Chapter 2

Ginny's POV

Our wedding was EVERYTHING that mine and Harry's wasn't going to be! It was small; no, really small! We eloped! When I went home and told my family Severus and I got married, they were relieved! George stated; "The dungeon bat is a million times better than Malfoy!"

Severus still didn't want to deal with most of the wizarding world. Being pregnant, I was no longer able to play Quidditch, and living in the Muggle world seemed like an interesting adventure. He was still one of the most skilled potion masters of our age and he had spent the years making a nice amount of money selling what he made. He wanted to move from England and had chosen a location with conditions that were excellent for growing some rare potion ingredients. It was VERY MUGGLE there, but while he brewed I could write.

He insisted on having a large custom home built for us. I think he was maybe a bit insecure about what I had at Malfoy Manor. While our home was no Manor, it was a large five bedroom home. There was a kitchen that, I swear, could fit my whole family; wives and kids included. There was a large office that had room for him to run the business end of what he brewed, and lots of room for me to write. There was a three car garage with the third part set up with separate ventilation so Severus could use it to brew in. On the second floor, there were four of the five bedrooms, two of which were connected with a jack and jill bathroom. The master bedroom had a view of an area Severus would use to garden and featured a small lake. We had a couple acres of land, but other homes would be built nearby.

Fifteen years later;

Severus, the children, and I are in the kitchen. I'm fixing a salad.

Evangelina is fourteen and is a stunning beauty. She has her father's eyes, long hair that is the lightest shade of strawberry blond ever, she has my height, and her skin is flawless. She has already been asked to do some modeling. She's home for the summer after finishing her third year at Hogwarts. Due to the fact that both Severus and I are still citizens of England, Hogwarts is still a school the kids can attend.

Then there is our son, Wyatt. He is eleven and while his hair isn't as dark as his father's, he does have his father's eyes. If I had to say which of my brothers Wyatt reminded me of, I would say Bill. Ron and the twins were out instantly. Percy, too. So really, that leaves Bill and Charlie. Actually, Wyatt is his father all over, except for flying. Then he's like me. I recall walking into the bathroom on Christmas Eve when he was five to find every personal hygiene product I had was being mixed together in the sink because Wyatt was experimenting and making his own potion! Severus tried so hard not to beam with pride due to how mad I was, but there was no hiding the glint in his dark eyes.

Wyatt is opening his letter; my baby's Hogwarts letter! I glanced up as he started reading it and looked at Severus. He saw the tears in my eyes and gave me a small, understanding smile. He then reached for the list of books required for Wyatt's first year.

"Mom, I really got it!" Wyatt said excitedly.

"There was never a doubt in our minds!" I smiled at him. "Right dear?" I glanced at Severus, who doesn't look happy. "What is it?"

"Eva, may I see your list?" he asked Evangelina.

As she handed it to him, I teased; "Please don't tell me it's full of Lockhart books!"

He took his time reading her book list, and I allowed him his time. "Who is teaching Potions this coming year?" he asked.

"It was announced that Barker was retiring, but I don't know, Dad. Sorry."

"Severus, what is it?" I asked.

He handed me Eva's list. I read it, but am clearly missing something. I didn't spend seventeen years teaching Potions, though. "Honey?"

"Our fourth year daughter will be using the same book you used in your first year! My son may as well have one of those board books with the pages that can't rip!" He was furious.

"Kay dear, no worries. Now you know your plans for next summer," I teased, earning me a sneer.

"Ginevra," he used my proper name like my mother uses my middle name, "are you not concerned about our children's education?"

I smiled at him. "No, because I know on this matter you will ensure that they're going to get Os on their Owls and Newts. If you're really worried, perhaps you can either intimidate Neville into arranging a meeting between you and the new professor, or you could take on the post again yourself."

"You cheeky witch."

"Can we have dinner so we can head to the Klacks' fire and I can have my last sleepover of the year?" Eva requested.

We have made a good life living with Muggles. The hardest part was getting Severus to dress Muggle, but now he wears mostly designer jeans that are a real nice fit on him and still mostly black, simple t-shirts, and a sports blazer. Living Muggle and not under the threat of Voldemort has relaxed him a lot.

Tomorrow we will head to London, and then Severus and I will be enjoying ten days in Europe; a second honeymoon for us once the kids are settled in school. We will Apparate to Severus' childhood home before a trip to Diagon Alley, followed by a big lunch at Mum and Dad's before all the kids get on the train. Nine Weasley offspring are heading there this year, plus Harry and Luna's oldest.

It drives me mental how my husband could just disappear! One second, he was at my side, and the next he was nowhere to be seen! I don't need this today! There was enough that needed to be done. Our youngest would be starting at Hogwarts in a few days, and there was a ton of supplies, books, and uniforms to buy! My oldest was looking for him when the moment I had been able to avoid for years happened. "Ginevra?"

I hadn't heard my name said with that drawl in years. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh. I slowly turned, all the while hoping Eva would take forever to find her dad. "Lucius," I greeted the man. He looked so much like he had fifteen years back when I walked away from him.

Please Eva, get sidetracked, run into some friends or something, I thought to myself.

"How have you been?" he asked me.

"I'm good, thanks," I replied.

"Mom?" Wyatt, my son, interrupted.

"Go see if you can find your dad. He's here somewhere." I shooed my son away.

"You finally got that marriage you wanted," Lucius commented.

"See, Daddy? Here's Mom, right where we left her," Evangelina says as I cursed internally.

Lucius' eyes grew big at the sight of my husband, Severus Snape, and our daughter.

"Lucius," Severus greeted. We both knew this day would come.

"Severus," Lucius greeted in return. His eyes were on my fourteen year old daughter, not that I could blame him

"Eva, I sent your brother to find you. Please see if you can find him?" I asked, hopeful to remove her from Lucius' presence.