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Authors note: Uh, yes thanks to my two reviewers. Ok maybe it was like four but still how discouraging. REVIEW PEOPLE!! Anyhow, I'm having lots of fun writing this story and I suppose that's all that really matters. And to answer a question the genetic fairy is exactly what it says. The fairy who gives children their genetics……silly I know.

Chapter 3:

"Slytherin follow me," a familiar baritone voice called out.

Gabriel and Nathaniel turned around to find their father coldly staring at the entire crowd. The boys smiled at him and received a small smirk in return. Severus abruptly turned and started gliding down the hall.

The boys were at the front of the line and had to nearly run to keep up.

"Where are we going, Professor," an arrogant voice said from beside him.

Nathaniel looked to the boy next to him. The boy had silvery blonde hair and gray eyes. His posture and walk were arrogant. Nathaniel knew it was Draco Malfoy. He had met him a couple of times. His mother usually frowned upon him and his brother talking to Malfoy.

Severus never faltered in his step as he muttered a reply to Draco.

"We're going to the Slytherin Common Room. I'll show you the quickest way and the password to the door. Once inside our Prefect Mr. Flint will show you to your dormitories."

They quickly reached the common room. Severus grunted a goodnight and then retreated. The boys watched their father go with mixed feelings of excitement and fear.

This was the first night they had ever spent away from Severus or Hermione. They looked around the common room. It was dressed in emeralds and silver. It had an old world charm to it with expensive furniture and regal paintings.

Mr. Flint or Marcus as everyone else had called him stood in the center of the room motioning for the first years to gather around him. He had snide expression on his face. Nathaniel and Gabriel stood close to each other as they approached.

"Welcome, first years, to the best house at Hogwarts. Slytherin are known for being extremely cunning. Our founder was Salazaar Slytherin to whom each of you owes your allegiance. I would overtly suggest that you do not make friends with the other unworthy houses and stick to your own. Our house ghost is the Bloody Baron and I'd stay out of his way if I were you. Our head of house is Professor Severus Snape. He's the Potions Master here at Hogwarts. He's a right git but he'll defend us no matter what. I would suggest you not get on his bad side though he's none for his intolerable temper." Flint concluded.



Nathaniel and Gabriel looked at each other after glaring at Flint for talking about their father in that manner. Marcus had started towards the dormitories and grudgingly the boys followed.

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Hermione awoke with a start. She looked down beside her and saw Severus was still asleep snoring softly. She smiled down at him and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She had had a nightmare. It had been reoccurring for the past two weeks always with the same result.

She dreamt she was standing in a large field in the dead of night. Flashes of colors could be seen all around her as curses were being thrown. There was numerous number of people standing in the field. She recognized most of them. Some were her friends some were her enemies.

She could see Ron and Harry fighting off two death eaters in the far off forest. They were shooting curses back and forth at each but she couldn't hear them.

To her right something caught her attention. Two large cloaked figures stood there talking to each other. The one dropped his hood showing that it was Severus. Most people thought he was a traitor but Hermione knew he was on the side of good.

The other hooded man was Voldemort. From the look on his face Hermione could tell the conversation with Severus was taking a bad turn. She started towards them afraid of what would happen.

Just as she got there she saw a green flash and Severus crumpled to the floor. Nagini now slithered beside Voldemort. Voldemort looked down at Severus and spit in his face.

"You got what you deserved traitor." He spat before disappearing with a loud pop.

Hermione ran to Severus tears already streaming down her face. She had read about snakes like Nagini their venom was almost instantly fatal. She didn't have much time to react. She knelt down next to Severus.

She reached for his hand. It was already cold and clammy. He looked at her with glazed over eyes. Sweat covered his forehead and blood trickled out of his mouth.

He smiled weakly at Hermione. She tried to lift him and Severus screamed in pain.

"Hermione, no," he said taking shallow breaths wheezing, "It's too late for me. I love you."

His eyes went blank and his breathing stopped.

This is where Hermione had woke every night for the past two weeks. She had no idea what the dream meant but she wished she would stop having it.

She looked towards the window and saw the sun was just starting to rise. It was probably around 6:30. She looked back down towards her sleeping husband. He would want up soon. He usually wanted up first but today she decided to shower before waking him. She needed time to regain her composure.



She slipped out of bed. Severus stirred but didn't wake up. She tip toed towards her daughters' bedroom. They always left the door open a crack. Hermione pushed the door open and peered in at her sleeping daughter. Evelyn was lying halfway of the bed. Hermione smiled and pushed the door back shut making her way to the bathroom.

After a scalding hot shower Hermione walked back into the bedroom to find Severus missing. Damn, he's going to be mad. She thought to herself. He was always anal retentive about being up first. She walked into the kitchen and found him sitting at the kitchen table glaring into his coffee.

She walked past him and pulled a mug out of the cupboard. The mug read, "Proud to be a Gryffindor,". She filled it with the coffee Severus had brewed and poured a large amount of Pumpkin creamer into it.

She sat down across from Severus at the table and took a sip staring at her husband intently. He looked up at her coldly. She smiled at him sweetly. He was always like this at the start of the year.

"Year number 11." He said miserably taking a sip from his coffee.

"Dear, this is the best year of them all…This is the year you get to teach me." She said innocently.

He looked up at her horrified. Hermione joked on her coffee at his expression burning her throat in the process.

"Oh, I completely forgot! If the younger you is anything like the older you I'm in for seven years of absolute hell." He said disdainfully.

Hermione frowned at him but slipped into a smile.

