For Severus home was hell.
He was just surrounded by too much estrogen. How much estrogen is too much you may ask? Some may say that four, the output that for full grown omen produced is too much. Yes for those weaklings it is. However in the case that was Severus Snape, he was dealing with his eight daughters.
These daughters of his were the result of the night that sealed his fate. Luckily, for Snape his father in law was going to save him today. From the octuplets from four different mothers. Their crying, whine and the waste. Oh, the nappy changes were the worst. Slimy, green putrid waste the consistency of smashed green peas and of course he was that was changing them. Every. Single. Bloody. Day.
"Freedom!" Severus Snape lamented as he crossed the treshhold breathing in clean air for the first time in months. This exclamation was his downfall.
Volante was waiting in the bushes outside unseen from her father and Severus. Severus never saw her coming. She jumped out from the bushes, causing him to fall and drag his ass back into the house.
"Oh Russ, you thought you could escape from me?' Volante sang talked as continue to drag him to her special room.
" You need to be taught a lesson. Don't worry, I won't kill you, that would be selfish. My sisters want to have turn, too. "
"Nooooo,Charlus save me. If you have a soul, please." Severus pleaded.
Sorry Severus, better you than me; your young you'll survive." Charlus said.