A/N: I was yelling at myself that I must update one of my de-aging stories. So I chose this one. Good thing I didn't take two months to upload a chapter like last time…

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Warnings: Everybody is OOC. Even Snape :D

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The everyday life of Severus Tobias Snape.

Chapter Four

Back to Class

.: November 12, 1997 :.

Severus peered down at the two babies, who were currently staring upwards at their 'daddy'.

"You two better behave. I don't want to see any toys or stuffed animals flying across my classroom," Snape addressed them sternly. "Keep everything inside the playpen, including yourself."

Draco giggled merrily and Harry picked up his toy bear, chewing on its ear.

"Dah dah," Draco babbled, as if he was agreeing to Severus' terms.

Severus smirked. "Good. I see that we understand each other perfectly." He pulled away and turned, walking toward his desk. "Try to remain quiet for the duration of the class period." Severus sat down behind his desk, but not before giving the two babies one last look.

Now I shall pray to Merlin that they would not cry in the middle of class…

SSHPDMSSHPDM

Severus' right eye twitched. His back was facing the class – sixth years, Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs – as he wrote instructions on the chalkboard. He could hear girls cooing and boys snickering.

All in all, the whole damn class was paying attention to the two babies, and not the board.

Snape jabbed his chalk onto the board as he dotted his 'i'. He had to give the brats some credit though. They had not cried or made any annoying sounds for the past…

Ten minutes.

So… Fifty more minutes to go.

"Aw, look at them! Oh, look at Potter! He's waving his bear at us."

"Who would've thought Malfoy could do adorable?"

"Look, Samantha! They're hugging each other. Or I think that's what they're doing… They're not fighting, are they?"

Severus growled and finished up his sentence. He dropped his piece of chalk carelessly and spun around, facing the whole class.

All chattering stopped immediately; even Harry and Draco stopped playing inside their playpen. You could probably hear a pin drop onto the stone floor.

"If you would all stop gawking and make cooing sounds at Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy, then I suggest you all to look at the board to see which potion you are to make today." Snape sneered at his class. "I have not talked about this potion before, thus this will be a test to see how well you can do." The Potions master walked around his desk and stood before it, his black eyes scanning the whole class. "You have the rest of the period to finish. I want a vial on my desk at the end of class. I will not – let me repeat – will not accept anything a second after eleven o'clock."

Every student stayed where they were. Snape narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"If you want to finish on time, then you should start. Now!"

Severus smirked to himself as students scampered to the back of the room, gathering their needed ingredients. He rolled his eyes as a male Hufflepuff student tripped on his own foot. Severus sighed softly and went to his chair and sat down. He smiled a bit when he saw Harry and Draco's eyes following his every movement.

"I must say… I am very proud of you both," Severus said softly; Draco and Harry cooed at him. Harry even waved his stuffed bear at Severus. "You two were very well behaved. Just like I asked you to be."

While Draco giggled, Harry held up his teddy bear for Severus. Not understanding what Harry wanted, Severus furrowed his eyebrows and stared at the baby.

"Dah?" Harry held the bear a little bit higher.

Severus looked away from him; his students were all either chopping up their ingredients or already starting on their potion's base. So far, there weren't any accidents… yet. Severus was sure he would encounter at least one accident with the Hufflepuffs. It never failed and today shouldn't be any different.

"Dah!" Harry cried out. Severus looked back at his young charge and let out a weary sigh. Harry's eyes were shiny with tears and Draco was looking at Harry with what seemed to be concern.

Severus couldn't really tell since his godson was only a seven-month-old baby. Severus cleared his throat and moved his chair closer to the playpen, threw another brief glance at his class, and then finally smiled crookedly at Harry.

"What is it, Harry?" Severus frowned when Harry hiccuped and waved the teddy bear feebly at him.

A light bulb – not quite literally – lit up above Severus' head. Judging from the way baby Harry was holding up his stuffed bear, Severus deduced that the baby wanted him to take it.

"Is that for me?" Severus tapped Harry's nose lightly.

All this was done when nobody was looking his way, of course.

Severus found himself smiling back at Harry when the green-eyed babe cooed and leaned forward, pressing the bear into Severus' hand. Draco wiggled around on his bum – side to side – and giggled as Snape took the toy from Harry's grasp.

"Dah dah 'ike," Draco burbled.

Snape snorted and took the bear with him back to his desk.

For the rest of that period, whenever he caught a student staring at him and then at the bear – which he had placed on the desk, next to his quills – Snape would send that person a very dangerous glare. That glare alone would leave the student shaking.

When class ended – there was only one mishap today – the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs hurried over to Severus' desk to turn in their vial. All eyes averted Snape's gaze and no one dared to look at the small teddy bear. Some students did, however, say goodbye to the two babies. Girls even reached inside the playpen to pinch Harry and Draco's chubby cheeks.

