just realized I didn't do this ^^ on the first chapter.
Harry and Hermione spent the rest of their classes in thought. Both had different ideas of what Snape wanted to tell them. Harry thought it may have to do with the prophecy made about him and Voldemort. Hermione thought it may have to do with a family of some sort. She had read a book about the ancient Pureblood customs and it had said that only the original families had crests. Ron had noticed their somber mood and commented on it many times throughout their classes together and again at lunch.
"Are you sure there is nothing you two aren't telling me?" Ron asked looking at the pair suspiciously at dinner that night, when he noticed neither were eating. "Honestly, Ron, we already told you." Hermione said exasperated as Harry replied, "We have Snape tonight, wouldn't you be worried?"
"Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, don't forget your detention with me will begin promptly at eight o'clock." Snape commented as he strode out of the Great Hall.
"Hermione, does that mean you can help me with the History of Magic homework before your detention?" Ron asked hopefully as he shoveled spoonfuls of the English Trifle that had been served for dessert that night. "Ron, I've told you not to talk with your mouth full time and time again!" Hermione she delicately ate a bite of the same dessert. Ron, swallowing the food in his mouth, asked her once again. "Well, is that a yes or a no?" He gave Hermione his best pouty look, but to Hermione it look constipated. Laughing, Hermione responded in the affirmative by nodding her head.
Two hours later, Harry and Hermione were on their way to the dungeons with only five minutes to spare. "What do you think the crests mean?" Harry whispered to Hermione on their way to their 'detention.' "I'm not sure, but I think it may have to do with bloodlines. And why are we whispering?" Hermione replied as they neared the entrance to Professor Snape's personal office.
"I would like to know the same." Snape said as he opened the door to his office suddenly, frightening the young pair. Not waiting for a response Snape continued. "Come inside before you attract unwanted attention." He held the door open as the Gryffindors entered his private office.
Snape followed the pair and sat in the large, emerald green wing-back that was situated behind his oak desk. Harry and Hermione stood there, unsure of what to do. "Sit, you're going to be here awhile." Snape said as he waved his hand at the two chairs on the opposite side of the desk identical to his own.
As the two took a seat, Snape closed his eyes, trying to figure out where to start.
"Before I can tell you what the crest means I have to tel you a story that few know.
Thirty-five years ago, a second child, a daughter, was borne to Tobias and Eileen Snape. Her name was Madeleine." Snape began.
"You have a sister, Professor?" Harry interrupted.
"Hush child, or I wont tell you what the crest means. As I was saying, her name was Madeleine. Years later, we were on our way to Hogwarts, her for the first time, and I for my third. Maddy's eyes immediately found Sirius Black, like I knew they would. I had told her stories over the years of the Marauders, and she had been fascinated with Sirius.
The first half of the train ride was spent with her asking, and me evading, questions about him. When the four of them arrived at our compartment; James, Remus, Sirius, and Lily that is, Maddy was overcome with delight."
"But, Professor, I thought you hated the Marauders?" Hermione asked, interrupting the story.
"Quite the contrary, actually. I only hated Pettigrew. And if either of you interrupt me again you are never going to find out what the crest means.
Anyway, after they arrived Maddy was awed, and I knew then that I was going to lose my baby sister to Sirius. The look on his face only fortified that thought.
By the time I was in Seventh Year, Maddy in Fifth, Sirius made his move and asked Maddy to Hogsmeade. This was around the time Lily finally said yes to James.
Maddy was so excited that she didn't fall asleep until around 2 in the morning and slept through their date. Watching her explain why she stood him up was extremely amusing." Snape said with a fond smile. "Thankfully that didn't hinder their relationship.
After Maddy graduated, my only stipulation when he asked permission, Sirius proposed and the two married the year after James and Lily exchanged their vows.
Christmas revealed two surprises. Lily was two months pregnant, and Maddy two weeks.
I remember my mother getter excited and telling everyone that, 'Those babies are gonna get married, just you wait.' She didn't know how right she'd be."
Snape paused. "Would either of you like some tea?" He asked as he summoned a house elf. "Tea, please, sugar and cream as well." He told the elf. Once the elf popped back into view carrying a tray with tea, the three prepared their teas.
As Hermione and Harry sipped their tea, Snape continued. "Do either of you have any questions?"
"I do, sir. Umm, not that this isn't fascinating, sir, but why are you telling us this? I understand about my mum and dad, but why are you telling us a story about your sister and my godfather?" Harry asked.
Hermione also questioned their Professor, "That baby, your sisters and Sirius', she's me, right? Or, technically, I'm her?"
Snape, momentarily surprised by the question, managed to hide his shock by taking another drink of his tea. "Yes, you are. Maddy gave birth to Hermione Madeleine Black on November 14th of that year."
"But, that would make you my Uncle. And if you're my Uncle, why are you just now telling me this? And Sirius! Why hasn't he said anything? And my mother, where is she? And-" Hermione rushed out in one breath before being interrupted by Snape.
"Calm down. To answer your questions, yes I am your Uncle. I didn't know that you were Maddy's Mia. Sirius doesn't know yet. I was going to tell the both of you before him, so that you could come to terms before being run over by your father." Snape responded. He was quiet for a moment, gathering his thoughts. He tried to find a way to phrase this without sounding cold.
"I'm not positive about what happened to Maddy. I know after Sirius was incarcerated she left the Wizarding World and became a muggle. And I believe she died soon after that. You see, my father was into the whole Pureblood mania and cursed Maddy and myself. This curse would kill us if we lived in the Muggle world for more than six months. They probably declared heart failure as your mothers cause of death." Snape said quietly.
Reaching into his inner cloak pocket, Snape retrieved a pale green handkerchief and handed it to Hermione. Hermione accepted the handkerchief and wiped her eyes silently.
"But, that is the past. Why don't we discuss your marriage?"
