A Snupin fic written for the amazing Maz
Severus Snape glared down at the small human, disgust covering his features. How could one spawn something this annoying and want to continue to reproduce? Snape had never liked children, he could go as far as to say he didn't even like himself as a child.
Yet, here he was, stuck with a child and there was nothing he could do about it.
A gooey, sticky, muddy child. One who decided that rolling around in the mud, shoving ice cream all over his face, and eating sand was acceptable behaviour.
He couldn't wait to get rid of this vermin.
"I'm taking him back," he declared, a shudder at knowing he'd have to hold this wretched human's hand.
His partner looked up from digging into the bag that contained spare clothes. "I think we should give him a bath first."
Snape's nose wrinkled in disgust at the mere thought of peeling off the filthy clothes of the three-and-a-half-year-old. "No."
Remus sighed and placed all of the items back into the bag. "Okay," he agreed.
For this, Severus was extremely thankful. He was glad that his partner accepted that he wasn't very fond of children and therefore didn't force him out of his comfort zone too much. But for Remus, he agreed to help look after his 'nephew' Harry for a few hours every now and then. It- well, Harry- always needed a bath afterward and as of yet, Severus had always gotten out of doing it.
"Harry, are you ready to go home to Mummy and Daddy?"
"No! I wanna stay with you!" the young child declared.
Severus quickly stepped in, not wanting Remus to give in to any request. "But your broom is at home, don't you want to fly?"
"Fwy?"
It was at that moment that he knew he had gotten the result he wanted. "Yes, fly. How about we get you home before your parents miss you too much," he added for effect.
Young Harry gave it a few seconds of consideration before holding his hand out.
Severus took his hand and stepped towards the fireplace. "Remus, you go first. Potter still has a habit of pulling his wand out when I floo first."
Remus nodded and grasped a handful of green dust before disappearing in an explosion of green fire.
With a smile at Harry clapping his hands, he stepped into the fireplace with the boy. "Don't forget to run and give Daddy a huge hug, okay?" He handed Harry a little bit of chocolate and the boy nodded.
Waiting a few seconds for him to finish the chocolate, he then floo'ed them both and watched in utter joy as Harry jumped into his Dad's arms before either of his parents were able to process the actual state of him. Now it wasn't just Harry who was in need of a bath.