That only resulted in Snape snapping at them to leave.

He didn't do it because he was being a mother hen.

Not at all.

Scoff.

Severus only snapped at them because Harry actually tried to move away from the girls' fingers and Draco – he was proud of his godson – had shoved and smacked hands away from Harry.

"Why don't you all run along to your next class?" Snape sneered at some of the lingering girls – all Hufflepuffs.

"We just want to see Potter and Malfoy…" a brunette started. Severus narrowed his eyes.

"If you would open your eyes, you would see that they don't want to be touched by any of you," Severus all but growled.

"But, Sir –"

"Leave!" Severus' arm shot out and pointed at the door at the back of the class.

The brunette and her friends scurried away, closing the door loudly after them. Severus let out a very long sigh and then looked down at Harry and Draco. He smirked when Draco still looked angry.

"Cease your scowling, Draco. They're gone."

"Nah! 'Ry no no!"

Severus turned and grabbed Harry's bear from his desk. "Harry's fine."

"Coco…"

Snape turned around when he heard Harry spoke, the bear still in hand. When Harry patted Draco's soft cheek, Severus knew it was Harry's way of telling Draco that he was fine. Bending down, Severus gave the bear back to Harry, who took it welcomingly. The green-eyed babe smiled, his two baby teeth showing.

"You are quite welcome, Harry," Severus said when Harry waved the bear at him once more. "You hold on to that for now. It'll keep you company."

Ten minutes later, both Harry and Draco were fast asleep in the playpen, each clutching a stuffed toy of their liking. Severus had been checking the potions the Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs made – his next class was at eleven-thirty – as the two babies babbled themselves to sleep.

Before they had stopped their nonsense babblings, Severus had wondered what babies talked about. To Harry, everything that Draco 'said' seemed interesting.

Severus shook his head with a small smile when Draco let out a small whimper in his sleep. They'll probably stay asleep until lunchtime. If he was lucky. Severus had a feeling they would not.

I survived the first hour… and three more classes to go.

.: November 12, 1997 – 11:47 a.m. :.

This was the class before the hour where every student of Hogwarts would go to lunch.

This was Severus' most hated class.

The Advance Potions for seventh years – Gryffindor and Slytherin. Each and every one of them all wanted to leave as early as they can.

Which only meant many sounds and many explosions.

As for Severus, it also meant many detentions.

At this moment, he was gripping the edge of his cherry wood desk. He very much wanted to scream and shout at Longbottom, who had a cauldron full of black gunk. That boy's cauldron was an explosion waiting to happen.

But Severus couldn't scream and shout. There were two babies present. Two babies, who were paying very close attention to their 'daddy', even if one-fourths of Harry's attention was on trying to rip the ears off from his teddy bear. The Potions master was determined not to make them cry; Harry and Draco had been very good babies, as much as Severus hated to admit.

Splurggg… Splack.

Severus resolve snapped when the black glob spewed over, dirtying Longbottom's work table and whatever was near the cauldron.

"Uckiee!"

Draco laughed and pointed at Longbottom. Harry took his one-fourths of attention away from his teddy and cooed right along with Draco.

Great. Just great. They are amused by a spewing cauldron. Severus breathed nosily through his nostrils. There was only so much he could take.

"LONGBOTTOM!"

"Severus, do you need help feeding the children?"

The man in question looked to his left, only to find McGonagall looking at Draco, who was sitting closer to the elderly witch than Harry. Severus shifted his legs, making Draco giggle. The child reached out and tried to pull at McGonagall's robe, but Severus moved and stopped Draco's seeking fingers. Harry, who was sitting on the other lap, was staring at all the foods before him, waiting patiently. He gurgled and reached out to poke at a fresh bun that was on Severus' plate.

"I don't need help feeding them, Minerva," Severus replied, "but I do need you to help me put Draco into his highchair so I can put Harry into his." He tightened his hold on his godson for the blond chose this moment to start wiggling around on his thigh. Severus sighed when he finally noticed Harry poking at his bread. "Also so that I can eat my bread before it turns into something that resembles Swiss cheese."

McGonagall chuckled and held out her arms. "They're such adorable babies." She smiled warmly when Draco giggled at her and waved his arms in her direction.

"Yes, you're such a sweetheart," the Transfiguration professor cooed.

Severus almost gagged. In all his years teaching at Hogwarts, Snape never heard the witch gush out ridiculously mushy words. With a small shudder, he handed Draco over and was glad that his godson did not break down in tears.

"Ba ba?" Draco turned round eyes onto McGonagall.

"No, I'm not your grandma, young one," she answered fondly, "but I certainly wouldn't mind having you as a grandson."

