Disclaimer: I own Sophie, Celia and Nick. Everything else belongs to JKRowling and Warner Brothers.

Chapter 2

Saturday came a lot more quickly than expected, and soon enough, the red headed boy was appearing in her hearth in a suit and tie with two bouquets of flowers, one in each hand.

"Nick!" Sophie squealed, giving him a hug. "How are you? I missed you."

"I'm fine, I missed you too." Nick said trying mot to offend his professor in any way. "Er, these are for you, Mrs. Snape." He held out a bouquet of pink carnations for her, which she took with a smile. "And these are for you, Sophie." He gave the other bouquet, consisting of white lilies, to Sophie. Nick looked cautiously to the father, and extended a hand. "Good evening, sir."

Snape shook his hand forebodingly slow, and replied, "Good evening, Mr. Weasley."

"So." Sophie said, cutting through the tension. "Why don't we go have dinner?"

"Yes, let's, but first, I'll go put our flowers in a vase." Celia said." You , go, and I'll be right there." She bent down to add in an undertone, "And keep and eye on your father."

Severus turned to go to the dining room, so that he was in profile, and making him more daunting than before, was the high collar of his gothic dress robes. He looked like a bloodthirsty vampire, the way he was looking at Nick.

Once everyone was seated, Nick and Sophie on one side of the table, and Severus and Celia on the other, conversation began. "So, Nicholas, how is your summer vacation going?" Celia asked.

"Oh, as usual. I've been taking turns with my sisters keeping an eye on my little brothers and sisters while my mom's at work. " Nick replied.

"And what of your, father?" Severus spat.

"He helps out, usually, but my mom just had another baby, the last, they claim, and he's been taking care of him all summer, so he's a bit preoccupied. He also has to go to work sometimes, so, it's always busy at my house."

"So how many brothers and sisters do you have?"

"13, 6 brothers, and 7 sisters."

"Oh, my that's quite a big family." Celia said politely.

"Your father finally gave up and started doing something any idiot could do?" Severus asked. "But I suppose that would involve your father having a –"
"Excuse me, sir." Said the house elf to Snape. "Dinner will only take a few more minutes to be served."

"That's quite fine, Sheila." Snape said curtly with a faint smirk playing across his lips. Nick's ears burned bright red, but willed himself to remain calm.

"Anyway, Nick, what do your parents do?" Celia asked.

"I thought it was quite apparent what they do, having had 14 children, dear." Snape said matter-of-factly.

"My father," he began through gritted teeth, "is the coach for the Spartans, and my mother is a healer at St. Mungo's."

"And what place are the Spartans in?" Snape asked, as though he was innocent.

"Second to last." Nick's temper was rising, and with his genes, that was not necessarily a good thing.

"And who, pray tell, is in last place?" Severus was determined to get on this boys nerves as much as possible. As long as he could get Nick to retaliate, he would have grounds to keep him away from his daughter.

"The Chudley Cannons."

"That's your father's favorite team, correct. I guess he wants to be just like them, but unfortunately, you just can't beat the originals."

"Yes, sir." Is all Nick could muster.

At that moment, four female house elves brought out their dinner. For a few moments there was silence, as everyone began to eat their dinners, the boys keeping an eye on eachother.

"Oh, Nick, I just remembered!" Sophie exclaimed, " I heard your mom won an award for finding a new cure for erm…. What was it? Oh, yes, Burping slugs." Sophie smiled at the red head next to her.

"Yeah." Nick replied, smiling slightly.

"Ah, yes, Miss. Granger was always exquisite at anything she tried. Did she use your father as a guinea pig? I heard in his second year he had that very problem. Then again, if he hadn't been talking back to a superior, then he wouldn't perhaps be having that problem." Snape said with a smirk.

"Draco Malfoy, " nick said through gritted teeth, " Was the same age, if not younger. His roots have nothing to do with superiority. As I am told, he was calling my mother rather vulgar names. He was only defending her." Nick was seething. "Professor." He spat.

"Ah, yes." Snape said smiling dreamily. "Young love. It was intriguing at first, cute, even. But then they started to skive off my classes to snog. And then they skived off my class to become a bit more involved. That's how you and your darling sister were conceived, as I remember it." Snape's smile was reminiscent to that of Dumbledore's. "What a pitty to have ruined their lives at such a young age. Your mother would have gone far. Possibly the next Minister of Magic. The minute I heard you were to be arriving, however, I knew htat would never happen."

"I'll have you know my parents are perfectly happy!" Nick said, allowing his anger to being to show. "And my mother would never be held back by anything! She had me and my sisters at a young age, but you know what she told me? She said she would never change it for the world, and you know what? She still has her time turner, so she could do it if she wanted!"

"My, Mr. Weasley, what a temper. However, that's a typical Gryffindor for you." Snape leaned back in his chair. "Yes, I remember your father having a temper too. Oh, and not to mention your uncles. My, I believe Fred, George, and Mr. Potter were kicked off the Quidditch team in the twins' seventh, and Potter's fifth year."

Nick had had enough. "My uncles were banned because of unfair circumstances! That cow of a teacher they had was absolutely EVIL!"

"My, my Sophie, allowing your boyfriend to talk to your father like this?" Snape said, smirking.

"You're the one egging him on, dad." She said venomously.

"Well then I suppose we're not very compatible. I suggest you end this relationship soon before it becomes nasty, lest you find the billionth Mr. Weasley I've had at St. Mungo's."
"Severus, you behave!" Celia said sternly.

"Bring it on, Professor!" Nick said icily.

"I intend to." Snape replied, pulling out his wand.

A/N: Oooh, cliff hanger. Srry I havent updated in a while, the next chapter should comeout sooner. read and review.