Severus Snape had faced Lord Voldemort, spied on the dark wizard nonetheless. He lied and tricked both sides of the war, playing puppet to Dumbledore's plan for the "greater good." Yet he had never faced this monster. He backed away, his hand reaching for wand before withdrawing his hand away. He attempted shushing the beast, his hands outstretched, palms facing the beast. Severus glanced around, praying for help to arrive. He turned an eye back to the snot-covered monster, who let out another earsplitting, headache-inducing scream.

"Molly!"

"Busy," shouted back his wife. "Who's crying?"

"I don't know, a grandkid," Severus shouted back, as the kid stumbled over to Severus and buried his head in Severus' robes. "Redhair… has the surname of Weasley!"

"Oh, that one," Molly yelled sarcastically. "That leaves off George's and Ginny's kids. Which one?"

"Just help me," Severus said with a strange, wild look in his eyes that one would never imagine Severus Snape to ever possess. He patted the child's red curls in an attempt to soothe him. The muffled screams relieved, but the sobs and hiccups continued.

"You're a grown man, Severus Snape," Molly said. "I'm very busy."

So, Severus stood in the kitchen with a crying Weasley grandchild sobbing into his robes. He shuffled, with the Weasley spawn, to the dining table. He weighed the pros and cons of silencing the child's wailing, and then decided not to at the terrifying image of Molly Weasley and the child's mother particularly if it was Hermione or Fleur's child.

"Look," he said, speaking slow and in a low voice for the child. "Look, Kid, magic." With a wave of his wand, sparks of gold emitted into the air. The child looked up, gave a small smile, and started whimpering when it was gone. Severus sighed, exhaustion setting in. He looked around, before spying a muggle CD of The Beatles. He flipped it over, running a finger over the song list before magicking the CD into the muggle radio that one of the kids has given them.

"Which song, which song," he murmured, changing the channel by his wand. "Lucy in the Sky of Diamond… one of you is Lucy… are you Lucy?" He looked at the child, before shaking his head. "Can't be. You're a boy." He mused again as the boy cries, snot dripping to Severus' robes. "Hey Jude?"

The boy, Hugo, hiccupped. He looked around as the lyrics of "Hey Jude" seeped out of the radio. He looked up at Grandpa Severus with a smile.

"You like this song," Severus sighed with relief. "Lily liked this song too. Anything Paul McCartney wrote, she liked." He gave a soft, uncharacteristic chuckle. With all of his and James' fight to win Lily's affections, none of them would've won if Paul McCartney went to Hogwarts. "Wh-what?"

"Again, Grandpa, again," Hugo said, bouncing on Severus' knees. "Again!"

"Told you, you've got it," came the amused voice of Molly.

"Yes," he began to say, before his eyes narrowed. "You were knitting? Knitting while this boy was screaming? What kind of grandmother are you?"

"A grandmother trying to finish Christmas sweaters," Molly said nonchalantly, returning to her knitting as she pulled up a chair. "Five more months to go and I keep getting more sweaters to make. Teddy told me he has a friend, who's not going home for Christmas! Can you imagine?"

Next Scene

"Hey, Gramps," came the uninvited voice of James Potter in Severus' lab.

"Hello, Potter," Severus said with a tight smile, his focus strictly on the vials.

"Did Dad tell you what house I got in?"

"Gryffindor."

"I was so excited," the boy said. "Next year, I'm going to try out for Quidditch. I'm thinking about chaser. I know Dad's a seeker, but I think I'm a chaser like Mum. What do ya think?"

Severus sat down his vial with a humph. He turned to his step-grandson, noting the similar mischievous glint in his eyes. All the years that Severus insisted that Harry was his father's reincarnation was tossed out of the window when Harry's son was born. The glint, the jokes, and the persistent annoyance that the boy holds shares remarkable qualities with the boy's paternal grandfather.

"Chaser sounds marvelous."