Severus rolled his eyes. He knew Minerva for almost twenty years, so he also knew that she did not have any… grandchildren. It absolutely would not hurt for her to pretend for just awhile…

"Would you take care of Draco, Minerva?" Severus asked, almost reluctantly. "I'm not sure if I can feed them both at the same time." Severus watched as McGonagall settled Draco into his high chair. "Harry tends to be a very messy eater…"

He snatched Harry's hand away from his mashed potatoes; Harry whimpered and turned to burrow his face into Severus' chest. McGonagall laughed and smiled at the Potions master.

"I'll be glad to help you out."

A three-year-old Draco giggled as he played with his rubber duck. The toy quacked and swam away slowly from the toddler's small, trailing hands. Severus smiled and continued to scrub his godson clean.

"Unca Sev?"

"Yes, Draco?"

A splash made Draco close his eyes. He finally caught the duck. "Where my mummy?"

Severus sighed and wrapped his fingers around Draco's arm, lifting it up so he could wash it.

"She's out with her friends, Draco. Remember she told you she was having tea with Mrs. Parkinson?"

Draco wrinkled his nose. He remembered his mummy telling him that. She also asked if he would like to go with her; Draco had told his mummy 'no'. He didn't like Pansy; she was too… clingy.

"I r'member, Unca Sev," Draco said softly; he let the rubber duck go and watched it swim away. "She always gone…"

Severus sighed. It was true. Narcissa was always gone on Saturdays, leaving young Draco alone at the Manor while she went out to socialize with her lady friends. It would be considered rare for the Lady Malfoy to stay home during Saturdays to take care of Draco.

Taking care of Draco… That job was given to the house-elves since Draco was born. And sometimes that job went to Severus. That was why he's here right now.

"Your mother will be back soon, Draco," Severus said consolingly. "In the meantime, let me finish washing you up, and then we can go exploring in the gardens. What do you say?"

Draco's eyes lit up and a huge smile blossomed across his face. Severus returned the smile; he knew his godson loved the gardens.

"Thank you, Unca Sev!"

Severus took Draco's other arm and started washing it with a cloth.

"Just promise me you'll stay clean this time, Draco." He shook his head when Draco started to protest. "No rolling around on the grass. I just washed you." Severus tapped Draco's tiny nose. "Promise?"

Severus smirked when Draco let out an explosive sigh.

"Yes, sir."

"Good boy."

.: November 12, 1997 – 8:21 p.m. :.

"Stop splashing around, Harry!" Severus snapped, but not too harshly. Harry only burbled some nonsense back at Severus. The man sighed and tried to keep the warm bath water from getting into Harry's eyes.

"Ry Ry!" Draco held out a yellow rubber duck for Harry. "'Ook!" Draco then kicked his legs underwater, making more splashes.

Severus scowled but did not comment.

Harry giggled and leaned forward, kissing the toy. Severus rolled his eyes and used his hands to scoop up some water to wash away the soap suds on the baby's chest.

The boy loved to kiss many things, animate or inanimate. Mostly toys and people, thank Merlin. Severus was sure he would wash Harry's mouth thoroughly if the baby ever kissed… someone's feet.

Let's not go there.

"Alright, you two. All done," Severus announced. He sighed when Draco all but threw the duck into the water. Harry squealed and smacked the toy.

Twice.

Severus very carefully took both babies out in the same time. He did not dare to leave one unattended. It was quite possible for either of them to slip under the water and drown.

He would not be deemed a murderer.

It took the Potions master fifteen minutes to get both Draco and Harry dressed for sleep. They always wiggle around on the counter when he tried to put them into their little rompers after bath. Tonight wasn't any different.

When Severus finally got both boys into their suits, he glared at both of them for giving him such trouble. But when Draco and Harry gurgled in return, Severus realized his glares did not work on them.

"Tonight, you will stay asleep," Snape said sternly. "No chattering, no wiggling, and absolutely no giggling." He stopped his rant in order to look at both babies in their eyes. "Are we clear? I have much grading to do tonight."

Draco puckered up his lips and blew spit bubbles at his godfather as an answer. Harry merely gave the man a yawn.

"You're sleepy. That's wonderful," Severus drawled.

He picked them up from the bathroom counter and left the room. As he made his way to the boys' nursery, the soft jostling of his steps lulled the babies to sleep.

When he placed down Harry first, the boy let out a small whimper before letting out a sigh.

When Severus placed Draco down, the blond automatically reached for Harry and turned half-way, nuzzling the smaller baby's face.

Severus smiled and watched two chest rise and fall in rhythm; in a way, it was comforting. He then turned away from the large crib, waving his hands to turn off the lamps in the nursery, bathing the room in darkness.

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A/N: Yes, it's short. Just one day of Severus' life :P Can't have too much happening or Snape will lose his head… Er, temper. I meant to say temper! D:

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