A week before school was to start, Severus called Harry, Draco and Hermione into his office. While the three met with the Headmaster, Ginny took Teddy and Libby out to the stables where her brother Charlie had a kneazle that had just had kittens a week before.

"You wanted to see us, sir?" Hermione asked as the three new professors took seats opposite the Headmaster's desk.

"I did, Hermione," he replied, waving his hand. A package hovered in the air in front of the three younger adults. "I was quite impressed with the grades that all three of you earned at University and as a reward, wanted to present you with your first set of teacher's robes."

Hermione looked at Harry and Draco and at their nods, opened her parcel. She stood, holding the new robes up in front of her. "They are beautiful, sir. Thank you."

"You are most welcome. There are no traditional robes for a Muggle Studies professor, so I had Camille and Narcissa pick something out that they thought would suit."

"Thank you again, sir."

Draco opened his next. His robes looked like those that the Headmaster had worn during his tenure as Potions Professor; form fitting at the top, but flowing at the bottom. This allowed him to work on potions without having to worry about his sleeves getting in the way. Draco's robes were a steel grey that matched his eyes. "Thank you, Sev."

"You're welcome. Harry?"

After a moment of hesitation, Harry opened his parcel. Inside was a pair of brown breeches, a tan shirt, a green tunic and a cloak that was green on the outside with brown lining. "I'll look like..."

"Robin Hood," Hermione finished for him with a giggle.

"That was the intention," Severus told them. "Robin of Loxley was the first wizard ever named Defense Master. Since that time, Defense Masters' robes have traditionally been modeled after the type of clothing he wore...though it has been many years since they have been worn. The traditional robes of most masteries have been thrown by the wayside. I thought that the two of you might like to bring the use of Masters robes back into practice."

Harry exchanged a glance with his twin. "I think we can manage that."

Severus nodded and gave them a mock glare. "I expect to see you all in your new robes for the Welcoming Feast."

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One thing that Minerva McGonagall had started when she became Headmistress was to allow the families of the staff to eat at the Head Table for any meal that they chose to do so. Severus had brought his family up to the castle for special occasions such as the Welcoming Feast and other holiday feasts throughout the year. This year Severus would be eating breakfast and lunch in his quarters with his family and dinner in the Great Hall. He had given his other professors the option of eating the first two meals of the day in their quarters, but said that he preferred for the staff to eat with the student body at the end of the day. Whether their families joined them for these meals would be up to the individual families.

On the day of the Welcoming Feast, the four new professors arrived in the Great Hall early. Neville was nervous about starting classes the next morning, but not near as nervous as he had been before Potions classes as a student. Ginny was away with the Holihead Harpies, so it was just Harry and Teddy who made their way into the Great Hall. The day after Andromeda's funeral, Harry had gone to the Ministry in order to file adoption papers for Teddy and they had just gotten the final approval that very afternoon.

Hermione and Libby followed them up to the Head Table, with Libby wearing a much smaller version of Hermione's pale green robes. At Harry's glance, Hermione rolled her eyes. "Minerva," was all she said, though it was said with a smile. She claimed the chair next to Harry and put Libby in the chair on her other side, raising it up so that the toddler could reach the table.

Harry put Teddy in a similar chair, knowing that Draco would claim the one on the other side. Draco and Astoria reached the Head Table just as the other staff members started trickling into the room. Draco pulled out Astoria's chair before reaching over to tickle Teddy, whose hair was a shocking electric blue. "Have you figured out how he controls it yet?" Draco asked Harry.

"Not yet," Harry replied. "But we're careful not to go anywhere there would be too many Muggles. Or if we do need to go into the Muggle world, he just wears a hat, right Teddy?"

"Right," Teddy said with a firm nod, grinning up at his godfather's twin brother.

Draco ruffled his hair as he sat down. "So, what house do you think Reg will go into?"

"Hufflepuff," Harry and Hermione replied at the same time.

"Slytherin," Draco retorted. "It's family tradition after all. And he is named after a Slytherin."

"Using that logic, he could also be a Gryffindor," Neville piped up as the returning students entered the Great Hall.

"Never," Draco said firmly.

"Keep an eye on Teddy for me," Harry told Draco, standing and slipping out of the room.

Reg stood in the Entrance Hall with the other first years, nervously twisting the sleeves of his robe. Harry had been with him when he talked to Father and Father had assured him that it didn't matter what House he was sorted into, they would still love him. Father had told him the same thing again this morning before he boarded the Hogwarts Express. He'd never had really met any children his own age before because he and his sisters had been in hiding. And even the last three years had been spent with just his family as his parents were still trying to protect their family. On the train to Hogwarts, he'd spent the entire ride sitting with Aurora and her friends, who didn't seem to mind his presence with them.

The other students around him began to stir and he heard Harry's name being whispered. Looking up, he saw Harry walking toward them. Reg smiled at his brother, feeling much better just at the sight of him.

Harry returned the smile and knelt down in front of his brother. "Hey, kiddo," he said, reaching out to straighten the black tie that Reg wore, not sure whether the boy would want the hug that he usually claimed upon seeing Harry with all the other students around. "How was the train ride?"

"Long," Reg replied. "When are we going to be Sorted? I'm hungry."

Harry chuckled. "In just a minute, Reg. Just remember to keep your head up and the Sorting Hat will give you a choice, if you want it. But I think you should let it make the decision. It usually knows best."

"Can I give you a hug?" Reg whispered quietly.

"Anytime you want," Harry replied just as quietly and a moment later found himself with his little brother in his arms.

Minerva McGonagall returned to the Entrance Hall to escort the first years into the Great Hall just in time to see Harry embrace his younger brother. Through she would never admit it, she had a soft spot in her heart for Harry and was quite proud of how he had turned out. She cleared her throat. "Mr. Potter."

Harry looked up at her as his brother stepped back. "Yes, Professor?"

"May I take the first years into the Great Hall to be Sorted?" she asked with a smirk.

Grinning, he stood, ruffling his brother's hair. "Of course, Professor." He turned and winked at the giggling first years, before heading back into the Great Hall and joining his family at the Head Table.

They waited anxiously for Reg to be Sorted and when the Sorting Hat was finally placed on Reg's head.

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

Reg slid off the stool and turned to look at his brothers, who both gave him encouraging smiles and nods. A glance at the Ravenclaw table allowed him to see that Aurora was smiling too, so he smiled as well and made his way to the Hufflepuff table. He was just a little too nervous to see what his godfather, Headmaster Severus Snape thought, but as long as his siblings were alright with him being in Hufflepuff, then he would be happy about it too.