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Chapter 7: Snape's daughter.

"Well. Hello Mr. Potter. Not a day older, are we?"

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"Um, hello Professor…" said Harry, feeling a bit uneasy. This was not the way you wanted to meet this person. It could end up pretty bad.

"Your lovely wife here has just told me about, well, you." He told Harry, not as coldly this time. He seemed to get that he forgot that, because he added sarcastic. "And of course I'm so glad to see your arrogant face again."

"What are you doing here?" Harry asked, he had no right to be here!

"Well, it's none of your business really." and just as he said that a red-haired girl came in.

"Bye dad! See you at school." Harry snorted into his hand. Did that girl just call Severus Snape, the evilest person Harry knew, dad? Nah, that couldn't be right, who would ever be wanting kids with him?

"Bye Amy, and behave yourself. You know what I mean!" he said, and Harry felt like he had broken some ribs by trying not to laugh out loud.

"Dad!" the girl cried at him. She flushed a little and walked out from the room. Now Harry actually got a bit scared; Severus Snape SMILED! He bloody smiled! He looked kind and nice for a change, not like the Professor he knew.

"Dad?" Harry asked, know really laughing out loud.

"So? I make a better dad then you do Potter." Snape said, sounding offended, but then laughed him too. Harry stopped; he had never heard this cold-hearted person laugh. It sounded weird, but fitted him better then the old sneer. Harry now noticed that Snape didn't have greasy hair any longer.

"So, who's the mother?"

"Well, you don't know her, yet. But her name's Karen Hurley, now Karen Snape."

"Oh, how sweet." said Harry sarcastically. "And why is Amy here?"

"Well, she's apparently dating one of your sons. The one with brown eyes… Help me…"

"Luc?"

"Yeah! Lucas. And he's pretty much like you were, or are, this is getting weird… Just as arrogant, and if it wasn't for Amy, I don't think I would have bothered seeing you lot ever again. But I still have to admit that you guys aren't that bad."

"No, not since you often eat with us." Ginny cut in, clearly amused.

"Why do you have to ruin my fun? I wanted to act like I used to, this nice-Severus thing is getting boring."

"Oh, I'll be telling Karen that." said Ginny, not managing to hide a smile.

"Don't you dare do that!" said Snape with a scared look.

"Haha! Of course not! Are you staying for dinner?"

"No, I can't. Have to go to Hogwarts tonight."

"Oh, well you come by sometime this summer."

"Sure Gin. And please look after my daughter. I don't really trust her when it comes to boys."

"Ah, of course I will. I don't even think I have much to trust when it comes to Lucas or William either. They are too much like their father." Ginny winked at Harry when Snape turned to look at him. Harry tried to look like he didn't care, but still a small blush could be seen on his face. Snape looked disgust.

"I don't really need to know this you know! And I feel SO much calmer now!"

"Don't worry Snivellus; I'll keep an eye on them." Harry said, trying to sound serious, patting Snape's arm.

"Just be glad that you aren't at Hogwarts! No one calls me Snivellus when I hear and gets away with it!"

"Yeah, yeah. Don't you get a joke? Geez!"

"I really should get going now. Bye Ginny, and thanks for letting Amy stay here."

"No problem at all Severus. Bye."

"Yeah, take care of ya!" Harry said as Snape walked out trough the door.

"You're actually friends with him?" Harry asked, turning to Ginny.

"Well, yeah, we are…"

"You know, two weeks ago, we all decided that he definitely were on Voldermort's side, and know you lot are his best friends!"

"So? People change."

"Fine, is dinner ready soon?"

"It's actually all done; we're just waiting for my brothers to come home."

"I'll be upstairs until then." said Harry and walked up the stairs.

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Upstairs in the corridor where the Potter's and the elder Weasley's lived, giggling and moans could be heard. Harry, who heard them a long way walked to William's and Lucas's room and knocked.

"Geez, Luc. She has just arrived. Keep your hands from her. Will ya?" Harry said and he heard a thump as someone fell of the bed. Harry opened and saw Lucas lying on the floor without his shirt while Amy sat in the bed, buttoning her shirt. Both teenagers blushed as Harry looked at them.

"You know, not that kind of stuff under my roof. Not outside it either!"

"Harry! We weren't doing anything!"

"Oh, so this count as doing nothing these days? You know, if that had been me and Ginny before we married and Arthur walked in, I would be dead. And I guess you would have been too, if Severus had walked in here!" Lucas just stared at him. How could he say this to him?

"I'm off to Ron, but if I ever find you two again, she's going home!" and Harry walked out from the room.

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"They're always so unfair! I bet he isn't as innocent as he says!"

"Well, since he is your dad, he can't be."

"Well, I mean, he's sixteen! And my mum would have been fifteen! I swear they have had sex! Then not all teachers knew about the Room of Requirement!"

"Well, still you don't know." Amy said, trying to calm her boyfriend down.

"I don't want to think about my parents in that way! Ugh! I'm going to have nightmares!" Lucas said, hitting himself in the head. Amy sighed. It was going to be a while before he calmed down.

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"Isn't it weird seeing Harry like this?"

"Well, I'm sure he feels weirder about it than we do, Ron."

"But still! I want my best friend back!"

"You already have him here."

"But he's like in the age of our kids Hermione! I can't talk to him!"

"Of course you can, dear." Hermione sighed. Sometimes her husband could be really stubborn…

"No, know he can't help me with my new book! He promised to help me with it, and it has to be finished at the end of the summer!"

"He can still help you with it love. Just because he's a bit younger now doesn't mean he has lost his brain somewhere."

"But still."

"You're impossible." Hermione said and walked to Bianca's bed to wake her up. Ron walked out, muttering something Hermione couldn't hear.

"Wake up now honey." she said to Bianca.

"Mommy!" the little girl answered, stretching her arms up to Hermione's neck.

"You can't sleep all day. It's dinner soon." She looked at her five-year old daughter. She had curly, flaming read hair and her face was full of freckles. She had Hermione's brown eyes and looked pretty much like Ginny did when she was a kid. Hermione put her down and she ran away. Hermione was thirty-five when she got Bianca, and she was quite unexpected. Not that they didn't want her, they just had decided to stop at four first. But then they got triplets, and they suddenly had five kids instead of three as they would have had. Then they decided that they wanted to have yet another child, that's when Christopher came. There Hermione had drawn the line. It was way too much work to get in shape again. But, she got pregnant again and decided to keep the child. Hermione would never get and abortion. So, seven kids, that put them in the lead. Not that it was a competition, but Fred and George liked to look at it that way. Just because they only had two kids each…

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Harry couldn't find Ron anywhere. Hermione said that he had walked out, but he wasn't at the lake or at the Quidditch pitch. Harry had given up and was know upstairs in his and Ginny's bedroom, looking in a photo-album.

"Harry! Come down now! They're here!" Ginny called from the kitchen.

"Coming!" Harry answered; still a bit nervous at what they would say when they met him… But, he knew them. Everything would be absolutely fine…


A/N: This chapter actually took me a while to write, just because I didn't know what to put in it… I hope it wasn't too boring or whatever. Please, if you would like to make my day: Leave a Review:D