Disclaimer I still own nothing. These characters are the product of JK Rowlings imagination, not mine.
When they arrived in his room, Snape turned to Seraphina, "These are my private chambers, only I can access them, it is safe to speak. What are you doing here?"
"I was worried about you." she said, embracing him.
He touched the glowing red mark on her cheek. "Did the Order send you?"
"No, they don't know where I am, nor do they trust me anymore. After you left, it was obvious that my loyalties still lay with you. Severus, I know that whatever happened between you and Dumbledore that night, you were following his orders. I also know it's best that, that is all I know."
"You're a parseltongue, why didn't you tell me?"
"It's the sign of a dark witch, you know that as well as I. I never told anyone about it, only my mother knew." She sighed.
"But you aren't dark."
"That's not what my family thought."
"What?"
She sighed, "The couple who raised me, John and Tara Pope, it isn't their blood running through my veins. The day I was born, my grandmother gave me to Tara, a squib, and her muggle husband, they had just lost their child. My grandmother, I was told, was a great prophetess, she foresaw that I would do great evil at my father's bidding, so they sent me away once I was born. Nice, huh?"
"Who was your father?"
"I don't know." She looked at her feet, "Severus, I'm frightened."
"You should be, I don't know what the dark lord has in mind, but he seems very interested in you."
"It isn't me I'm worried about." She rubbed her stomach and looked into Snape's eyes.
He stared at her, "Are you...?"