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Author's Note: I never expected so many views! I appreciate you all 3 I haven't decided exactly where this story is headed yet so if you guys could just be patient with me. I'd really appreciate it!

Hermione woke up the next morning confused and disoriented, once again she looked around the small room she had been told was hers for the rest of summer. Seeing it in the bright sunlight made her smile. I guess the professor doesn't always prefer the dark of the dungeons, she thought to herself. She sat up to get a good look around. It was small but very pretty, her bed a lavish queen size with cream colored sheets, a small yellow reading chair next to a glass table (which still held her books from last night), a closet with the clothes that she had gone through was across the way and to tie it all together was a circular rug that covered almost the whole floor.

This is definitely a girl's room, she thought to herself. It was a mystery in itself why such a room would exist in Professor Snape's house, of all the places. Finally getting out of bed Hermione decided to get dressed and throw her hair in a bun so she could explore the rest of the house. No sooner had she left her room did she hear the distinct voice of her headmaster Professor Dumbledore, she quickly walked towards the sound relieved to finally be getting some answers. Although she knew she shouldn't she stopped just outside the door to listen. "It's time she knew the truth Severus, she is maturing into a very intelligent young lady" she heard Dumbledore say. "If you think she should know then you tell her" Professor Snape snapped impatiently, "There is a reason her mother didn't tell her before- ""Whatever the reason she is fifteen now and she needs to know" Dumbledore said, "I will tell her myself".

What could they know that I don't, Hermione thought to herself. She chose that moment to knock on the door of the living room. "Come in Hermione my dear" Dumbledore said joyfully. Hermione walked into the room to see Professor Snape sitting by the fire and Professor Dumbledore standing by the window looking out at the view of the rolling hills. As soon as Hermione made it all the way into the room Professor Snape stood up, "I need to go into town" He said, departing from the room suddenly. Dumbledore watched him leave with a sad expression in his twinkling blue eyes. "Professor," Hermione began, "I was wondering why I am here instead of at the order?" Dumbledore looked at her and sat down in the chair across from her," that my dear is a very long story. Perhaps while I tell you, you could hold your questions to the end". Hermione nodded, always eager for more knowledge. Dumbledore conjured up some biscuits and tea and began.

"About 17 years ago Professor Snape came to me heartbroken and alone, I took pity on the man I saw in front of me and gave him a job. One of the training parts of the job was that he must go to the muggle world and live there for a while, that way he could understand the transition the muggleborn students would have to make when they entered into our fine school. While on his travels, he met a woman, she was in his opinion one of the most beautiful women he had ever had the chance to meet. She worked in the dentist's office next door to the bookstore where he spent most of his time. Through their mutual love of books, they hit it off. Spending their days reading books and having long heated discussions about the plots and characters,

Eventually he confided in her as to what he was, she accepted that he was different in a way that no one else ever had. This in turn strengthened his love for her. Even though Professor Snape was a half-blood there was much about the muggle world he had not yet experienced. She took him on grand adventures helping him understand her world, and he in turn showed her all about the world of magic. Eventually their love grew to a point that they could no longer deny what they felt for each other, they decided that they would run away together and get married.

Then one evening, she showed up at his door, her father had found out that they were running away and forced her into a marriage to another. That night Professor Snape's heart broke again. He spent his nights wondering what might have been, two weeks after the forced marriage she once again sought Professor Snape out, only to tell him that she was 8 weeks pregnant and that the baby was his. It has been fifteen years since she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. Fifteen years ago Miss Granger, she gave birth to you."

Author's Note: I hope you liked it! I'll try to update again as soon as I figure out where this is going!