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He didn't have contact with her after that. His parents were fighting more then ever and his mother needed him to be there. Right now his parents were arguing over his seventh birthday and whether or not he should get a party. It wasn't that he wasn't going to have one; it was that both of them had a very different idea of who should be on the guest list. "My Mother wants to be here for the most important birthday in a young wizard's life!"

"Eileen I told you not to say that word!" His father yelled. Snape heard something crash from where he was sitting on the steps and cringed.

"Well what's wrong with that word Tobias?" Eileen retorted. "Magic! Wizard! They're just words!"

"Shut up you old scabby wench!" His father yelled. He heard another crash and wished he had a wand. Severus knew he could repair it wit a flick of his wrist and a mumbled Reparo. Maybe he could do the same with his parents' relationship.

"That was my grandmother's vase you bastard!" Eileen yelled. He heard the light quick footsteps of his mother and his father's shriek. "It's just a spell to repair the damage you've done!" His father must have said something because the next minute he was storming out of the kitchen as his mother came out shouting at him again. "If you don't want me to go around doing magic then don't go and break things!"

"Don't say the M word!" His father yelled back, grabbing his jacket off of a post by the door.

"Where are you going?" Eileen yelled.

"I'm a grown man; I don't have to answer to you!" Tobias yelled opening the door and slamming it shut.

Eileen glared at the door. "I bet he's going to the pub." She muttered walking into the kitchen again. Severus watched his mother until she disappeared and heard some more pots and pans clattering around. It would be pasta and cheese tonight, it was his favorite meal. Moms thank you meal, for not commenting on the fight. For being a good boy. He walked down stairs, seeing his mother already boiling a pot of water. She flicked her wand towards the fridge and it opened milk, cheese, and butter floating out. "Hello Sev."

"Hi Mum." He responded, sitting at the counter. He watched as his feet dangled down annoyed that they couldn't hit the floor. Maybe if he could make them grow just a few more feet he could stand up to his father. He didn't even notice that his legs were starting to stretch until his shoes hit the floor. "Mum," Severus said, staring down at awe at his legs. "Mum, you should come look at this."

"Severus I'm cooking, bring it over here." Eileen responded, stirring at something on the stove vigorously. Severus gingerly tested the ground but found that he couldn't support his own weight anymore with the rubbery stubs. "Well are you going to show me?" Eileen asked in annoyance.

"I grew some." Severus responded dumbfounded on what to do.

"Well of course you did, you are a growing boy."

"No Mum. I really grew some." Eileen turned around to glare at her son as he lifted up his right leg with his hand. Eileen stared for a moment and sighed, moving her cooking off the stove. "Let me go lock the door and then we'll go to St. Mungo's hospital."

This made Severus feel awkward. This really made Severus want to see Lily. Maybe he would go down to the swing set and see the bright haired goddess, if he was lucky enough to have the fates smile upon his little seven year old soul. Until then, he was on his way to St. Mungo's.

It isn't very long, but I like it either way. Please R&R