Chapter 4

"Rosie?" Hermione cried, for the third time that minute. "Rosie! Wake up, you lazy bitch!"

Rosaline Snape rolled off of her bed and moaned. "Did you have to yell?" She mumbled sleepily.

"Yes! Rosie, Harry said he'd meet you at 2pm at the lake, remember?" Hermione shouted, yet again. "It's 11 now!"

Rosaline shrieked and hastily got up and ran towards the showers. She tripped halfway to the door, and ended up slamming right into Seamus Finnigan. He helped her up and looked at her, tilting his head.

"Rosaline," Seamus said, smirking. "I love you!"

He started to kiss Rosaline, but she pushed him back against the wall and wiped her lips with the back of her hand, shivering. Ronald Weasley roared with laughter, tears pouring down his face. Most people were grinning at the sight of it.

"Never," She croaked, making the common room to fall silent as she glared at the annoying (yet adorable) Irish boy. "Do that again." She sighed, then smirked. "My dad'd kill you if he found out, you know." She added, smirking, making his face fall in horror. She skipped past the group of boys to the girls' bathrooms, and clicked the door shut behind her. She hung a towel and some clean clothes on a rack provided, and stepped into the shower. She let the hot water relax all of her muscles, before stepping out and drying. She dressed, and then headed outside, wrapping her clothes into a bundle with the towel. She carried it slowlythrough the common room, and up to her dormitory, where she put her bundle into her trunk. She brushed her hair, and marvelled at her reflection once more. Then she danced down the steps and stood on the last step of the girl's staircase to their dormitory. Harry Potter was sat, yet again staring at her. Most people didn't seem to notice her, so she winked at Harry and beckoned for him to follow her.

"What?" Harry gasped as he was pulled outside, near a shaded and secluded birch tree near the lake. "Rosaline.."

Rosaline had taken off her tights and her shoes, and she paddled her feet in the water, her legs showing in the morning sunlight. Harry sat next to her, and simply stared as she giggled at a little fish that had nibbled her toe.

"You know, Harry," Rosaline said, smiling. "I think we could stay like this forever and neither of us would mind."

Harry beamed. "What makes you say that?" He asked, laughing.

Rosaline raised and eyebrow and wrapped her arms around his neck tenderly and lovingly. "Will this; answer it?" She placed a long, soft kiss upon his own lips, noticing how he quickly responded to the kiss. It seemed to last hours before they broke apart, blushing and giggling. They hugged and stayed like that all through the morning until lunch. They walked together, hand in hand, and when they made their way to the great hall, Professor Snape was noticed by most to glare, but everyone else seemed surprised. Seamus looked like he had been beaten by a beater's bat across the head several times as he stared at the couple. They sat down, and Draco Malfoy from the Slytherin table caught her eye. He grinned, eager to impress the daughter of the man his father deemed worthy of being a high status member of the ministry. She winked at him and he stared at her, much the way way Harry had done. Speaking of Harry, Rosaline had placed her head on his shoulder and he put an arm around her waist protectively. Hermione beamed at them as she sat across from the two, rolling her eyes at Ronald Weasley, who'd been trying to catch her eye whilst stuffing his face disgustingly, causing Rosaline to cringe.

Harry Potter and Rosaline Snape were dating and the only people who seemed to care were Draco Malfoy, Seamus Finnigan and Severus Snape, who called Rosaline to his office the next day.

"Do you realise what you're doing?" He sighed, putting his head in his hands.

"I do. I'm dating the one they call 'The Boy Who Lived'." She giggled, causing Severus to frown.

Rosaline looked at him, and stood up, surprising him.

"You're leaving?" he asked, sighing. That week had been hard on him and he wanted to spend a while with his daughter.

"It's dinner," She pointed out. Severus jumped and stood up hastily, causing papers to fly everywhere. "By the way," She added, frowning, "Seamus Finnigan kissed me against my will earlier. Just thought you should know.." This caused Severus to seethe with anger. Against her will? His own daughter? He did not like the sound of that one bit.

Students kept their retorts in as Severus and Rosaline Snape walked down to dinner. They chatted, but as they reached the bottom of the staircase that led to Gryffindor tower, Harry met Rosaline and she jauntily waved goodbye before falling into step with Harry, with their arms around eachother and Rosaline's head on his shoulder.

Severus watched them go, and he wondered whether his feelings towards Harry may actually be biased – or not.

Rosaline went back to her dorm to find a smooth, blue drink in a beautiful bottle on her bed, along with a note. She picked it up and read it.

Rosaline,

Please accept my dearest apologies for being a prat when we first met. I think you are the most beautiful girl in the world, and you can do way better than Potter.

Love from:

The name was smudged, so Rosaline put down the note and opened the bottle. She sniffed it warily, and what she smelled made her legs weak. It was melted chocolate, roasted nuts and... Well, she didn't even know. She just knew it had something vaguely to do with books. She thought for a while, then took a sip. When she did, her senses were numbed and all she could think of was one boy...

At dinner, Rosaline sat down at Gryffindor Table, as usual, and sat next to Harry, as usual. But what wasn't usual was her staring at the other end, at a certain Mr. Finnigan, who was watching her closely.

As was Severus.

After dinner, Harry tugged Rosaline's arm.

"Rosa, we have potions."

"You go on ahead, I'll catch up..."

Rosaline was staring into space, hardly listening. If she had been, alarm bells would have been ringing at the thought of Potions. However, she was not.

So they didn't.

The great hall slowly emptied, and Rosaline walked slowly, in a daze. Seamus caught up with her, his eyes shining.

"Hi, Rosaline," He said breathlessly. "How are you?"

