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Sometimes you have to let the bad in with the good. (That seems random but if you read it and understand then it had helped you in some way!)

Have faith in me. I know Snape's mother is not what you would except but you will see, all will become clear in time.

Read on…

Hermione quickly put her hand over her mouth. Why she had done it she had no idea. To stop herself from laughing maybe, to stop herself from gasping maybe, it was unclear.

Severus bent and kissed the black haired Molly look alike on the cheek.

"Mum…" Hermione once again covered her mouth.

The sound of mum coming for Severus's mouth had to have been the funniest thing she had ever heard. The giggles started to rake through her. She did her best to stop them but it was no good. "This is Hermione."

Both dark haired Snapes' turned to look at her. Severus raised an eyebrow when he saw her shoulders sake.

Was she really that nervous to meet his mother?

He put an arm around her shoulders, trying to convey that it is okay. She turned and looked directly at him. She wasn't nervous she was laughing! Her eyes told him so!

Hermione turned back to look at her mother in law.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs Snape." She said in the most polite voice she had.

The smaller women in front of her looked her over, from head to toe. What ever the older women was looking for she must have found it. Her face broke out into a smile.

"Oh, no dear the pleasure is all mine my dear. Hermione…hmmm…I'm not familiar with a Hermione family." Mrs Snape blinked up at her.

"Hermione is her first name mum." Snape pointed out.

Hermione once again felt the giggles.

"Of course it is!" Severus's mum gushed. "What would be your last name child?"

"Granger, miss." Hermione answered obediently.

"Oh please call me Rosemary. Granger…hmmm…I'm not familiar with this name either. You must be from over seas. Are you?"

"No I'm-"she started to say but Severus interrupted.

"Hermione is tired mum; I think I'm just going to take her up to our room."

"Of course, I am very sorry I never thought about It." her hand flew out and rested on Hermione's belly. "We wouldn't want you to get too tired."

Starring down at the intruders hand she thought of something to say. Something that was not rude but made her get her hand off of her now! But before she could come up with anything the hand was gone. Severus took her elbow and led her up the stairs to the main door and inside to the hall.

"Sorry." Severus mumbled.

Hermione looked up at him.

"She didn't even ask!" she sputtered.

Her husband sighed.

"My mother has lived by herself for a long time. She is not aware of the boundaries that people set up, or how to work round them."

Hermione looked away from him. They made there way up the stairs while she drowned in guilt. She had gotten so annoyed at the older women. But it was her fault. She should have made allowances. Rosemary was much older than her…much older than Severus. She should have been prepared.

Did she have boundaries up? Where they really that obvious? Where they that unfair?

Instead of running this through her head now, she looked at the portraits on the wall. There was many of an old man. He was tall and willowy. His grey hair hung to his shoulders, black eyes glared at you as you walked past.

"Is he your dad?" she asked as they walked past another of the old man.

"I beg your pardon you madam!" the portrait growled at her.

"No," Severus chuckled. "That's my Grandfather. I would tell you all there names but it will take to long now."

Hermione nodded. Her feet were hurting, which was just silly as they had hardy walked anywhere. Out of Hogwarts, then up the path to these stairs…stairs that didn't look like they were going to end any time soon. To add to all of that she was hungry. What she wouldn't give for a piece of toast just covered in melted butter. It would be so bad for her but would taste so good.

They past another portrait that made her stop and stare. A little boy with black hair and pale skin looked back at her. He sat in the middle of a room full of toy aeroplanes. This was strange as they were muggle made. But among them were brooms. It was a bizarre sight to behold. Magic and muggle muddled together.

The little boy had shoulder length black hair, held back with a black ribbon. He wore smart black robes. But his eyes were what got Hermione the most.

Beautify black eyes, full of warm passion. The kind of eyes you only found in dreams. But she had seen them before, Severus had those eyes. He didn't show them often but she saw them when he thought she wasn't looking.

"It's rude to stare." The boy painting said. His voice was higher pitched but it was clear that it was Severus's.

She turned to the full grown man next to her.

"That's you." She smiled and looked back at the picture. "What have you been doing?" she asked.

He looked back at her shyly and didn't answer.

"Have you been playing with Dasher?" she asked.

The boy turned and looked at her fully.

"You know Dasher!" he asked, his voice now full of excitement.

"No." she said softly. "But he does." She pointed to the grown Severus, who sighed and turned away.

"I'm going to prove to him I can fly later." The boy said proudly.

"You can fly!" Hermione dutifully said in delight.

"Sure can. Daddy doesn't want me too. He said that if I did that then he would-"

The wee boy was cut off by the older Severus taking her arm and practically dragging her further up the stairs.

"What's the matter with you?" Hermione asked. Not bothering to fight against him. He was twice her size not to mention she was really tired.

"Nothing, I just think you need some rest." He said.

She knew there was more to it. But at the moment she was willing to let it go. He would tell her when he was ready. She just hoped she wouldn't have to wait to long. Gryffindors were not known for there patience.

Okay then everybody. Another one bites the dust! Would just like to wish every one a Happy New Year! May it bring many happy times! But before you embark on all of those would you please leave a review…won't take you long. And it would make me one very happy writer!