No idea what Snapes grandparents were called so made them up.
Slow and steady wins the race.
"Getting sentimental in your old age Malfoy" Severus sat across from his blonde counterpart, taunting his miserable ass. A dark grin plastered his face.
Grumbling Lucius stuck his middle finger up at his friend. Swiping his glass "Fuck off prick. Yous big nosed Dumbles lover" Slurring his words, spilling his whiskey down his front, pooling onto the tables scratched surface.
Lupin chuckled at the sorry state Malfoy senior has managed to get himself into. Washing his large hands, his back turned from the dark wizards a cheeky grin creeping across his hagard features.
"Don't know how you feed all these mouths Molly, you have my up most Respect" Narcissa silky tones drifted though the door. Alerting the three wizards to the witches arrival.
The kitchen door swung silently open as Molly and Narcissa arm in arm, spoke in gently tones. Severus had to look twice at the two witches arms interlinked with each other. When did the world end? A Weasley and a Malfoy who would of thought.
"Gentlemen if you can move yourselves while we prepare the dinner" Narcissa politely asked the three. When none moved "Out with the lot of you. Now!" Barking her orders, smirking as Lupin jumped, dashing out the room colliding into the door. Muffled cries followed.
"This is nice" sarcastically drawled Severus as he watched the two completely different witches working side by side. The tall Slytherin regal witch kept brushing her elegant hand across the plump Gryffindor motherly witches back. Interesting! Always thought you were abit kinky Cissy Severus inwardly laughed.
Thump. The table jumped.
Turning his attention to Lucius, the blonde mess had his head planted on the table in his whiskey. How the almighty has fallen.
Almighty alright. Miss Granger his new charge. Severus knew he failed the girl by not protecting her from the insane Black sister, but he had to let the insufferable know it all fight her own battles otherwise she would be never live long enough. Granger needed to toughen up, show the bigoted fools from both sides of this ridiculous chess game that she had the right to be here.
Severus was a saradonic snarky bastard but he survived playing spy till now. He was a bitter, angry man shunned for being a death eater and a halfblood. Growing up with an abusive drunk toughened Snape, the bastard smacked his mother about, mocking her for being a witch. His mother Eileen Prince pureblood daughter of Charles and Elizabeth Prince, disowned for marrying a muggle. Severus never met his grandparents thank Salazar for small mercies. Though he did find out that being the last and only Prince left alive he somehow owned the Prince estate and vaults, it turned out Eileen Prince wasn't officially disowned. Lazy bastards. He had more Galleons than he ever would spend, he used his funds to help his Slytherins better themselves, to think for themselves, to follow their own paths and not end up like their parents. Sometimes he failed them but some like his godson made him know he wasn't wasting his time and efforts. Draco may have the mark burned into him for the rest of his life but he never would be a true death eater, the boy was squeamish, he hated violence and he took too much after his mother.
Peering at his lost friend, Severus wasn't a complete unfeeling prat, he felt a twinge of pity for Lucius. The white blonde aristocat preened to the nines at all times now a complete mess. Light stubble gracing his sharp angular face, his once pristine hair lay limp about his shoulders, his expensive, tailored silk robes hung from his muscular frame making him appear unhealthy. His grey orbs dulled giving the appearance of a corpse.
Sighing Severus decided Lucius has had his self pitying party for far too long. Standing up putting on his best imitating face "Enoughs enough my brother! Time to stop your pitying, we have a war to finish" Yanking Lucius roughly by the collar of his robes and preceded to drag the drunk out of the kitchen door, while both witches stood watching amused.
"Your husband has really let himself go Cissy" Molly playfully swiped at the Slytherin. Throwing her red head back chuckling at the the pinched face of Narcissa.
Pursing her ruby red lips Narcissa arched her finely preened eyebrow at the motherly witches antics. "Lucius is his own worst enemy".
"Something wrong? And I don't mean your sham of a marriage" Narcissa glared at Molly "Don't give me that look Cissy I can see very well that your at odds with Lucius and its not because he's a dressed as a death eater". Tutting at Narcissas complete denial of the truth.
"Dressed as a death eater?" Was all Narcissa said. Surely she means death eater, there's no dressing where her husbands involved.
"Yes the man stopped being a death eater when his Lord and Master died the first time. Surely you can see that. He carries on the role to protect his family. You my dear are in denial of the truth" Molly ambled away, swaying her hips, clanging the china plates and mix matched cutlery on the table.
Their conversation was over as the hungry troup of order members and roudy teenagers descended onto the kitchen.
The room was crowded even with the table extended by magic. The elder of the group sat at one end leaving the youngsters sat hunched together, whispering suspiciously. The twins grinning, no doubt up to trouble again. Molly watched her boys like a vulture circling its meal.
"I'm telling you Sirius the idiot needs a good beating" Tonks glaring playfully at the head of the black house.
"He will eventually, when he crawls out of whatever stink pit he drags himself from" Sirius replied though a mouthful of food, mash potato spraying the table.
Draco picked his meal, as delicious as it was he had no apatite. Glancing at his mother who was yapping to McGonagall, he rudely interrupted "I want to go and see Hermione".
The whole room fell silent as Draco demanded his mothers attention.
