Albus Dumbledore

Severus has never been one to impose, and rarely ever visits on his own accord. Obviously, I was rather worried when he span into view through my fire place no less than 10 minutes after my departure with a very young baby. "Albus, look what was deposited on my doorstep only minutes ago." He snapped. "Is she yours?" I asked with a twinkle in my eye. This seemed like a good opportunity to tease Severus, and I didn't want to miss a single word as I awaited my chance. "Yes, there is no mistake about it." He answered, and I take the child from him. "And her name is?" I ask. "She has no name." Severus growls. "I did not intend to keep her, and don't want to get... Attached." "I refuse to take further action until she is given a name, Severus." I say, my voice sounding smug. "Anna. Her name is Anna." He snarled and collapses in the nearest chair. "Good. Now, you don't want to keep her you said?" I immediately get to business, and pick my wand up off my desk to put a silencing charm on the room so no students can eavesdrop on the conversation. "Careful!" Severus snatches the girl back, keeping a wary eye on my wand. "It seems it is to late to avoid getting attached." I smile knowingly. Severus glares at me, and counters with, "I didn't want you to miss, and hit her instead. I highly doubt the orphanage will take a baby who is completely mute." "You want to put her up for adoption then?" I ask calmly. "I'm sure the Longbottom's will take her." Severus looks distressed by the very thought. "My daughter being raised by Gryffindors? I think not!" "Then which Slytherin family would you entrust with her?" I know I have him trapped, but he says nothing as he calculates. "I will raise her, if you will not respect my wishes and place her in the nearest orphanage." Severus sighs and holds her closer. "I think that's for the best, Severus." I nod approvingly. "Obviously." He sneers, and turns. "Goodnight, Albus." "Goodnight." I reply, and watch him as he is engulfed in green flames. I then turn, and open the student directory to the S's. Snape, Anna is written in silver ink along with all the other students that have not been housed yet. "I'll be seeing you both later, then." I murmur. I trace her name, and then smile. "Finally..."