Hey all,

Thanks for the reviews, I appreciate the input. So you know, Snape is kinda OOC especially around Hermione, but hopefully later on he will seem 'normal' again. I'll let you meet the boys now, lol! hope you enjoy the next chapter!

Disclaimer: I own only the plot and the Snape Brothers, nothing else I'm afraid, its all JKR.

Chapter 2 - Meeting the Boys

Well, I certainly did as was asked. As soon as Professor Snape left, I promptly marched up to my room, calmly ignoring Gary's furious shouting, to contemplate what this new information could mean for my life. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that the benefits far outweighed any of my original misgivings about the situation. True, the thought that Snape is my father is….disconcerting to say the least, but surely that is to be expected! Who wouldn't be shocked to find out that the one professor in their school who positively despises them is actually their biological father. Perhaps it will take a few days to sink in….and as for two brothers, well I always was complaining that I was an only child. However, I think the icing on the cake for me, is that this means that Gary really has no say in anything, since he may be my step-father, but my biological father is now clearly alive. Perhaps not all is lost after all. Hmmm, ok seriously, by this point in my inner ramblings I could swear I heard my brain groan from all the unnatural stress, maybe this would be a good time to hit the bed. And so with this last revelation, I slipped into bed and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

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I awoke the next morning after a surprisingly peaceful sleep considering the events of the night before. Unfortunately, this blissful feeling was short-lived as I realized that the reason for my current state of wakefulness was due to Gary yelling at me from the bottom of the stairs. With a sigh I got up and made my way through my morning routine, and after a quick shower headed downstairs to see what all the yelling was about.

As I came down the stairs, I was met with the sight of two tall and very handsome boys who looked to be about my age. They were both approximately the same height, well built, and sported black hair. They were currently being threatened by Gary for breaking and entering.

"um….anyone care to tell me what exactly is going on?" I asked.

It was only then that they noticed my presence, but before anyone could say a word, there was a harsh knock on the front door. My mother answered it, and it revealed none other than professor Snape, yet again.

"my apologies, it seems you will be meeting your brothers sooner than even I expected. Miss Granger, may I present Malik Dreaden Snape and Aleksander Cale Snape. Your two brothers."

"well….I have to say I'm rather surprised to see you here, I thought I was supposed to Owl you this morning Sir?" I replied

"yes, that was the plan, until these two decided to take matters into their own hands despite my implicit orders to do otherwise." Professor Snape said with a glare in the boys' direction.

'well' I thought, 'he sure as hell doesn't seem too pleased with them right now! Haha suckers!'

"oh ok. Well I suppose since you're already here, we might as well pick up where we left off, unless you have other plans right now." I added quickly.

"that would be fine. Is that alright with you Mrs. Granger?" he asked.

"yes, yes that would be alright, Gary and I will just go out for a while and let you talk, we'll be back later alright sweetheart?" my mom said.

"sure mom, have fun!" I replied, hoping I didn't sound too eager to get them out of the house.

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So my mother and Gary left as the four of us made our way into the sitting room, much like we did the previous evening. It was then that prof—well I suppose I should call him father now huh…yes…anyway, so it was then that my…father (wow that's going to take some getting used to) asked if I wished to have the glamour removed again. I consented, but as soon as my eyes stopped stinging, I was immediately met with an onslaught of emotions and rapid ramblings in my head, thus making my head feel like it was going to implode.

"argh!" I groaned holding my head. "could the two of you please SHUT UP!" I yelled.

"hehe oops sorry about that! Kinda let our excitement get the better of us….I'm Aleksander by the way" said one of my brothers.

"yeah, nice to meet you, would you mind keeping the excitement down a bit, at least until I learn how to control this?" I asked annoyed.

"sure thing" said Malik, sending me a sly grin.

"alright, now that that is all settled, perhaps the three of you could contain yourselves and stay silent for the next 20 minutes? Or is that too much to ask….Malik? Aleks?" My father demanded.

"honestly dad, give us some credit"

"yeah, seriously we can be as silent as the grave"

"when we choose to of course"

"naturally!"

"ENOUGH! Is this the kind of first impression you really want to have on your sister? Stop twittering and be quiet unless you'd rather I hex you into silence!" my father exclaimed, but continued in a calmer manner by saying, "Now, I am sorry for their behaviour Miss Granger…" only to be interrupted again by me, as I quickly said in a tentative voice, "you can call me Hermione you know….I am your daughter, and I guess I'm not really a granger, so it would make sense."