"No Draco" waving her hand at her son before turning back to her previous conversation about the latest gossip of Hogwarts.
Pouting at his mothers obvious dismissal, grimacing Draco turned to his godfather instead. "Can you take me tomorrow Severus?".
"You in hiding Draco use your brain" Severus sneered at his dimwitted godson. How could he stupidly ask that? Idiot.
Slamming his fork down with unnecessary force, the metal ringing out against the china. "Hermiones on her own I don't give a fuck about my safety. I'm going to see my friend whether you take me or not. Your not my father nor are you Hermiones". Shoving the chair back, crashing backwards onto the floor, Draco stormed out the kitchen.
Fucking Snape. Fucking Mother. How dare they think to control me. Me. Fuck them. I'm coming Hermione inwardly Draco seethed, pulling the latch on the creaky window, pausing to listen for any footsteps outside his room, He summoned his broom and jumped from the window. Unaware he just set the alarms off alerting the order to his sneaking out.
"What the hell is that?" Ginny winced at the loud piercing sound, her ears ringing.
"The wards have gone off, one of you minors have left without permission and an escort" Knowing exactly who, Minerva waved her hand silencing the alarm.
"It seems your son takes after you Lucius" Severus grinned at the hungover blonde, who sat with his head buried in his arms.
"Let him go. He wants to see the girl, with him there your wards will protect them both" Lucius mumbled into the table.
"I want to see Mione too" Ronald spoke up "Why should a filthy death eater get to be with her? I'm her boyfriend".
Lucius jumped as the sound of laughter pierced his sensitive hearing.
"You her boyfriend? Give me a break you small minded little weasel, you are sick" Blinking Lucius stared at Potter as he berated his redhead friend
"You tried to kill her. You lied about her coming onto you. Your a fucking bastard Ron. Your not going any where near her" Ginny chimed in, glaring at her pathetic brother, her wand tightly in her grasp.
Ronalds face turning a bright red as more verbal abuse was hurled at him.
"Yeah. After what you did, your lucky to still be alive" Sirius spat at the youngest Weasley boy.
Molly and Arthur stayed quiet. Neither defending their obnoxious son.
"What did he do mutt? Apart from the obvious" Severus drawled. Arching his brow at his former school bully.
"Want to explain kid or shall I enlighten our friends and family?" Sirius challenged Ron, his grey eyes glittering dangerously.
"No. Okay well Ronald here tried to rape Hermione after attacking her at Hogwarts before she was resorted into your house Snape".
Growling furiously at the revelation, before anyone could respond, Lucius had the redheaded bastard by his neck pining him painfully to the wall. Crushing the boys trachea, Lucius punched him solidly in his face, not once not twice but three times. The blood splattered onto the blondes face and robes.
"Fucking hell man try not to kill him" Arthur forced the blonde off his son, stepping into Lucius path to stop an further attack.
Severus and Shacklebolt pulled the still seething death eater out of the kitchen away from temptation. "I must thank you Lucius".
Molly sat watching her son clutch his ruined face impassively. "You deserved that Ronald, I brought you up to respect women. Your disgusting" turning to the rest of the room "No one heals him. Rapists don't deserve kindness". Standing up Molly walked out the stifling room and for the first time since becoming a mother she left the kitchen a mess.
"How could you Ron? I..Im a complete fucking idiot, listening to you over Hermione each and every time. Malfoys right I took her for granted and I used her" Harry pounced on him kicking his friend hard in the stomach, drawing back his fist and punching him in his bloodied face, gripping his wand "Cru..".
"No Harry. No unforgivables. You are better than that" Arthur yet again stepped in between his son and his attacker. "Go and calm down. All of you out". "NOW".
Pounding feet and slamming doors told Arthur that he was finally alone with his son. Looking down at the crumbled and bloodied Ron, Arthur felt nothing but disappointment.
"I only protected you as Hermione wouldn't of approved of Lucius or Harry ending up in azkaban for your murder" pulling out the nearest chair, Arthur sat down and watched his son.
"I'm disappointed in you. Rape is the most vile sin there is. Hermione didn't deserve that, she's a good girl, always there for you and Harry but each time something happens you both turned her out. I sat by long enough while you used that brilliant witch as your personally verbal punching bag and human homework"... "Hermione deserves so much better than you or Harry. Young Draco cares for that girl as she deserves, he risked his own life tonight so the comatose witch wouldn't be alone". Tapping his hands on the wooden surface, Arthur saw his sons sour look at the mere mention of Draco.
"Really ticks you off at the mention of Dracos name doesn't it son? Are you jealous of him? Or is it because you know Draco deserves that girls friendship more so than you ever had?"
"When this war ends, you are out Ron. I will not support a rapist or a woman abuser. Give me your wand and go to your room, Harry will be put in one of the empty rooms" Arthur stood, hand out.
"Noo boody weyy" spitting out his words with his damaged mouth. Blood dribbling down his chin.
"Accio Ronald Weasleys wand" Arthur calmy called out. The wonky wand sailed into the Weasley patriarchs waiting hand. Stepping over his son, Arthur left, leaving without a backwards glance.
Bloody fucking bitch. Always in her shadow. She won't get anyone better than me Ron inwardly growled.