A/N: I don't own Harry Potter
This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Assignment #7
Transfiguration: Becoming an Animagus.
Task #3: Write about something happening at sunrise or sunset.
Word count: 332
The sun had barely started rising over the horizon when the pair was forced to Floo to St. Mungo's.
"There might be complications," a healer told him. Severus glared at the man hard enough he ran in the other direction. He paced the hall, his black cloak at home, so he looked very ordinary in his black pajama pants and a black t-shirt. He would pause occasionally to look out the window at the rising sun. The whole sky was streaked with pink and blue. He wondered if it was a sign of things to come, or if it was just nature mocking him. He decided on the latter, Merlin forbid anything ever go right for him, especially where life and family were concerned.
He was on his fifth circuit of the long hallway when a mediwitch slowly approached him.
"Yes?"
"She's asking for you, sir." He nodded and started stalking the hallway towards her room. A scream, her scream, echoed through the hall and his pace quickened to a flat out run. He shoved the door open.
She was laying on the bed, her hair limp around her damp face. She looked up at him when he entered and smiled weakly. A soft sound caught his attention. He turned.
"Congratulations sir, it's a girl," a mediwitch stated handing him a bundle of pink blankets. He gently lowered them into Hermione's arms. She moved the corner of one of them aside revealing a small red face, with what would become a very distinguished nose.
"She has your nose," Hermione laughed. Severus nodded.
"That she does," he agreed sinking into a chair beside her bed. The pair looked at their newborn daughter for a moment.
"We need to give her name."
"What about Dawn, since she decided it was a wonderful time to be born?" Hermione suggested, a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
"It's short, I like it. Minerva for a middle name?"
"Of course, welcome to the world, Dawn Minerva Snape-Granger."