"thank you Hermione, I merely did not wish to take any liberties" he replied. "so, I believe you wish to know more about your history?"

"yes please" I answered rather timidly…seriously, he was Snape after all!

"alright, now as I told you yesterday, you were not given up, but rather taken from us. It happened one evening in early August, I was just coming home when I noticed that something wasn't quite right about the house, the front door was slightly open. I entered the house and immediately saw a circle of Death Eaters surrounding you, your mother and your brothers in the main parlour. I was shocked, since the wards on the house are quite strong..." he paused, as if trying to collect himself from a rather painful memory, but continued by saying (rather stiffly I might add), "I am going to give you the abbreviated version of what happened if you don't mind. You must understand this is difficult for me to discuss openly…in short, your mother was murdered before my very eyes, yours too in fact, but before I could make a move to protect you one of the Death Eaters grabbed you and apparated away."

He said this all in a tight voice. It was clear to me that the events of that night still troubled him greatly, for he seemed tired, weary, in a way that I had not seen before in him. In short it was strange. He was always so cool, calm and collected; it was unnerving to see him so disturbed. Or perhaps it was the fact that he was openly showing that he was upset that shocked me more, who knows.

"why did they take me and not the boys? Why didn't they kill me?" I asked

"they took you because of the level of magic you were showing…you were too powerful and the other death eaters not to mention the dark lord, were threatened by you, or what you would grow to be." My father replied, "however, as for why they did not kill you, the only reason is that killing you would have split your powers and transferred them to your brothers. This is because you three are very powerful triplets, it is a unique power, one that claims that should one of you die, the powers of that child will be transferred to the other siblings. This is how I knew that you were alive, and believe me I have searched relentlessly for you…to think, all this time you were literally under my very nose." He muttered the last statement as if to himself.

"well you know it is a rather large nose dad" said Aleks trying to lighten the mood.

However, I could not stop my eyes from widening in shock at the sound of those words. I mean it's one thing to think it, but to actually say it? To him?! Man, that brother of mine sure has guts!

"watch your tongue Aleks or you might find yourself without one for the next three days" My father replied coolly.

"aw come on, I was only kidding dad…well sorta….no really, I was only joking!"

"I'm sure" he replied.

"anyways basically what dad is trying to tell you is that you were taken by force and that we've been looking for you for the past ten odd years and it's ironic that the whole time you were one of his students, not to mention the fact that we have been waiting a long time for this reunion…it's like some part of us has been missing and now that we've found you…well, I don't think any of us is particularly anxious to let you go." Said Malik.

"Hermione, I realize I have been far from friendly to you these past three years, and I do not want to pressure you…even if you will not accept me into your life, I ask that you give your brothers a chance, they have done you no wrong. Do not punish them for their association with me." My father said softly.

I am overwhelmed by the emotion in his voice; I could swear I heard the longing for acceptance in his voice. It's true, he has been far from kind to me, but he is my father. How can I refuse that fact? But can I forgive his prior cruelty towards me? Towards Harry? 'Goodness this is confusing' I thought. Well I suppose I should take the first step, maybe start things off slowly, get to know the real him…besides he didn't flip out at Aleksander's remark about his nose like I thought he would…hmmm, maybe he's different when he's not around his students.

Damn, I wish there was an easy answer. Ok, I decided, I will make an effort to get to know Malik and Aleksander…they are my brothers after all. And I suppose I should face facts, I have always felt something missing, perhaps it's the place of my true family. I know I will always love my mother, but knowing that I have a real family…and well, they've been searching for me, it would be horribly cruel of me not to let them into my life. Little did I know that my brothers heard every word that I thought, and could barely contain themselves. Well, I guess I've made my choice. Ok, done. Yet still so hesitant…well here goes nothing!

"um…I've thought over what you've said," I started hesitantly, "and I cannot deny my true heritage, it certainly explains a lot. I would like very much to get to know my brothers and you as well Professor. I just," I hesitated again, "well, I thought maybe…that is, perhaps the three of you, or at least my brothers, could maybe stay here for a few days. That is, if you don't have other plans. I just thought maybe it would be nice for us to get to know each other?' I asked.

