Snape had never been in such a mood. "First-years screwing up a simple potion. Damn classroom will be smelling like strawberries for the next two months," he thought angrily.

He stormed into the Great Hall and straight up the staff table. He took his normal seat and began filling his plate. Students continued to talk and file into the room.

He slowly began to eat. "What I wouldn't give for some spaghetti right now," he thought.

He heard the doors to the Great Hall open again, but didn't look up. "Probably some more students," he thought. Then he heard a familiar sound. He couldn't place it.

He looked up to see the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Molly Connor, walking up to the staff table with another woman.

She looked similar to Molly, but different. Her hair was lighter and she was slightly older. Then she laughed and Snape almost fell out of his chair.

"That laugh…I remember it now," he thought. He could feel his heart pounding and for the first time since Voldemort's defeat, he felt afraid.

He wished he wasn't here right now, anywhere but in the Great Hall. He kept his head down, hoping that she didn't see him.

Serina was finally loosing up. Molly was telling her about her classes and about some of the professors she had met.

"There is Hagrid, the Care of Magical Creatures professor. He is really funny, just doesn't have any common sense when choosing which animals to introduce his classes too." Serina laughed.

"Oh, and last but not least, there is Professor Snape." Serina stopped in her tracks. Her heart began to race and felt like she couldn't breath. "Certainly not…" she thought.

"The students call him the 'Bat of the Dungeons' because he is always down there making potions. He is supposed to be quite brilliant. Oh, there he is at the staff table."

Serina looked up, praying that the Snape her daughter was mentioning was blonde and fat, but alas it wasn't so. There sat Professor Snape, long, black hair framing his face with his big nose and intense eyes at the end of the staff table in his typical black robes.

Serina began to hyperventilate. Molly's eyes began to widen with worry. "Mom? Are you okay?"

Serina fainted.

She ran as fast as she could, leaving the groceries lying where they had fallen. She could hear the voices behind her getting closer and closer.

She turned to look behind her when she ran into something hard. She started to fall backwards, but an arm snaked around her waist pulling her up.

"Are you okay?" someone said with a silky voice. She looked up at the mysterious person. She was instantly lost in a pair of black endless eyes.

"They were chasing me," she said. The eyes looked over her head at the men approaching. The man holding her close lifted his hand and said something she didn't understand.

She turned and saw the men chasing her on the ground. She looked back into the black eyes.

"What happened?" she asked. "They won't bother you anymore," the man said. He released her and started to walk away. She grabbed his arm.

"Thank you," she said. She looked up into his face. His black hair framed his face and brought out his dark eyes. He was truly amazing to look at. He was different then anyone she had ever seen.

"Your welcome," he replied staring into her eyes. "My name is Serina Connor. What's yours?"

The man seemed hesitant to answer. "I only want to know the name of the man who saved my life, nothing more."

He looked back up at her and stared directly into her eyes, almost like he was peering into her soul.

"Severus Snape," he said finally.

Serina's eyes bolted open and she sat straight up. She was breathing heavily. Molly looked at her mother strangely.

"Mom? What the hell happened in there? You just fainted. I haven't seen you do that in years since…since Tony tried to hurt you."

Serina nodded. The memory of Tony, her boss who would have beaten her if it weren't for her daughter's extraordinary powers, came back into her head, and quickly left as she remembered the reason for her little fainting spell.

"Where is Dumbledore?" Serina asked getting up out of the bed. Molly stood slowly and looked at her mother with surprise.

"Probably in his office, why?" Serina didn't stop to answer, she just started heading for his office. Molly ran to catch up with her.

"Mom, tell me what is going on. Why the hell do you need to see Dumbledore, and why did you faint today?"

Serina didn't slow down. "I have to leave this place. I need to give up my position as a professor here. I can't stay. My fainting today proved that. I can't stay here with…" She said no more, but kept walking.

Molly grabbed her mother by the shoulders and stopped her.

"No, mother. We are going to have a little discussion right now. I want to know what the fuck is going on!"

Serina looked at her daughter in surprise. Never once had she heard such anger from Molly, at least not directed at her.

She looked at her daughter, studying her. "She is so like her father, even looks like him a little," she thought. Serina took a deep breath before nodding.

"You're right. It is time I told you about your father, everything about him."

Serina took her daughter to her classroom and sat her down.

"I met your father over twenty years ago, his name was Severus Snape…"