Disclaimer: I am not the illustrious J.K. Rowling. If I were she, I would not be writing fan fiction. I make no money from this.

A/N: This is written for The "365 Days of Drabbles" Challenge. This is a challenge to write a drabble or one-shot a day for 365 days. Each day will have a prompt that is to be used that day. Most of these will revolve around Sevmione. If you don't like the pairing, don't read. They won't be in any particular order. The prompt for day 5: Starlight.

Starlight

Severus stood in the doorway and watched Hermione nursing their son. She was sitting in a rocking chair by the window, the starlight coming in the window next to her. She was looking down at their son with a small smile on her face, humming quietly, holding him to her breast.

"You look beautiful, Hermione," he said. "Especially with the starlight coming in and casting a halo around the two most important people in my life."

Michael Severus Snape studied his mother as she nursed him. His eyes and hair were as black as his father's. He was going to have Hermione's coloring. He also had Hermione's nose. For that Severus was grateful. He was hoping any future children they had would have her nose, too.

Severus walked up behind them and watched Michael as he nursed. Michael's gaze moved from his mother's face to his father's. The two Snape men studied each other. Hermione's smile widened.

She looked up at her husband the starlight still highlighting her face. "I have a feeling he's going to be just like you, Severus."

"You should not have given him my name then," he sniffed.

Hermione grinned down at her son. "He was named after two of the greatest men I know: my dad and my husband."

Severus put his hands on Hermione's shoulders and squeezed slightly. He kissed the top of her head as Michael finished nursing.

"You go back to bed," Severus told her. "I'll burp him and get him back to sleep."

Heroine stood and passed Michael to Severus. She kissed their son on his black head, and kissed her husband on the lips. "Thank you," she said as she turned and went back to bed.

Severus sat in the rocking chair and, after burping Michael, watched the starlight play across his son's sweet face.