Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Duh much.

WPB: In the first chapter where it said 'acid met mercury', please mentally change to 'amber met silver'. thank you. Sorry for the mistake. I'm a crappy writer.

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After the initial blow up at the news (Sanura 's calm, slightly bemused expression, Draco complaining about bad timing and late decisions. Not to mention the fevered insistence that they refurnished his friends wardrobe "All black and completely boring. Are you trying to be like Severus!) they all decided to go see Dumbledore. After all, it would be best for him to get used to seeing new people if he was going to attend a school of well over three hundred. Today the other teachers, tomorrow Diagon Alley.

"Does he know we're coming?" asked Draco for the thousandth time. "I don't want to go all the way there if he doesn't even know about it."

Severus pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance. "What do you want from me Draco?" he sighed. "I fire called him five minutes ago. In another five minutes we'll be in front of the desk, fending off the oldest living lemon drop pusher in existence."

"Besides, Draco, it isn't as if we're particularly going out of our way. It is Floo after all." said Lucius.

"Whatever. I'm just worried is all."

"I don't see why."

"It will be the first time Sanura 's met someone new since he was six!"

"He doesn't seem too worried."

Draco looked at his friend. He was sitting on the arm of the comfortable, plush black couch, petting one of the newborn kittens. "It just hasn't sunk in yet."

Lucius rolled his eyes, looking to Severus. "I think he's had time to call up all of the other teachers by now. What do you say we get going?"

He nodded slowly. "Yes. Fine. Sanura, put the cat down and lets go."

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Minerva McGonagall stood stiffly by the Headmaster's desk, sharp eyes watching the fireplace unblinkingly. They'd be here any minute. One new student and three old. To think that Severus would trust a Death Eater to keep his son safe from the Dark Lord but not her! Honestly, she had been so certain that she had finally reached the younger professor, too! She thought that he had better judgment than that! It was a miracle the child was still alive.

At this her thoughts took an unpleasant turn. What in the world would this child be like? Having it's only influences from a Death Eater, Severus Snape, and Draco Malfoy he was undoubtedly going to be a handful. Arrogant and cunning, definitely. Likely equipped with a silver tongue and biting wit. He'd be one to watch out for. A Slytherin all the way.

The fire flared up and the congregation of teachers became stiff and silent. First came Severus, then came then came Lucius, followed by mini Lucius, a.k.a. Draco. Each of them sent glares at the teachers, though Lucius' was a bit less serious looking, and they all turned to watch the fire. There was hardly a seconds delay before it flared up once more, dispelling someone in black cloth. Draco caught whomever it was before they could flatten their nose on the carpet, helping them right themselves.

There was a collective gasp as they got their first real look at the child. Even Albus seemed surprised. They had all expected a miniature version of Severus, or at least a Draco spin off, but nothing like this. The child was tiny, a far cry from the Potions Master's six foot four, and though it seemed to have inherited it's father's thick black hair and pale skin, everything else was completely foreign. His hair, which just reached his shoulders, was pulled back low on his head, a few stray locks escaping to frame his face. Fashionable rectangular glasses sat in front of amber eyes, and full red lips curved into a sweet, completely innocent smile. A lean, feminine figure, not unlike that of a gymnast was completely unhidden in black silk dress pants, shirt, and shoes. If Albus hadn't told her that this was Severus' son, and a sixteen year old at that, she would have been completely confidant that she was looking at a third year girl.

Albus was the first to break out of his reverie. "Ah. Younger Mr. Snape I presume?"

The boy's only response was a quick nod. He seemed as interested in the teachers as the teachers were of him.

"You're name is Sanura, right?"

Another nod. He was shy.

"So… how do you feel about joining our school?"

A slight shrug of tiny little shoulders. One small hand moved and was placed against his stomach, the move almost hidden beneath the(black)cloak.

Not from Poppy though. She bustled over, looking down at him worriedly. Honestly, she was such a mother-hen! "Oh are you alright? Does you're stomach hurt?"

Sanura 's eyes widened and he shook his head rapidly. It looked as if he said something, but it was entirely too quiet for Minerva to catch.

Severus made a growling noise as Poppy continued to pester the obviously frightened boy. "Sanura…" he growled, his voice threatening enough that even Poppy froze. "What did I tell you before we came?"

Sanura blushed. He looked just enough like his father to make the effect surprising. "To put Mii down." he said in a small, cute voice. He couldn't possibly be 16! It sounded like he hadn't even hit puberty!

"And what did you do?"

"I put Mii down."

"Then what is beneath your shirt?"

"Aiko."

"And why did you bring it if you knew I didn't want you to?"

"Because you only said you didn't want me to bring Mii."

Minerva fought desperately not to laugh out loud. Yes, definitely Severus' child. All misgivings disappearing, Minerva stepped foreword holding out her slightly wrinkled hand. "Hello Sanura." she said warmly, as he pulled a tiny brown-eyed kitten from his shirt. "My name is Minerva McGonagall."

He nodded, not taking it. "That's a nice name." he said.

"Thank you. It was my mothers name as well."

"Oh."

"I am the Transfiguration teacher here. I'm also the Gryffindor Head of House."

"I know how to do transfiguration." he said timidly. Draco snorted loudly, but was ignored.

"Why don't you show me? That way I can judge about how far along you are."

"What should I do?"

"Try and turn…….this chair here into something else. Anything."

"Right." Sanura looked at it, flicked his wrist, and suddenly they were faced by a large, friendly panther.

"He can do wandless magic?" hissed Dumbledore.

"He harnessed it when he was four." shrugged Snape. "My best guess it that he was figured out how to direct his accidental magic somehow. He's quite a match for Draco, despite a lack of wand."

Draco stepped up beside his life-long friend. "I visit him each and every weekend, and he borrows all my textbooks. He finished Standard Book of Spells Grade Seven in my fourth year. He actually has to help me sometimes."

"That's astounding!" squeaked Flitwick, hopping over to inspect the boy. "I simply can't wait to observe him in the classroom!"

Sanura gave the man a timid smile, stepping back a bit. "Ok."

"Do ye know sumthin' 'bout creatures?" asked Hagrid, who had been on the other side of the room. Sanura squeaked, jumping a foot in the air, before quickly turning to the large man. Minerva wondered how he could possibly have missed him in the first place.

"I-I know a little about them. But not much more than was in The Monster Book of Monsters. Are you the one that teaches about them? Because I'd really like to learn….."

Hagrid 's face broke into a huge grin. "O course! I'm Hagrid, and I teach the young'ns all bout creatures! I jes love 'em!"

Sanura went through all the introductions, until he was finally in front of Dumbledore. "Hello."

"It is nice to formally meet you, Sanura. I am Headmaster Dumbledore."

Sanura nodded, cocking his head to the side, seemingly looking the wizened old man up and down, before finally nodding. "I don't like you." he stated matter-of-factly, before turning to his smirking Godfather. "Lucius, can we go now?"

Lucius looked around at the flabbergasted faces before nodding and patting the odd little boy on the head. "Certainly. Draco, Severus, I believe it is time we take our leave." and with nothing more than that the foursome entered the fire and disappeared to Malfoy Manor.

There was a pregnant silence as the members of the room stared at the now-empty grate, before all eyes shifted to Dumbledore. Upon his face was the single most childish look of surprise that everyone in the room burst into laughter, tears of mirth shining in their eyes as they imagined what the new school year would be like.

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There, did it. The thing's been two sentences away from being finished for, like, a month now but I just wasn't in the mood to finish it. I AM LAZY! SCREW OFF! Mostly I did it though cuz NO ONE WAS REVIEWING!

Read and review or else I swear I'll do this again!