"My personality has never changed, sweetheart, I'm exactly the same. Trust me when I tell you that I was not your favorite student."

Severus scowled back into his coffee. Hermione got up and walked behind him leaning down and wrapping her arms around his neck. She leaned in close to his ear.

"Maybe, if we have a successful day…tonight will be even more of a party." She said flirtatiously nipping Severus on his ear.

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Severus was standing right outside the potion room door. He always made a grand entrance but today was exceedingly difficult. For the first time in his life he was nervous about teaching a class. His own two children were in the room and even though they wouldn't be brewing today they would be brewing eventually.

He knew that the dunderhead students had an unremarkably high failure rate at brewing potions. He had never been very concerned about the drastic outcomes but his own children hadn't been involved. Well, he'd just have to pay extra attention this year to make sure his boys didn't get blown up.



Taking a deep breath Severus slammed open the door and glided into the room. A sneer on his face. He scoured to room looking at each face in his class. His eyes landed first on his two boys who were sitting looking eager to learn watching their father with hearty eyes. He nodded to them. They smiled broadly. The smile warmed his heart.

He saw the boy-who-looked-to-much-like-his-father-for-comfort Harry Potter. He sneered at the young black hair boy. He saw young Hermione sitting next to him watching him eagerly. His scowl deepened. She looked so willing to learn. Annoyingly so.

"You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art that is potion making..." he said coldly walking along the room. He recited his beginning of the year speech. As he passed Harry he realized Harry was taking notes. He stood midsentence and stared at Harry. Hermione bumped her young friend who in turn looked up at Snape startled.

"Mr. Potter, our new celebrity," he said coldly, "Tell me what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel with an infusion of wormwood?"

Hermione's hand shot straight up in the air. Severus never looked at her. Harry shook his head.

"You don't know. How unfortunate." He drawled stomping up towards the podium in the front of his room.

"Gryffindor, note 5 points will be taken for you housemates cheek," he said spitefully looking out to his sons who smiled at him smugly.

"Gabriel, would you like to answer that question since Mr. Potter finds himself incapable of doing so?" He said Hermione wiggled her hand rapidly.

"Yes, sir, powdered asphodel and wormwood are both ingredients used in making the Draught of the Living Dead." Gabriel said matter of factly.

Severus swelled with pride but allowed his son only a small smirk. "Correct, 5 points to Slytherin," he said smugly turning his eyes towards Harry.

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Gabriel and Nathaniel walked out of Potions. They bumped into a bushy haired girl. "Watch it, Granger," Nathaniel sneered. She just glared at them and continued walking.

"Gods, the nerve of some people," Gabriel said to his brother as the continued to their mother's class. They had had their father's class this morning and now after lunch time it was mommy's turn. The boys were a lot less nervous about this class then they had been about Snape's class.

As they approached the door for Hermione's class they once again saw the bushy haired Gryffindor coming down the hall in the opposite direction. Nathaniel nudged his brother who in turn rolled his eyes and sped up.



The twins and the Gryffindor reached the door at the same time. Gabriel nudged her with his arm and went through the door first.

As they walked into the classroom they saw their mother standing at the front smiling. Her smile grew even wider as she saw her boys. They took a seat at the front of the class. Hermione hurried toward them as the other students began arriving.

"How was your first class, guys?" she said excitedly.

"Fine, Professor Snape is a great teacher." Nathaniel said sarcastically.

Hermione rolled her eyes and walked back to the front of the room.

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After listening to their mother talk for what seemed like hours the boys were finally free to go to lunch. They gathered stuff wished their mother goodbye and hurried off towards lunch. Walking in front of them were three Gryffindors; a redhead, a black hair boy they new to be Harry Potter and the same bushy hair Gryffindor who'd been causing them so much stress.

She was talking about things she had read in Hogwarts: A History. The two boys walking on either side of her were listening uninterested but being polite. She was talking about how the dungeons were first part of the castle built 1000 years ago.

Gabriel sped up and appeared beside her.

"Excuse me, Gryffindor, but I know for a fact that the towers were built first. The dungeons weren't added until almost 100 years later during the dark ages for housing prisoners." He said royally to the girl.

She gaped at him for a moment and her two crones stood shocked. She started to stutter then turned angry.

"No, but you're wrong. The dungeons were built 1000 years ago by Salazaar Slytherin himself. Ask Professor Snape yourself; I'm sure he can set your misleading facts straight." The girl said haughtily.

"Yeah but knowing that greasy git he'll probably reward you for being wrong. He favors you Slytherin that what my brother's told me." The weasel said beside her.

Gabriel's eyes turned dark and he pulled out his wand. He pointed it at the redheaded boy.

"How dare you insult…" he began trying to think of a hex to throw at her.

Beside him Nathaniel saw the girl draw her wand and decided to tackle her taking the other two Gryffindors with them. The rolled on the ground as Gabriel joined in. The Muggle brawl continued until a tartan clad Professor McGonagall separated them.

"What is the meaning of this?" she shrieked. The kids remained quiet.



"I was talking to Ron and Harry about Hogwarts a history and these two rudely interrupted and pulled a wand." The suck up Gryffindor said to her tartan clad Head.

"Professor McGonagall, they insulted dad, I had to…" Gabriel started but Prof. McGonagall cut him off.

"I don't care who they insulted, Mr. Snape, that is no reason to hex a fellow student. You will have detention tonight with Professor Snape and I will be informing both of your parents straight away. As for you three follow me." She turned and began walking down the corridor.

Ron turned to Gabriel in shock and mouthed father before hurrying after his friends and head.

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