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Sorry the update took a while, but real life got in the way and I'm not liking what I have to write…  This is short and I'm sorry, but as you'll see, I have a whole lot of angst to work through (I seriously need a beta if anyone's interested). Thanks all!

The Secret Life of Professor Snape

Anxiety

The teenagers continued to kiss in front of the roaring fire and Molly walked away from the banister to give them some privacy. She met Arthur in the hall and they walked to their room, hand in hand.

As Molly hung up her bathrobe she asked, "Should we even bother with asking them to sleep in different rooms?"

Arthur laid down on the bed, "According to Snape they shared a bed while at his home, Molly. I doubt we can convince them to separate now."

"Snape?" Molly questioned.

"Don't ask," Arthur replied.

"But Arthur, the children know what is going on now," Molly said with a trembling voice as she joined him.

"Yes they do," Arthur said assuredly. "They know that they are in love and that they are in danger of conceiving a child if they are not careful." Mrs. Weasley looked forlorn as her husband wrapped his arms around her. "Molly, that is Hermione Granger down there, remember? I doubt she will forget her responsibilities and duties because of hormones."

Molly raised her eyebrows. "Why shouldn't she?" she challenged. "I did." Mr. Weasley sighed as he held his wife closer and turned out the light.

Downstairs, Crookshanks lay on the sofa purring as Ron and Hermione were softly kissing each other. The couple lay on the floor in the living room under blankets and soft fire light. It was warm and quiet and the two were lost in the sensations of each other. They were so lost in fact, that they did not notice when Percy, Fred, and George walked into the room and saw them.

"Hermione Granger!" Fred and George shouted incredulously.

"Ronald Weasley!" Percy shouted indignantly.

Ron and Hermione jumped apart at the sounds of the boys voices. Ron turned red from his neck to his ears and Hermione glanced away, embarrassed. They were caught red handed and would never hear the end of it.

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Far away at St. Mongo's, the Snape family was going through the process of signing into the hospital. Severus held Tally as he filled out forms and handed them to Faustine to sign. Faustine was pale and withdrawn. She held Gus tightly and watched his fair face as he slept. Her magic was drained and her physical resources tapped. She knew what her husband was unwilling to admit, she knew that she was dying. She watched silently as Severus filled out paperwork and answered questions on her behalf for the healers. She wanted him to take her home so she could die there, but she knew that he needed to expend every resource and try every treatment before he was willing to give up hope. Her death would tear a whole in him, she only hoped that the whole would not destroy him.

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Sorry it's so short! I promise I'll get my act together soon and work hard on finishing up. I think I have about 2 or 3 chapters left in the story. I also have another story in process, it's a different take on Snape (who is one of my favorite characters), Harry and some original characters. It's called "The Best Made Plans" and I have a little teaser for those of you interested…

"Have a happy Chrismas Harry!" Ron and Hermione shouted as they boarded the carriages that would take them to the Hogwarts Express and then to their respective homes.

"You too!" Harry returned as he waved goodbye to his best friends. He watched the carriages pull away and sighed dismally, berating himself for refusing both of his friends offers to stay with their families during the holiday. He chose to stay at Hogwarts. He had to remember that.

As he walked through the corridors he noted the few students left at the school. The every changing stairwells were empty and echoed with his footsteps as he climbed up to Gryffindore tower. He entered the common room and plopped down on the sofa resting his eyes for the first time all day. His sixth year had been challenging for him as he felt the personal loss of his Godfather and the uncertainty of his own future. He threw himself into his studies, sports and friends—willing himself to be strong, but Christmas would provide him with a much needed respite and he planned to relax this holiday and spend much of it remembering and grieving for his beloved Sirius.

Ahh, the best made plans….

Later that evening, Harry looked out his window in the tower and saw a small shadowy carriage arrive, leaving two dark hooded figures at the gates. Both figures crept slowly onto the grounds and headed toward the school. Harry saw the figures and immediately broke out in a run heading out of the tower towards the ominous men. The figures made their way through the great doors at the entrance and Harry watched them from behind a pillar as he made ready his wand, following them as they headed towards Dumbledore's office. As the two approached the gargoyle they were each grabbed by the shoulder, turned around, and unmasked by the undeniably fierce Potion's Master. Harry jumped as he saw Severus Snape scowl at the teenagers before him. Both were tall and the girl wore an unfamiliar school uniform. The girl had long honey blond hair and ocean blue eyes. Her pale cheeks were flushed from the bitter cold of the outdoors and her lips were pursed in a devious smirk. The equally pale boy had a mop of curly brown hair and black orbs for eyes. He saw Snape and instantly beamed and threw his arms around the older man.

"Father!" he shouted with glee as Severus wrapped his arms around him protectively and held the young man. Harry muffled his gasp at the revelation, Snape had a son!

The Potions Master looked at the girl and scowled as he remembered his surroundings. "Sebastian Samuel Snape! You know better then to sneak into Hogwarts like this!" Harry's eyes opened wide with shock, hearing the confirmation of the young man's lineage.

Sebastian blushed and leaned away from Snape. "Sorry Dad…" Harry noted that the youth's voice carried a flat American accent, unlike his father.

"Shhh!" Severus interrupted him pushing the pair up the stairs to the office. "These walls have eyes and ears boy, let's get you into Albus' office before the entire school discovers that you are here." The teenagers chuckled as they were lead out of the corridor and into the office.

Harry stood and removed himself from his hiding place. He glared at the gargoyle and paced outside the office. 'So Snape has a son!' he thought to himself. 'Who was his mother? Where was he from and who was his striking companion?'

He, he, he… Hope you all are interested and read my new story when I put it up on ff. Thanks for all the great reviews, I appreciate them!