"Thanks, Grandpa," James said, the glint in his eyes. "I love you, Gramps. You always know how to encourage me." With that, the boy left the lab with Severus groaning.

Next Scene

Harry and Severus met outside. Harry held a baby, snuggly wrapped in an emerald green blanket. "Professor, meet Albus Severus Potter."

Before Severus knew it, the baby was in his arms. He stared at the sleeping baby, mesmerized at how small and innocent he looked. The baby squirmed slightly, Severus tensed up afraid he'll drop the baby.

"You're not going to drop him."

Severus scowled, meeting Harry's eyes. "I know that, and Albus Severus is a terrible name. Kids are going to insult him."

"We can call him Al."

"His name is not going to make me like him." Severus said. "He's still a Potter."

"I know."

"Wipe that smile off, Potter," Severus scowled, before turning his attention back to Albus. His features softened toward the baby and a smile crept to his face when Albus awoke. "His eyes are…"

"Hazel-ish," Harry answered. "The healer thinks he's going to have green like mine."

"Well, congratulations," Severus said, returning back to his stoicism and handing the baby back to his father. "Green suits him well."

Next Scene

"Grandpa, James' being mean," little Lily cried, running to Severus one summer morning. Tear and snot-covered, Severus wordlessly took Lily by the hand and lead her to his lab to give her a little something for revenge.

-Next Scene-

"I used to scare you."

"No, you didn't," seventeen-years-old Teddy said with a smile, his hair changing to a soft brown color to a bubblegum pink, before compromising to a mixture of the two. "Well, maybe at one time. But not after Harry told me, you do care for me. That you and my dad never got along and that why you call me "the werewolf's son." You're the only one who can call me that, Grandpa."

"Is there a reason for this annoyance?"

"Yes, I'm older now, Grandpa, and it is time to know the truth," Teddy said, hopping up on the counter. Severus blinked. "Why do you treat James, Al, Lily, and myself differently than the others?"

"I do not," Severus denied.

"Yeah, you do," Teddy said. "You tolerate their cousins. Sure, you have relationships with them, but for the most part you aren't terribly close. That's okay." The boy opened a drawer, pulling out a granola bar. "With James, you act like he did something."

"He probably did."

"Probably true," Teddy laughed. "But, you still act like that around him. With Al, you act like you're offended and annoyed by being his namesakes, but in actuality, if I daresay, you're touched. You enjoy the fact that Albus Severus Potter is named after you." Severus opened his mouth, Teddy held up his hand. "And with Lily? She can do know wrong. It makes no sense. Lily's the most mischievous little girl I have ever known. Yet, Lily got you wrap around her pinky. I pity the day, Lily ever date – ah, on second thought, she's not allowed to date." Teddy hopped off the counter, abandoning the granola bar wrapper on the counter. "So, Grandpa, why?"

"You left yourself out."

"Our relationship is between yours with James' and Al's." Teddy said after a brief pause. "You're annoyed by me, but not to the intensity that you are with James. Probably due to the fact that my dad never took, well you know."

Severus nodded; unsure of what response he should go for. He smiled, "You are so like your father, Lupin."

"Really?" Teddy grinned. "So, is it true? Do you like the four of us more, Grandpa?"

"A grandpa never reveals," Severus said smirking, before turning with his robes billowing leaving his pseudo grandson to his thoughts. Perhaps, he does treat the Lupin and Potter grandkids differently. Perhaps, Teddy's protectiveness to his "siblings" reminded Severus of Remus' loyalty to his friends. Perhaps, James' bravery and jokes reminded Severus of Harry's father James' ability to help those in needs, to bring comfort to others. Perhaps, Albus' middle name brought Severus' hope that he really has changed. Perhaps, Lily's admiration toward him reminded Severus of his old friend Lily's friendship and pure heart. Perhaps, Severus does love those four kids, against his better judgment, because deep down he have always longed for companions with those qualities, and Teddy, James, Albus, and Lily gave him that second chance.