There was a moment of pensive silence before he spoke again, saying, "That is a very generous offer Hermione, but shouldn't you ask your mother if it would be acceptable?" Professor Snape asked, "However, if she agrees then the boys would certainly be allowed to stay, though I think it might be a little awkward if I was present"

"oh, uh, yeah, that would probably be a good idea…I doubt she would mind, and I suppose you have other responsibilities, but it definitely wouldn't be a bother I assure you." I replied in earnest. Who would've thought that Snape could be so courteous?!

"in that case do either of you have any objections?" he asked they boys.

"none what-so-ever, we've waited a long time for this" Malik replied as Aleksander nodded his head in agreement.

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Shortly afterwards, my mother and Gary returned, and I pitched the idea to my mom.

"um, mum, do you think Malik and Aleksander could stay with us a few days, so we get to know each other?" I asked, with a slightly pleading tone in my voice,

"oh, well, sure honey, I think it would be good for you to get to know your brothers" my mother replied.

Now, if you're thinking that it's weird that my mother doesn't seem to care all that much about my getting to know my 'real' family, it's because last summer we had a very interesting discussion, during which she told me that I was adopted. Perhaps this is why it did not come as a complete shock to find out that I had another family.

"Absolutely NOT!" exclaimed Gary angrily. "I won't have some freak kids living under my roof! One is bad enough! And frankly you're not even Jane's daughter! You've got some nerve girl, thinking you can just invite whoever the hell you want over! You deserve nothing girl, do ya hear? You're a worthless freak, if I had my way, you'd have been kicked outa this house years ago!"

He said all of this while advancing on me, until I was backed up to the couch between my two brothers. It was only then that Gary and I noticed three very angry, rather menacing males looming protectively around me. It seems my new family was not taking too kindly to my step-father's threats, and frankly I was glad not to be in Gary's shoes right about now. As my father pulled himself up to his full height (which was about 4 inches taller than Gary, might I add) and stepped in front of my brothers and I, Gary (quite visibly) shrunk away.

Then with a glare that would probably even send Voldemort running, he said in a low menacing voice, "I strongly advise you to watch your tone when speaking to my daughter. If you ever speak to her in such a brash manner again, I promise you that I will not keep my temper under control as I am doing now. Am I making myself clear Mr. Riley?"

"uh-um-yeah, very." Gary stuttered out nervously.

Really, it's quite funny to see him cringe under Professor Snape's glare. I mean sure, I would too, but I take a perverse sort of pleasure from seeing Gary so uncomfortable. He's only been making my life hell for the past what, 7 years? Hehe Snape: 1 Gary: 0. Maybe having Professor Snape as a dad won't be all that bad.

Now I have to admit, between the three of them, I don't think anyone would so much as think a harsh thought about me, they'd be too scared about getting ripped to shreds by my dad and brothers! Seriously, those three can seem pretty damn menacing.

"erm…thanks I guess" I said to my father after Gary stormed out of the room.

"believe me Hermione, it was my pleasure. Nobody speaks in such a manner to my daughter" he said possessively.

"um. Right." I said. I mean really, it's kind of strange to have him go from hating me completely to being super overprotective like that. But hey, I guess it's just his fatherly instincts taking over. I mean I am his daughter.

"well then, why don't you boys go home and collect your things and Hermione and I will set the guest rooms in order. Would you like to stay for dinner professor?" my mother asked trying to relieve the tension.

"thank you Mrs. Granger but I do not wish to intrude any further" My father replied politely.

"oh nonsense. Please, I insist, you must stay for dinner, I would very much like to get to know you sir, you are after all her father, and I understand you teach one of her favourite subjects? It is similar to chemistry I believe?" my mother asked.

"mum! Really!" I exclaimed. I definitely didn't think my mom was gonna tell him that I liked potions, and certainly not that it was my favourite subject, even if it was true.

"if you insist, then I will impose on you for a little longer madam. As for my subject," he paused, giving me a sly glance, "I was unaware that Hermione was so interested…though I am not entirely surprised, she is the first student in several years who has shown such potential in my field."

And so the evening went. My brothers flooed home quickly and came back with overnight bags, while my mother and I set up the guest rooms. All the while Gary was storming around the house being angry, while my father was left to investigate the makeshift library in the study.

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