Disclaimer: All recognizable characters and settings belong to J.K. Rowling.
A/N: For Harry's oldest son's middle name, I know Harry's name isn't Harrison but it flowed better with Evan, I thought. And I read that Harrison means son of Harry so there you go... lol
A/N: If you're interested in a sequel featuring Harry and Co. kids, let me know! What would you like to see with the new generation? What mischief should they get into? Oh, Happy New Year!
EPILOGUE:
17 Years Later: Hogwarts
"Evan Harrison Snape, hold it right there!"
Eleven year old Evan winced at the familiar strict voice and slowly slid off his broom,his seven year old brother who had been riding with him, Gavin, doing the same. He tried for an innocent look. "Yes, Papa?"
Snape scowled down at his grandchildren. In truth they, and Evan's twin sister, were the apple of his eye. He loved them something fierce even though their tendency towards mischief could drive him crazy. Evan had his father's dark hair and his green eyes and while Gavin also had dark hair, he had inherited his mother's light brown eyes. "You don't think that look will work on me, do you?"
Evan tilted his head to the side and shrugged. "It never hurts to try," He gave his grandfather a lopsided grin.
Gavin, wanting to be like his big brother, did the same.
Snape bit back a laugh and shook his head. "Riding your broom through the corridors? You both know better than that. Hand it over." He held his hand out.
Evan's face fell. "Aww, Papa. We were just going to dad's office."
Snape took the broom with one hand and his eldest grandson's hand with his other. "Excellent idea. Let's go see him. Gavin Severus, you too." He said sternly.
Evan sighed, having a feeling that his ability to fly was going to be taken away from him. And now he felt guilty for letting Gavin fly with him, he knew his brother hated to be in trouble. They had practically grown up at Hogwarts and he would finally be starting his first year in a couple of weeks. He couldn't wait. However, having both his parents and his grandfather work at his school might get in the way of him having some fun.
Harry looked up from the lesson plan he was making for Defence when his dad knocked once on the open door before entering with his sons in tow and firmly gripping his oldest s hand. Harry sighed and leaned back in his seat. "All right Evan, what have you done?"
"Me? Why do you assume I did something wrong? Maybe...maybe Papa did!" Evan said indignantly.
Gavin giggled. "Yeah, it was Papa!"
Snape rolled his eyes.
"Ah," Harry said, his own eyes twinkling with amusement. "And what did Papa do wrong?"
"I caught him flying down the corridor," Evan said mischievously. "With Gavin."
"Is that so?"
"Yeah, and I told him he wasn't supposed to. I think he's learned his lesson."
"Indeed?" Harry looked thoughtful as he stood up. His oldest son was a good kid but could be impulsive, especially when it came to flying. Not unlike myself, he thought ruefully. "I disagree. I think he should also lose his broom for a week and get no dessert tonight."
"I think that is fair," Snape said with a smirk as he sent the broom flying to Harry's waiting hand.
"Rather harsh if you ask me," Evan sighed despondently.
"I didn't ask. And as for you," Harry stared down at Gavin. "Did you know it was wrong to fly with Evan?"
"Um," Gavin squirmed slightly. He wasn't good at lying, never mind he didn't like to do it. He sighed. "I knew we weren't supposed to." He admitted.
"No dessert tonight, Gavin," Harry said, gentling his tone. "If you know something is wrong, then you shouldn't do it. And Evan, you know Gavin looks up to you. As you're older, you need to set a good example."
"I know," Evan said guiltily. "But I was careful!"
"Careful doing what?" Hermione stepped into the office, smiling as she met her husband's eyes.
Harry stepped from around his desk, kissed her cheek and put his hand on Evan's shoulder. "Evan has lost his broom for a week and both he and Gavin get no dessert for tonight for flying in the corridor."
"Boys!" Hermione put her hands on her hips. "What were you thinking? You could have been hurt or hurt someone else!"
"I'm sorry, Mummy," Gavin said.
"Me too," Evan said.
"Do it again and you'll lose your broom for a month," Hermione said sternly before pulling him into a hug. "And Gavin, if you do it again, you'll lose your bedtime reading privileges." She warned, before hugging her youngest.
Gavin's eyes widened. He was an avid reader like his mother and always fell asleep reading his books.
Evan shook his head slightly. No reading as a punishment? He loved his brother but he could be somewhat of a nerd sometimes.
"Where's Sage?" Gavin asked.
Hermione looked to the door. "She should be here soon, Nearly Headless Nick was telling her stories again."
Sure enough, the eleven year old girl who had her grandmother's dark red hair and grandfather's dark eyes raced in. "Papa!" She squealed as she hugged him.
"Sage Lillian, is that any way to enter a room?" Snape pretended to huff in irritation. "Five points from Gryffindor."
Sage giggled. "I'm not in Gryffindor, Papa. I haven't been sorted yet." She informed him.
"It is still always fun to take points from Gryffindor."
"But it's still summer," Evan pointed out.
"I'm practicing."
Harry snorted. "Like you need practice to take points from the best House."
"All the Houses are wonderful," Hermione said with a pointed look. "So no matter what house our children are sorted in, we will be proud."
Harry threw up his hands in surrender. "Yes, dear." His lips quirked as he tried not to laugh.
Hermione shook her head. "Impossible man." She muttered.
