The Potion Master's Daughter

A/N: I'm so bored

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Inuyasha.

A few days had passed since he had found the baby, and since then his entire life had gone to hell. His home, normally clean and tidy and dark, the way he preferred, was a mess. His robes had been discarded into the hamper, along with three other pairs of clothes, having been on the receiving end of Kagome's puke. Apparently, apparating with a baby was a bad idea.

He had also never had to take care of a baby for more than a few hours. He knew how to change them; he'd done it plenty of times since his godson's birth. Likewise, he had a steady supply of diapers. But what do you feed babies? The obvious answer is breast milk.

Snape cast a glance to his noticeably flat and male chest. He didn't have that option.

He also didn't have any toys to keep the girl occupied, or a pacifier, or a crib or the such. Which, he reminded himself, didn't matter as he wasn't her guardian, and the baby being with him was a temporary condition.

As if Kagome herself knew that he was thinking about her, she cooed in his direction and mindlessly grabbed at the air. The aggravation Snape had felt a few moments before dissipated with her actions. Every time he began to feel unease, she'd react in some way and a few moments later he'd be perfectly fine. It was an odd thing and only confirmed his thoughts of her truly being a witch. What else could explain the phenomenon? He'd never heard of a craft in Europe that could change a person's emotions without the use of words or wand.

The fireplace in the room attached to his suddenly came alive with the green fire that was common with floo powder. Soft babbles and a woman's voice was heard shortly after.

"Severus? Draco and I have come to visit."

The woman walked in gracefully, as grace was instilled in her from an early age. A slightly chubby blond haired baby was cocked on her hip.

There wasn't anytime for Snape to clean up the room or his appearance. "Hello, Narcissa." Snape's eyes softened as he looked at his godson. "Hello to you too, Draco."

The baby babbled happily at him.

Draco's babbles were replied to by Kagome, and Narcissa instantly zeroed in on the babe. "Oh, Severus. I wasn't expecting you to be the fatherly type." Narcissa stated, slightly confused. She and Snape were close in school, and had become closer since the birth of her child. She hadn't heard of him being preoccupied with a woman though.

"I'm not," he stated. At her questioning look, he ran a hand through his hair and clarified. "I was on my way home when she appeared. I plan on taking her to the Ministry to see if anyone's reported a missing child after the Potter's death is cleaned up."

His voice became a whisper at the end and sadness briefly engulfed him before Kagome hiccuped and the feeling disappeared. If Narcissa felt it, she didn't react. Instead she walked towards the bed and sat down, placing Draco next to Kagome. The two babies stared at each other curiously before blowing saliva bubbles to each other. Narcissa smiled at the sight.

"Speaking of the Potter's death," Narcissa began, turning her attention to him. "The Dark Lord has vanished, presumably killed by the young infant, Harry Potter." Snape had already known this; he'd been the first arrive, but he nodded as if it was the first he'd heard. "They're calling him 'The Boy Who Lived'," Narcissa laughed, amused.

She was obviously relieved at the news of the Dark Lord's passing, and why wouldn't she be? She was a new mother, her family, both blood and extended, had ties to the Dark Arts and the Dark Lord. He'd messed up plenty of people's lives, whether they were magical or not, and raising a child in such environment was something that deeply scared Narcissa.

His eyes trailed to Kagome, who was picking Draco's nose with her chubby fingers. He'd only been with this child for a few days, and the news of the Dark Lord's passing brought relief to him too, knowing she'd grow up without that type of evil in her life.

A week later he was summoned to Dumbledore's office. Through Dumbledore's connections in the ministry and the muggle world, they had found no missing persons report filed that would match Kagome's description, at least not in Europe. To venture out would take months depending on where they asked; North America would be a few weeks as their government was similar to their own. Likewise with Russia. Other places, such as Africa, the Arctic, or Asia would take much, much longer.

"What do you plan to do, Severus?" Dumbledore asked. Snape crossed his arms. "I suppose we should find a magical group home. Or maybe dump her off at an orphanage."

The old man's eyes tutted and starred at the Slytherin head. "You could always adopt her as your own." Snape's perfect, cool expression broke and looked at the headmaster incredulously. "What could possibly have given you that brilliant idea?" he seethed. He was in no shape to be a father!

Dumbledore's eye continued to twinkle as he took in the normally withdrawn man. Snape had a suspicion that the headmaster knew something he didn't, but getting him to speak would be impossible. Especially with the recent events that had transpired.

"I believe that taking care of this girl would be good for you, Severus. It's nearly been two weeks since you've had her and you already have a different air about you, more light and at peace." Snape snorted, but he knew he was right. He had felt more at peace since he had stumbled across the baby, and he'd created a schedule based around her needs since then, though it was still unorganized.

He thought about how frequent Narcissa had been visiting with Draco since she discovered Snape had a baby in his care. The woman had become attached and clearly loved the idea of having a girl around too.

He'd have to think hard on this decision; parenthood wasn't an easy thing and he wasn't sure whether he was up to it.

Albus watched him with a knowing smile.

10 Years Later

"Happy birthday, Kagome!"

The raven-haired girl beamed at her guests, a blush staining her cheeks at all the attention she was receiving. A hand on her shoulder caused her to look up. Her father, a relatively emotionless man, stared down at her with tender eyes. "Make a wish," he urged. Kagome turned back to her cake, taking in the people around her.

There was her father, Severus Snape. She didn't know who her mother was, nor had she ever asked. Any motherly duties were always fulfilled by Narcissa, happily too. A smile tugged at her lips, the woman, though not her mother by birth, had treated her as her own for as long as she could remember.

Her eyes trailed to the empty space beside her. Normally Lucius would be there, but his work had unexpectedly called him in on an emergency. That happened a lot but it was necessary when one worked in the Ministry. She understood. Besides; he promised he'd make it up to her.

Which brought her to her best friend, Draco. He sat to her right. For as long as she could remember he'd been by her side, her best friend through everything. Her eyes trailed to the final person in the room who sat next to her: Theodore Nott. They'd met through Draco at one of his birthday parties, and they instantly clicked. He was someone she could talk to about anything, or nothing at all. The three had spent plenty of sleepovers at each others houses, staying up late and getting the house elves to sneak them treats once the adults were asleep. It was a bond that couldn't break.

Truly, she had never felt so loved in her life before. She couldn't think of anything to wish for, she had everything she wanted. Nonetheless, she blew out the ten candles arranged around the cake, her laugh piercing the air as her father enveloped her into a hug.

Yes, everything she wanted was right in front of her.

A/N: I think this was kinda cute. Also, I'm just trying to set a back-story for this. I added more detailsssss