Hermione ran as fast as she could, running like her life depended on it.
And maybe it did. It didn't? life as she knew it had ended, simply by a few spoken words.
She could not un-hear what was said, those words, those so inoccent but awful words ,OUR DAUGHTER, and GODMOTHER , rang in her head, repeating themselves and echoing in her mind.
Was the woman her mother? Her true mother? She had bushy hair, less bushy, alright, but bushy . she was clearly a witch.
And Snape…
Our daughter…
Oh, how she wanted to get obliviated. Why, oh why from all the things, weird thing she came up with, this was the one that turned to be true?all those " she is just like that nasty snape" and "her teath is awful like him" and " Snape was this…"
She had redish hair too! Why there were not enough people comparing her, a muggleborn, red haired intelligent witch to Lily Potter? Then she would be Harry's sister!
Oh. Not so muggleborn now. Was Snape really her father? Did it made her a half blood?
A pureblood?
She winced at thought. If she was indeed pureblooded, it meant those awful slytherins were right? Muggle blood…
She stopped herself. She was panicking and getting mental.
Ok, think about another thing!focus! use that sizable brain!NOW.
She had never heard Harry and Ron talk about their godparents, did wizrding families not have that? Did they meant it in a different way? Like she was her biological mom, but…
Maybe she was related to that woman, and now Snape was – she gagged- dating her? What would it be like? Did her parents know?
Did headmaster and Mcgonagal know? How, how she was to , how she was supposed to face them now that..
That she knew they knew all along… the whispers behind her back, her intelligence compared to him, to Snape…. Why nobody told her? Why was he so horrible to her?
Why he decided to tell her NOW?
She hit her foot to a solid object, and found that it was a tile…
A tile?
She stopped in her track, finding herself in the forgotten bathroom.
" so you stopped rambling to yourself! About time! You were going on and on about they knew…he knew, I dint know…whining like a …oh,are you sad? Have you broken up with your two boyfriends then?"
"NOT MY BOYFRIENDS!" she sort of screamed.
Myrtle didn't give it a thought. She hopfully added " are you alone now?"
Hermione sighed. Was it pitiful that she had no-one to talk to about her Snape problem but a ghost?
Her Snape problems, she didn't know if she had to laugh or cry. Most people her age had ' crush problems' or ' girl problems' may be ' study problems'. Only she, Hermione bloody Granger would find a gigantic problem like this…
Wait, was she Hermione Snape? Was her name a fake? Did she have to change it now Snape decided to.. to acknoledge her? What would other kids say? Would they, would they take their anger of Snape on her?
Why Snape decided now was the time? Was it that he wanted a boy- like most old families- and now found out he was unable to procreate?
Was it because of the heir business? Did he wanted the heir to know she was … she was not a muggleborn? Did he know the heir?
Was she driving herself mad because of nothing? Did the 'our daughter' part was just a word without the meaning she considerd? Like all those primary school teacher calling her dear girl, But..
Girl was general, daughter was not. Like boy was, and son was not.
If it meant nothing, why he had stared at her in that weird way from christmass? Why he had told her to come see him after class? and the woman..And why Snape had changed his appearance all of sudden if he was not dating? He looked all-right now. Not like a thirsty vampire about to jump on you to suck your blood. His hair was not greasy, his nose and teeth not that comically ugly.
Oh, GOD. He was still the bat of the dungeons… was he..She giggled. Did it made him BATMAN? And she could be BATgirl?
THOSE COMICS WERE REALLY NOT GOOD FOR HER PSYCHE.
But batman..
Godmother…did it meant she was cat-woman?
God..oh yeah? She looked around and she was still alone, not counting the ghost.
The ghost! She was a witch! And she lived in the castle for like, many years?
So She asked the ghost:"actullay do you know if… wizarding families have godparent?"
A half hour later, she found out about Snape being a half-blood ( then why was he acting like a stuck up snobish pureblooded arse?), godparents being unusual, unless one expected to die before their children were off age.
Die?halfblood? was Snape dying? As much as she did not like him, she never wanted him dead. Was it serious?
Was it cancer? She heard it was among those few illnesses uncurable with magic.
"are you done talking about Snape having cancer? I can give you a warrenty he does not have that, or he is not unable to perform,
The ghost giggled
"actually he performs rather well, oh those abs are to die for
Hermione scrunched her face in disgust, owe, she didn't need to know about his maybe biological fathers sexual things…
But the ghost continued, not giving a sod if she hated it
" I've seen him just yesterday before he went to Malfoys,and then just this evening in hospital ward, it took nearly 3.."
Hermione interupted her "Malfoy? He.. went to Malfoys?"
