Hermione looked at the letter again; He's buying her new clothes…. I hope he knows that she hates rough fabric… and doesn't like green…

Taking a quill in her hand, she began to write back to Snape.

Prof. Snape,
I can come with you if you like. I know of some great clothing stores for toddlers. I will be at your house in five minutes.

Hermione Granger.

With that, she gave the letter to Midnight and watched as she flew away. Heading towards the front door, she took her house key, her coat and her handbag, and walked around to the back of her aunt's house. Taking long strides to reach the forest, she took out her wand and apparated back to the alleyway near Snape's house.

HG/SS

Severus stared at the letter, his brows furrowing in anger. How dare the chit just invite herself along. Silly little know-it-all. Shut it Snape, you need her help and you know it! You don't have to be nice, just be civil. No! I will be as rude and brooding as I want to be... He frowned even more upon realising that he was arguing with himself. He would let her go with them, but he would be as unpleasant as possible. Hearing a tiny giggle, Severus looked across at his daughter who was being entertained by non-popping bubbles floating around her. A small smile graced his face as he allowed himself to enjoy the moment.

His smile left as quickly as it came when he heard a sharp knock at the door. Picking Annaliese up in his arms, he answered the door and come face to face with a smiling Granger.
Oh great... An excited Gryffindor, yippee. He thought sarcastically, putting a nice big sneer on his face and stepping aside to let her in. Annaliese squealed and reached out to her godmother, who was in the middle of taking her coat off.
"Hello sweetie!" She smiled as she took the girl in her arms and pressed her lips to her forehead.
An impatient drawl broke her from her smile, "Miss Granger, we are leaving in precisely half an hour. I just have to get properly clothed for the Muggle World. Take Annaliese into the living room. Don't touch anything." He snapped.
"Yes sir," She smiled and walked past him with Anna in her arms, opening the living room door and closing it behind her.

Once the two girls were alone, Hermione finally took the chance to look at her god daughter. She was well dressed. A pair of black leggings, a grey dress with a white long-sleeved top underneath and black boots on her feet. When Severus came into the room, Hermione was sitting cross-legged in the floor playing with Annaliese. She had her back to him and as she leaned down, a little bit of charcoal coloured lace was visible, making Snape gawk at her lower back. Stop gawking you idiot! He mentally cursed himself.
Annaliese looked up and smiled at her father, making Hermione turn around and look at him.
Damn... So that is what he had hidden under those robes! She looked him up and down, trying to be discrete but failing miserably.
He was wearing a pair of well fitted, black jeans, black leather shoes and a tight, long-sleeved black shirt.

"If you are done gawking Miss Granger, I would like to get going." Severus smirked, crossing his arms to make his arms look bigger and his chest look broader.
"Y-yes sir," Hermione stuttered, standing up and taking Annaliese in her arms. "Come on little one, we're going to get you some new clothes." She told the girl softly.

Severus tried not to look at Hermione as she walked to the end of the passageway, after what he'd just seen inside her pants, he would never look at her the same way. Lace... Frilly lace... In the shape of a thong... Shut up Severus! Snap out of it!

Hermione looked back at Severus as he took their coats off the coat stand. He handed her, her own coat and then transfigured a hat into a red coat for his daughter. Severus watched as the young Gryffindor helped Annaliese into her coat before putting her own on and waiting for him to put on his. He transfigured his old cloak into a leather jacket and slipped it on, leaving it undone.
"Are we apparating?" Hermione asked him shyly.
Snape nodded curtly and offered his arm to side-along apparate. "Close your eyes sweetheart." Hermione whispered to Annaliese as she held her close. Taking Snape's offered arm, she gripped it tightly and held on. The familiar pull came, and suddenly she was whirling into an alleyway. As they come to a stop she heard Annaliese giggle. Hermione stumbled as they stopped, still gripping to her former teacher for support. Steadying herself, she began to walk with Annaliese in her arms.

The first shop they went to was a baby shop; they looked around, but after a while decided to get a few pairs of socks, some white and black stockings and a pair of black, shiny, dress shoes. The next shop they went to they got her two pairs of pyjamas, a pink pair of Piglet pyjamas and a white pair of flannelette pyjamas. They got her some new toys, some books, some skirts and pants, more leggings and tops, some jumpers and a jacket. Hermione was having the time of her life; the look of disgust on Snape's face was priceless whenever she'd pick up something he didn't like. He snorted a couple of times and just downright glared at other times.

"I need to get her diapers and some other stuff." He said casually, but trying to hide the fact that he didn't know where to get them and what type to get.
"Well, we'll go to the supermarket and pick up some nappies for her; I will show you the ones to get and then you should be right." Hermione told him simply.
Know-it-all. Snape thought with a smirk.

When they got back to Snape's house, Annaliese had fallen asleep in her father's arms. Hermione took the clothes into the living room, took all of the tags off them and folded them into neat piles. Just as Severus was about to put Annaliese on the couch to sleep, Hermione transfigured his couch into a cot for the young girl.
"I have put her clothes in piles. I will buy some stuff for her bedroom when I get paid. Let me know if she needs anything."
"Miss Granger, you may be her godmother, but I am her father. I will decide what goes into her bedroom. I don't want her turning into an insolent little Gryffindor." He snapped quietly.
"Fine. Next time you want help, don't bother asking me!" Hermione snapped back, getting dangerously close to her ex-professor.
"I will bring those newspaper articles for you to read." She then told him as she headed for the front door, "Goodnight Professor."
Snape nodded curtly and watched her leave. Leaning over the edge of the cot to tuck his daughter in, he pressed a kiss to her curls and sat down in his armchair with a sigh.