A/N: Sorry it took so long to post. By the time you guys read this it will be my birthday. Sweet Sixteen! So here's your party favor. LOL I hope you guys enjoy it!

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"Ugh." Severus Snape was woken up from his restless sleep by an owl at his window.

Snape opened the window and let the owl in. Who on earth would be sending me post this late at night? He opened the letter and read it. He realized who it was from... Hermione. Is this about seeing her today? Did she write love? I thought she was with Weasley? He decided he would respond and meet her. Taking Izzy was not an option.

Hermione,

I will meet you tomorrow at the Leaky Cauldron.

Love,

Severus

Snape went back to bed hoping for a good nights rest. Did I write love? No, no she wrote love not me. Did I? He knew at this point that his rest he was hoping for was not going to come.

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Harry had a headache at this last piece of information.

"What do you mean you're still in love with Hermione? When were you ever in love with Hermione?"

"Well, I don't know, mate. I mean you know what happened at the Ministry? Right?" Ron asked looking at Harry.

"Yes!" Harry had been hoping to avoid this subject for at least forever. "I know what happened! What you guys did doesn't mean you're in love! Trust me."

"You know I never thought that I'd ever have a chance with her till then. But, you never know now."

"RON! She has a daughter! Don't you think she might want to work on mending that relationship before anything else?"

"Are we sure that this kid is even hers?" Ron asked trying to find an exit sign to this problem.

"You prat!" Harry yelled for the second time that night "I think Hermione would remember if she pushed something out of her that big."

"Well, I'm in love with her. And I've waited eleven years. I don't plan on waiting any longer daughter or not." Ron finished and with a POP he was gone.

Harry sighed, fixed his broken glass and went to fill it. He had a feeling he would need to buy some more Fire Whiskey for the next few weeks.

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Snape woke up the next morning nervous but tired. After he had responded he had laid down and tried to get back to sleep. But his dreams were haunted by images of Weasley and Hermione, his Hermione. Is that what I'm calling her again? Stop! She's with Weasley. Why would she still want you she left you and Izzy. But, she was so young then…

Snape's thoughts were interrupted by his daughter entering the room.

"Heya dad!" Izzy came down smiling.

"Hello sweetheart" Snape said smiling.

"You look terrible like, you had a nightmare or something."

"Thank you. I just love to here that on my birthday" Snape said. It was his cough cough somthin or other birthday. As far as Izzy knew it was his fifth 27th birthday.

"So what are we gonna do today for your birthday?" Izzy asked getting some cereal

"Actually, I need to go out around lunch time I have a meeting of sorts. That I have to attend then we will do whatever you have planned or will plan I'm sure." He smiled

"Do you have a date?" Izzy asked making an odd face.

"NO!" Snape said loudly

"Okay, It's okay if you do. I was just wondering." Izzy said feeling kind of confused her dad usually never raised his voice.

"I'm sorry." Snape said realizing that he had yelled at her. "It's just a meeting that I'm not sure that I want to go to."

"Then just don't go" She said thinking that anything that made her dad yell must be bad.

"I wish it was that simple." Snape said "I need to go stay here. Alright?"

"Alright" Izzy sighed.

With a POP Snape was gone.

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Hermione sat at a booth in the Leaky Cauldron waiting nervously.

I can't believe he wrote love. Does he still love me? How could he? I wouldn't love me if I were him. No, Hermione, he doesn't love you. You left him remember? But he wrote love. No, his pen probably ran out of ink and when he went to shake it the ink blot came out like love. Yes, that's what happened. No, no if that's what truly happened then Severus would have fixed the mistake…

"Hermione?" Snape said coming up. He had hated pulling her out of her thoughts when they were married.

"Oh," Hermione jumped about a foot in the air "Hi!"

"Hello." Snape sat down at the table. Where's Weasley?

"Here." Hermione him a package in bright wrapping paper.

"You remembered?" he looked at her suspiciously.

"Of course." She smiled. When she had written him the letter she had forgotten it his was his birthday till she looked at the calendar and realized the date

"Thank you." he took the present and unwrapped it. It was a ring, and not just any ring, it was Slytherin's ring.

flashback

"Honey what do you want for your birthday?" Hermione asked her husband across the table. She was feeding Izzy her breakfast.

"Hermione, I already told you. You and Izzy are all I need in this world." He said smiling at his beautiful daughter and wife.

"Yeah, yeah I know" she teased "But, I want to get you something really special something you'll never forget."

"You really want to know?"

"Yes of course." she said dying to find out.

"I've always wanted to have… Well this will sound kind of now because of what it was used for. But, ever since I got the job of Head of Slytherin. I've always wanted his ring. It will probably be impossible since it was used as a piece of Voldermort's soul. But, I've always loved the history of my house."

"Then you shall have it." Hermione said. "Harry still has it. I quite think he hates the sight of it and wouldn't mind giving it to me."

"No, Hermione, it's too much you can't" Snape said

"Well that's for me to know and you too not find out." she said smiling mischievously.

"Hermione…"

The next week she had left. Snape hadn't heard from her since. Till now.

"You remembered?" Snape asked for the second time since he'd gotten there.

"Yes, yes I did." Hermione smiled.

My god I forgot how beautiful her smile was.

After this they talked and reminisced and the mood lightened while they ate. All the while Snape kept thinking that she was with Weasley. He saw her with him at the store. He had tried to imagine all sorts of ideas why they were there together. They were just shopping together. They were getting something for someone. There were so many different possibilities but, they all lead back to them dating.

While they waited for the dessert Snape looked at her.

"Alright Hermione I know you. Why did you ask me to come today? I know it wasn't just to give me this great present." he said looking at the ring that now sat royally upon his finger.

"Well I have a question for you first." Hermione said nervously "Is Izzy starting school this year?"

"Yes of course." Snape said wondering where on earth this was going.

"Well, well I suppose you read what happened at the Ministry?" she asked him

Snape nodded.

"Well so I've been out of job. Well I received an owl from Dumbledore a few weeks ago…"

"Okay first off that's always a bad sign." there had been to many times he had he heard stories begin with Dumbledore sent me a letter.

"Well he offered me the job of Charms teacher. Professor Flitwick has decided to retire" she said

Snape nodded remembering having to go to the retirement party.

"And I took the job."

Snape dropped the fork in his hand.

"YOU WHAT?"

"I didn't think Izzy started till next year." she had assumed something along these lines would happen.

"I'm sorry." Snape was trying to keep everything he was feeling in control "Okay so now that you know Izzy's at school. What do you plan to do?"

"Well that's why I asked you here. I thought we could talk ad think of something together on what to do."

"What do you mean we?" Snape asked her "You got yourself into this 11 years ago, not me. There will be no we in this. Fix it yourself."

He stood to leave. "I'm not trying to be cold Hermione. It's just that you need to figure this out on your own. I need to take care of our daughter who's about to hit puberty. I am not looking forward to this little bit of time without your help but it's your choice as to what happens please let me know when you have figured it out."

He gave her a peck on the cheek, paid the bill and left.

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