Fifty Points from Griffindor

Snape crept silently into the room watching the fire play innocently with the highlights in her hair as she read.

"Not in bed yet?" he whispered darkly.

"Not when I have work to finish, Professor."

"Ignoring curfew again Miss Granger! Fifty point from Gryffindor."

She began to protest as an explosion filled the air. "MUM! DAD! HELP! ALBUS BLEW UP THE LABORATORY AGAIN!"

Shaking her head Hermione watched as Snape ran a hand across his face. "I still think we should have named him Neville. You're sure he's mine aren't you?"

"You are unbelievable." She laughed walking down the hall.