Myrtle rolled her non-existent eyes " yes silly, he is their brat, what his name? Dragon godfather, where was I? it took nearly 3 and a half.."
Hermione ran out of the bathroom full speed. Dragon?
Draco?
the last thing, and the worst.
Snape was Draco Malfoy godfather.
SNAPE WAS MALFOY GODFATHER.
And she would be considered a kind of sibling of the prat.
It was only Friday afternoon, and Hermione had successfully acuired herself a godmother, a snarky bad-tempered potion proffessor batman for an alleaged biological father and,an evil baby brother. Hooray! She wondered if she told Harry, Ron and Draco( she had to call him by his name? maybe?), who would jump out of the astronomy tower first.
Wait, would they even stay concious after hearing that she was Hermione Snape?
She bet they wouldn't , at least Ron would faint for sure.
Severus had a fatastic row with Andromeda, during which the witch cursed his privates and left him with a "FUCK YOU!" shout. Poppy was both amused and unamused . it took 3 and a half hours to get his assets to its original size, and he had to be naked for the whole time.
The shame of messing the whole situation with Hermione aside, getting on Andromeda's bad side aside, being defenceless and in his birth suit in front of his colleagues was by far the worst.
His damnation was compelete when Further more Poppy had to call Minerva too, since it was partly transfigurations. At the end of the episode he was so embarassed he could not look any of the witches in the eye.
He fled like he was set on fire.
He continued avoiding them even now.
Andromeda was not answering his floo calls, and had wards against him in her house, his letters went unanswered too. Hermione had not looked his way, or even set a foot inside the great hall during the weekend.
He was disappointed that the witch didn't thought him out, that she…she might be ashamed of him. Merlin, who wouldn't be? He was a former death-eater, surly weasley had informed her. A poor half-blood who only looked decent recently. With a reputation as bat of the dungeons, who in their right mind would want to associate with him?
He felt ashamed. Ashamed that he was incapable of doing a simple task like telling his daughter , no explainig it. He was terrified of her knowing, hearing what he was talking with andromeda and her not knowing. It was honestly killing him..
So he in his frustration and anxiety, he throw himself into work. He could be useful in this way if not the other way.those petrified students depended on him, The unpetrification potion would not brew itself, and it was past time he devoted himself to the cause.
His NEWT and OWL classes had to suffer too. To say the group of students were not pleased they had to dedicte their weekend to brewing a lost potion was an understatement. Thankfully, his decision was backed by Albus, and no amount of protest was effective. He smirked triuamphantly as each student got to work at 8 am sharp Saturday. Good, if he had to be miserable, why not those brats sharing it?
He told himself that, but the truth was that he was a coward. He feared Hermione knowing and rejected him nonetheless. He was afraid of seeing that in her eyes.
Once was enough, and he had seen it first in his fathers eyes.
Twice was abundant, and he had seen it in Lily's eyes.
Thrice..thrice was just unbearable
And it would ruin him for certain.
So imagine his surprise after driving himself, the students, and house elf crazy, there was a base ready for use. At this point, he didn't care that the potion was brewed by his Gryffindore class. he hadnt eaten a full meal, slept or showered in 72 hours and only took time to answer his basic needs. He had lost count of how many times he had scourgified his body instead of taking a bath, and he was running on caffeine and mulish stubbornness of his iron will. His robes were beyond the point of salvage, with the amounts of different solution spilled on it.
It was midnight of the third day he had compeleted it. He felt so relieved, so proud for doing the undoable. There was not a single potion master in whole europe who could repeat his work. He felt like that muggle scientist, who jumped out of bathroom running and shouting that he had found it!
When he uesed the floo to directly go to dumbledore, the arsehole had taunted him for weeks about the potion, and tell he did the unbelievable with a silly grin on his face, he never expected the scene in front of him.
There was no sign of Albus, Minerva was walking the length of the romm like a maniac and there was destinctable sniffing. With another look, he could distinguish Lady and Lord Greengrass and the Weasley parents.
Minerva didn't lost the timme and throw herself at him, hugging him tightly
"oh where were you! Everything is destroyed, what are we to do?"
He watched with worry, Minerva never lost it and the witch was crying in his arms.
That was the next sentence that froze him in his place " They are gone Severus! 3 girls are gone and kidnapped by the heir"
He knew he had the worst luck in the world, his insides twisted,
3 girls
2 of them were Greengrass and Ginerva Weasley.
"Albus has gone to ministry to find help…I wish.. Merlin and Morgana.. I wish.."
But the third… oh the third…
No.
The floo flashed and a woman came in. a woman he knew quite well.
Mrs Granger walked into the office, fixing her eyes on him" where is my daughter Severus?"