"What do you think about all of this, Albus?"
"Honestly my boy? I don't know what to think. This could either be a practical joke played by one of the students or it could be that someone out there truly does love her."
"She's a CHILD!" Severus yelled.
"I know Severus. However mating in our world is not as uncommon as it seems; especially when Veelas are involved. When one imprints on their mate, they will begin to show their affection and become overprotective or territorial in most cases of their mate." Albus explained.
"Do you mean to tell me that someone or something imprinted on my DAUGHTER?!"
"It's quite possible. However as I said before, this could also possibly be a joke played by one of the students for a good laugh."
"Albus, if I find out that any of the students did do this as a joke they will be fed to the Acromantulas."
"Now, Severus there is no need to go to such extremes when nothing can even be proven in the first place."
"Mark my words Albus, whoever sent this will have hell to pay." He answered, before turning on the spot and stalking away, with his robes billowing behind him. Albus just shook his head in amusement at the thought of how much his Potion Master had changed since Hermione and Nevaeh entered his life.
Severus angrily stalked down the corridors towards his family's chambers in the dungeons. When he was a few feet away from the door, he began to calm down; knowing that going in there when he was upset would do nothing to help solve the problem. He entered there chambers and quietly closed the door behind him. "Hermione?" he called.
"In here, love." She called back. He came into their daughter's room and knelt at the foot of their daughter's bed.
"DA DA!" Nevaeh cried happily, as she wound her arms around his neck.
"Hey, Princess; what are you still doing up?" He asked as he hugged her.
"I was just putting her to sleep but she refuses to lie down until you tell her a story."
"Is that so? Well, if that's the case then what story would you like to hear?" He asked her. She pulled a book from her pillowcase titled: The Beginner's Guide to Potions and smiled up at him. "This one again?" he laughed as he took the book from her. She nodded her head and looked expectantly at him while she snuggled into her covers. He opened the book and began to read, "The art of potion-making is just that; an art…" He began. Ten minutes later he heard light snores coming from his daughter and knew that she had fallen asleep. He placed a bookmark in the book and put it on her dresser. Then he went over to the bed and properly tucked in his sleeping child; giving her a kiss when he was sure that she was warm he whispered "I love you, Princess" in her ear. He then moved aside so that his wife could also kiss her goodnight. When they were done both parents exited the room and went to their room and got ready for bed. They slipped under the covers, kissed each other goodnight, whispered their "I love you's" and fell asleep in each other's arms with a smile on both of their faces.