"F-Fi-Fine.." She stuttered, not looking the boy in the eye. He lifted her head up, and they started to kiss, in plain view of anyone who were to walk down that corridor.

And who else were to walk down than none other than Severus?

"Rosaline, where are you? Rosali-"

He stared at the two, his mind fuzzy. He suddenly pieced it together – The dazed, faraway look in her eyes, the staring, this kiss... He must have her under a potion, he thought. A love potion, perhaps?

Severus' blood boiled, and stormed noisily down the corridor at them, splitting them apart.

"Professor Snape!" Seamus gasped, his eyes stills hining. Snape glared.

"What have you done to her?" He snarled, whirling him around to Rosaline, who was smiling vacantly at Severus.

"Hi, Dad..."

Severus felt a small lump in his throat as she called her "Dad", but he pushed those feelings away for later. More important matters were at hand.

"Explain yourself!" He shouted at Seamus, who's shining eyes were full of fear.

"Honestly, Professor, we were just ki-"

"She told me what you did to her this morning! And you now go ahead and administer a love potion! Where did you get it?"

Seamus cowered away, and started to sob.

"A fourth year was selling them, and I couldn't resist it! I'm sorry, Professor!"

"You kissed her against her will this morning. Explain!"

"It was a joke..." Seamus tried, with no luck.

"Detention, Mr. Finnigan. Every evening until I say otherwise."

Seamus drooped, and his eyes fell to the floor. "Yes, Professor."

He drooped off in the direction of the dungeons, which, Severus realised with a jolt, was his Potion's class that he'd abandoned. He patronused for a spare teacher to come in and handle the class for a while, as the Love potion was incredibly strong at present time.

"Dad?" Rosaline said, slipping her hand into his. The touch of her hand made the lump rise in his throat again, and he could feel tears threatening to pour.

"Yes, Rosaline?"

"The blue drink tasted nice."

"What blue drink, Rosaline?" Severus said, eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"The one on my bed!" Rosaline said and Severus blinked, before walking towards Gryffindor tower.

"Show me."

Severus waited outside, whilt Rosaline walked inside the common room, and into the dormitories. She picked up the bottle, and carried it back to Severus. He yelped when he read the writing on the small bottle.

"Merlin! This is quite a strong love potion..." He added to himself, looking alarmedly at Rosaline, who was walking after a moth, which was fluttering around. He thought for a while, watching her jumping after it like a child. He couldn't leave her like this, could he? No. He had a spare room in his office, she could stay there...

"Dad, I caught the moth! I caught it!"

Severus smiled, and turned to her. "Well done, Rosaline..."

He patronused another message to Dumbledore, asking him to meet them at his own office.

"Come along, Rosaline." She took him by the hand and he led the way, blinking and giggling at nothing at all, alarming Severus more and more by the minute. They arrived at Severus' office Dumbledore already being present. Rosaline sat down on an armchair and giggled at a beetle on the arm of it, talking to it. Severus turned to Dumbledore, who frowned.

"Yes, there certainly does seem to be something wrong. What do you suggest?" Dumbledore said, his usually twinkling eyes dim and worried.

"My initial idea was the hospital wing..."

"But you wouldn't agree to it. In fact, you'd rather her stay here, wouldn't you?" Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling for a moment. Severus grimanced.

"Yes, my dear boy, I know. And I approve – Rosaline may stay here if she needs to."

Severus jumped up, and automatically looked at Rosaline who was now curled up asleep on the armchair like a little cat, a small smile playing on her soft lips.

Severus watched her, with concern yet love clear in his eyes, and Dumbledore coughed slightly.

"I'll go, then."

He whisked away, the door clicking behind him. Severus picked up Rosaline, and took her to the spare room, with a rose-gold duvet. He layed her on the bed, and noticed her robes. He decided that she wouldn't mind too much if he dressed her, in this state. He carefully took off the robes, and put on pyjamas, removing underwear unseeingly as he did so. He folded them up and placed them neatly on a chair, and tucked her up. Her eyes flcikered open as Severus turned his back, and as he was at the door, she croaked out at him.

"Hello."

Severus turned abruptly and walked voer to the bed again, observing her. She was pale, fragile, and sad.

"Want anything?" He asked, and she nodded jerkily.

"Water."

Severus nodded, and turned and whisked out of the room, returning a minute later with a bottle of water. He handed it to her, and she went to drink. Severus stopped her only to sit her up against pillows, and then she drank deeply. He sat on the end of the bed and waited until she was finished, and then spoke.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, and Rosaline looked at him.

"Like death itself." Her voice was dry and croaky, sending a shiver down Severus' spine. He didn't like the sound of that.

"I take it you're feeling a bit more yourself?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" She said, then it dawned on her. She wiped her lips. "I kissed Finnigan! EW!"

Severus grinned. "He's in detention."

"For how long?"

"For however long I decide."

"Okay." She still looked weak, but she smiled.

She then looked down at her PJs, and then at the robes and underwear folded on the chair. She hid her face in her hands, and crawled under the duvet, pulling her pillows and water bottle with her.

Severus frowned for a moment, and pulled up some of the covers to reveal a red faced Rosaline.

"You changed me, didn't you?" She said, sipping her water after every sentence, he noticed. Severus nodded.

"I didn't see you. I did change you as a baby, though," He said, now smirking. She pulled the cover tight down again.

"Don't remind me."

Severus laughed, and pulled up the blanket once more. "Do you want anything else?" He said, using just his eyes to look under the blanket at a curled up Rosaline, hugging her knees.

"Can I... Hug you?" She said, her eyes bright. He nodded, and she crawled up towards the pillows. Severus sat next to them, and Rosaline wrapped her arms around his shoulders and clung on like she never wanted to let go.

She was soon asleep.

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