Hermione watched all the first years walk towards the sorting hat. She
smiled encouragingly at the little boy with black hair, black eyes, and who
was rather tall. He gave her a thumbs up sign and she returned it. She was
sitting at the teacher's table with her fellow teachers. She had begun to
teach Potions after her husband has died and her son had grown old enough
to be taken care of by a babysitter.
"Snape, Severus!" Professor McGonagal called out.
The little boy walked to the stool, grinning at his mother. He sat down. Hermione waited. And waited. And waited. The sorting hat couldn't seem to make up it's mind. Well, what did you expect when he was a son of a Gryffindor and a Slytherin. Finally it called out,
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Hermione clapped the loudest of all in the Great Hall. She wished Severus was here. She knew what his reaction would have been. He would have really freaked out that any son of his had been put into Gryffindor.
The rest of the children were sorted and then the feast began. Hermione watched her son, a proud smile on her face. Her son was a Gryffindor! It had all happened so quickly. It was a Saturday that Severus had proposed to Hermione. Then on Monday they got married and then had a small honeymoon. They spent it all in Severus' quarters just glad to be together. Then on that Thursday he had died. Hermione still remembered the pain. It had hurt.
A few weeks later, she found out she was with child.
Severus' child.
She had been so happy, she had cried. She still had some of Severus with her.
And now she had watched her son being sorted into Gryffindor. She was proud beyond belief.
She knew Severus would always be with her, but with her son here, she had some of him physically with her. She loved her son. She still loved Severus.
And she always would.
The End
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"Snape, Severus!" Professor McGonagal called out.
The little boy walked to the stool, grinning at his mother. He sat down. Hermione waited. And waited. And waited. The sorting hat couldn't seem to make up it's mind. Well, what did you expect when he was a son of a Gryffindor and a Slytherin. Finally it called out,
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Hermione clapped the loudest of all in the Great Hall. She wished Severus was here. She knew what his reaction would have been. He would have really freaked out that any son of his had been put into Gryffindor.
The rest of the children were sorted and then the feast began. Hermione watched her son, a proud smile on her face. Her son was a Gryffindor! It had all happened so quickly. It was a Saturday that Severus had proposed to Hermione. Then on Monday they got married and then had a small honeymoon. They spent it all in Severus' quarters just glad to be together. Then on that Thursday he had died. Hermione still remembered the pain. It had hurt.
A few weeks later, she found out she was with child.
Severus' child.
She had been so happy, she had cried. She still had some of Severus with her.
And now she had watched her son being sorted into Gryffindor. She was proud beyond belief.
She knew Severus would always be with her, but with her son here, she had some of him physically with her. She loved her son. She still loved Severus.
And she always would.
The End
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I'M DONE!!! I can't believe it! I was only planning on writing 20 chapters. I will make a Sequel! Believe me! I really hope you liked it!