Severus Snape

He couldn't believe it he stared at the blood sample in front of him. It was...so long had he and others searched for this shred of proof. And here it was a liquid that self repaired at an explosive rate. A smirk spread across his face the possibilities were endless. He carefully put the blood in a jar and turned to the far corner. There just stirring and mixing his potions for class, was the thorn in his backside. Miss-I'm-sooo-Fucking Sorry-Granger!! He shook his head as he stared at her the little chit. He could only just imagine what the little hang on was thinking. He knew he was be petty, but between the drama with the potters and the tournament he was stretched thin. He sighed he really should try to be more civil.

"Miss Granger perhaps...?"

"IIII HHHAAAAVVVVEEEEE PPPRRROOOOFFFFF!!!!" A shriek came from his door.

Severus had spun wand flashing out. A glass shattered he heard Granger crying out as well as a fizzling of a couldron overflowing.

"The hell are you yelling about you bloody witch!" Severus turned and his face froze

The jar with his new hopes and goals was just finishing dissolving in the ruined remains of "ironically" liquid luck. Granger was crouched on a potions stool wand held at the ready. Her face was red and she was sadly staring at the remains of her work. As she looked up and locked eyes with him she flinched for the predetermined tongue lashing. Snape fixes his features and gave her just a hint of a shrugging of shoulders before turning to the source of the damage. He grimaced as his eyes faced a former love.

"Oh my God! Severus I didn't mean to startle you, did I?" Lily apologized profusely as she took in the mess

"Nothing that can't be started over." Severus shot Granger a look to silence the rant she looked to be building up on.

"Oh good. Severus listen as my closest childhood friend, I can only trust this task to you. I need you to test this hair and see my son returned to we're he is meant to be." Lily rushed out all the while staring into the Slytherins eyes.

(I pulled on the love I know he still holds for me. I'm sure he won't mind pushing his potions aside for me today.)

(Please, you old cow. Professor Snape is not so blind to buy into being puffed up. And you just caused the damage of minutes work!...Bitch!)

The thoughts of the two witches were as readable as a newspaper. So loud, so exposed, and so different. Severus paused as he thought over his answer he knew he would say yes. It was Lily he would always say yes. But this time it wasn't a knee jerking reaction. He wordlessly took the sample with a wave of his wand and begun preparing the test potion. Granger huffed and seemed to astutely ignore both of the adults as she began to clean the mess. As the potion began to simmer Lily went on and on about how great it would be to have her family while. The hour seemed to drag and even Granger wandered over to see the conclusion of the potion. Severus placed a Dictate quill into the liquid and it began to right.

Born Ancestrys- French, English

Sex-Female

Closest Relations-Pierre, Granger

Relationship with Potter's-None

There was silence in the dungeon. The three people alone in their own thoughts. The potions master felt saddened that reality had shown her cruel hand once more. The student recalled that she did have a French cousin that was denied guardianship over her because of being French. However, it was the thoughts of the one older witch in the room that over shadowed all.

It's Not Him...