"What house do you think I'll get, Papa?" Evan asked Snape eagerly.
Snape smirked. Evan had been asking this same question for months. He gave the same answer he always gave. "You're bold, impulsive and sometimes reckless. You'll be a Gryffindor."
"Hey," Harry protested with a laugh. He couldn't disagree though.
"He also has a heart of gold and is brave like his parents," Snape continued.
"Aw," Hermione smiled. "I think Gavin could end up being a Ravenclaw, when his time comes. He certainly reads enough." She winked at Gavin who grinned back.
"Slytherin and Ravenclaw are the only good Houses, right Papa?" Sage asked sweetly. "I'm hoping for either of those. The others are for dunderheads. Excluding Mum and Dad, of course," She said quickly.
"They are not for dunderheads!" Evan protested. He didn't have anything against any of the Houses but from what he had seen and heard growing up, Gryffindor sounded like the most fun.
Snape patted Sage on the head. "Of course not, the other two are just fine." He winked at her. If one of his grandchildren were going to be a Slytherin, his bet was on Sage.
Sage giggled and winked back.
Hogwarts hadn't changed much, except for some new professors. Harry now taught Defence, and when Flitwick had retired, Hermione had become the new Charms Professor. Snape still taught Potions and was still Head of Slytherin, Dumbledore still Headmaster and McGonagall still teaching Transfiguration and Head of Gryffindor. Ron Weasley was the new flying instructor and his wife Lavender was the History of Magic teacher. Binns had finally decided to retire, although he still didn't seem to realize he was a ghost. Ron and Lavender had a daughter, Indigo, who would be starting her third year of Hogwarts in Gryffindor and their son, Artie, who would be starting his first year. Neville Longbottom taught Herbology now and was married to Ginny, who had been a professional Quidditch player for the Holyhead Harpies until recently. They also had a daughter, Frankie, starting her third year in Hufflepuff and a younger daughter, Ashlyn, who was five. Ginny occasionally would come to Hogwarts to help Ron coach Quidditch games and show off moves to his flying class.
Sirius and Remus stayed in touch and were part of Harry's life, honorary uncles to his kids. They both had ended up becoming Aurors, where Remus had fallen for Tonks and married her. They had had a son named Teddy who would be starting his fifth year as a Hufflepuff. Sirius had finally settled down to marry after falling in love with a Muggle woman and they had a daughter named Jamie, who would starting her fourth year as a Gryffindor.
Kingsley Shacklebolt was now the Minister of Magic so the Ministry was now a better place to work for. Over the years the remaining death eaters had been caught and were in Azkaban, including Lucius Malfoy. Draco and his mother had distanced themselves from him, and Draco was now married to Astoria Greengrass and had a son, Castor, starting his first year and a daughter, Selene, starting her second year in Slytherin.
"So Dad," Harry said casually. "How is Ellie doing? She should be here soon, right?"
"Yes, she will be here next week," Snape said, raising an eyebrow. Ellie Pomfrey was Poppy's niece and was coming to Hogwarts to assist Poppy in the infirmary so that after this next year, Poppy could retire like she wanted. Snape had been seeing Ellie, who was only a couple years younger than him, for several months now.
"Grandma Ellie!" Sage clapped her hands excitedly. She loved Ellie and how happy he made her Papa.
Evan began laughing.
Hermione coughed. "Sage," She gently scolded.
Sage frowned. "Evan says she will be." She said slyly.
Evan stopped laughing and gave his little sister a mild glare.
Gavin shrugged. "Dad says it too." He said innocently.
"Is that so?" Snape stared at his son.
Harry gulped. "I just - well,"
"Let's go kids," Hermione laughed. "I think your Papa wants to have a talk with his son."
"Is Daddy in trouble?" Sage asked innocently as they left the office.
"I think so," Hermione snickered. "Just like old times." She teased.
Harry gave her a mock glower. She merely smiled and guided the children out of the room.
"Maybe he'll get his broom taken away too," Evan's voice could be heard.
Snape crossed his arms together across his chest. "Gossiping about me, Son?"
"No!" Harry shook his head. "I just said, like once, that if you two got married she would be the kids grandmother and how nice that would be..." He trailed off. "You're not going to try and give me detention, are you?" He joked.
"Maybe. I doubt anyone would even consider it strange, considering it's you," Snape smirked at Harry's scowl before his expression grew serious. "I am pleased that you like Ellie."
"I do. She's really nice." Harry said. "And she can put up with you." He teased.
"You'll never stop being a brat," Snape playfully cuffed his son on the back of his head.
"What can I say? I'm your son," Harry shrugged, a grin on his face.
Snape's face softened. "Yes, that you are." His son was a gift, truly, and he had given Snape more joy than he could say. Joy that kept on going with his adorable grandchildren and getting to work with his family, watch his grand-kids grow up. It was a life filled with love and more than he could have ever hoped for. And with Ellie he had found an intelligent woman who shared his interests and cared about his family too. And he knew, deep in his heart that Lily was happy for him and for Harry, smiling down on them. And he would forever be grateful that her secret had come to light.
Thank you for reading this story! Not sure if there will be a sequel with Harry's kids. Should I start with Evan and Sage entering Hogwarts and then later time jump to where Gavin starts first year?