#snapedaughter

https://archiveofourown.org/works/78410181/chapters/205550986

Canon-compliant HBP.

Snape hid her at Durmstrang for safety. A vision of Voldemort killing him forces her to Hogwarts, with one plan: save Papa. No. Matter. What.

Train rescues. Dark Mark glimpses. Public fatherly ice-outs. Feral family love meets teenage chaos. 9 chapters. 11k words. Weekly updates. 👉 AO3:

first meet between my oc Teresa grim ( during her 4th year at hogwart ) and Sarah Snape ( 6 year old)

hard too guess if they could get along XD …

Summary: Fred wants to see you before you go study for your exams, but one thing leads to another... and you almost get caught. “I’m a strong man, you’re lucky to have me.” This made you chuckle slightly, wrapping your arms around his neck, making him pull you closer, “show me how lucky.”

Warnings: Implied NSFW

A/N: Part of my Hogwarts Trickster series - Snape’s Daughter series; please read the other parts too!

As per usual, you would spend Saturday in your father’s living quarters as you enjoyed his presence and wanted to spend more time with him apart from class. Even if he didn’t admit it, you knew that he enjoyed it too. Perks of being daughter to the Slytherin Head of House, you got access to your own personal house elf and could request anything at any time, which you heavily abused. Often asking for special foods and desserts that you knew were not usually made for the Hogwart’s feast.

But this weekend was different, you had promised your dorm mates that you would stay up studying for final exmas, to which you father simply dismissed with a flick of his hand when you told him. Secretly, again, you knew he was a bit disappointed that you would be missing your weekly dinner together. “I promise I’ll sleepover next Friday and Saturday!” You kissed your father’s cheek, ignoring his groan, and skipped towards your dorm.

Before you could make it to the common room, you felt a pair of hands pull you into a dip into the wall. Before you were able to pull out your wand or give any indication of protest, your mouth was covered by someone’s hand. Your eyes widen and you were ready to elbow whoever it was in the stomach. The boy who was holding onto you could clearly tell that you were ready to use physical force, as he quickly turned you to face him. “Y/N, it’s just me!”

Part x of x

Summary: After giving birth to your child, Fred disappears and brings you the most amazing gift ever. 

A/N: Part 2 of this part of the series. There will be more, probably backstory of how they met and etc. Please like and tell me what you think!

A few moments after talking about your father, you both stayed in silence, Y/D/N’s small sounds as background noise. All of a sudden, he bolted out of the door claiming he would return soon with his mother’s food. He left you confused but shrugged it off as you were used to his eccentric ways. You had already breastfed the new baby, and didn’t become worried about your fiancé’s whereabouts until Mrs Weasley came upstairs with the food half an hour later.

“Here you are deary,” her voice startling you as she opened the door, “Nice warm soup, here give me Y/D/N while you eat.” She placed the soup on the nightstand and extended her hands to receive her granddaughter. As you passed your now fed daughter to your mother in law, you asked her where Fred was. “I don’t know dear, I thought you would know, he ran downstairs and took the floo!”

Your eyebrows furrowed as you ate the soup she had prepared. “Oh,” you said in between spoon fulls of soup, you hadn’t noticed how hungry you were, “he left saying that he was going to get me the soup.” Mrs Weasley looked away from your daughter who was sitting on her lap, “that’s strange… I will never understand that boy.” You smiled slightly as you heard her chastise your fiancé, but she was right. His eccentricities were beyond you. “I’m sure he will be back, he probably wants to surprise me with something,” you said rolling your eyes.

“Good girl, I’ll bring you some more in a little bit,” Mrs Weasley said as you exchanged your empty bowl for your baby. You gave her a small thanks and went back to cradling your baby. You began to close your eyes, mimicking your daughter’s sleep but was quickly interrupted when you heard Mrs Weasley’s scream. You jumped out of bed, baby in one arm and wand in another. “Mrs Weasley! Are you alright!” you yelled out, ready to defend your newborn.

Silence ran through the room, and you began to walk towards the door. This was a time of war, and you knew that inevitably something was going to happen. But you had leverage, someone of your status and connection had to have some worth. Ideas were running through your head, as the door flung open. Your wand was pointed straight at the attacker’s face and you were ready to throw a curse their way. Before the words could leave your mouth, shock took over your features. A gasp escaped your mouth as you dropped your wand to your side.

“Dad?” a small whimper was all you could muster, as your father stood at the door frame, looking the same as always. Dressed in all black and his hair sleeked as usual, nothing had changed. Yet, so much had changed, you were a mother now and you were engaged. You were in hiding and hadn’t seen your father in almost a year. He walked towards you and to your surprise enveloped you into a hug.

Severus Snape was not one for affection, as you could count how many times he had kissed or hugged you on one hand. After all the tears almost shed today, you finally let them free. Sobs shook your body as your father held you in his arms. “Father, I – How – “you were silenced as he shushed you, making you sob even more. He let you go but held you at arm’s length, his eyes staring now at the child in your arms. “Are you both of good health?” Of course, the first thing he would ask is of your wellbeing.

“Yes, father. The healer said that we were both healthy, I just need some rest and will recover soon.” You said, never taking your eyes off of the man who raised you. “Good.” He guided you to the bed for you to lay; your father was of few words but spoke loudly with actions. “What is my granddaughter’s name?” You smiled at him as he lifted his head to stare at you, his face void of emotions, except for the small twinkle in his eyes that only you could catch. “Y/D/N Weasley Snape.”

A small smile lifted the corner of his lips, but quickly disappeared. “May I?” He held out his hands hoping to hold his new granddaughter. You nodded and passed her to your father. He held her with experience, as if he had done it many times before; granted he probably had as your mother had died at childbirth. Your mind wandered as you imagined your father holding you as a baby. “Well done.” Your thoughts were interrupted by your father’s voice, and you looked into his eyes. Pride filled your being, hearing those words were so important. He rarely spoke of approval, but you knew that when he did it was genuine and real.

“Thank you, father.” He gave you Y/D/N back into your arms, her sleeping body never shaken from the emotions in the room. You both looked at her for moments, admiring the beautiful baby until a thought came across your mind. “Wait, father. Not that I am unhappy to have you here. But, may I ask how you are here?” You asked the man with confused eyes. “Why don’t you ask him.” He said as he faced the door.

Your head faced the door to find Fred scratching his neck in embarrassment. Severus stared at you while you looked at Fred full of love. He might have disapproved in the beginning, as well, he was a Weasley known for trouble. But now, he could see the love was palpable. Their love was not only apparent in their eyes but Y/D/N was testament to that love. He sighed, causing you and Fred to stare at the older man, “I must go back, Y/N.”

You frowned, not wanting to go another year without seeing your father. But you understood. He was in danger and you would be if you followed him. Especially now that you had someone else to think about. You couldn’t do that to your daughter. You held onto your father’s hand as he stood, causing him to look at you. ‘I love you, father. Thank you. Thank you so much,’ you told him using legilimency. You knew he wouldn’t answer but felt him squeeze your hand. As he walked out of the room, he looked back at you and Y/D/N once more, as if to savor the moment. He then turned to Fred with a nod and with a swish of his robe he left.

Fred walked in fully and closed the door completely. “Your father is a man of many words,” he joked while sitting next to you. You were silent, a small smile adorned your face as you stared at the man you loved. You couldn’t believe he brought the most important person in your life to see you. “And I see he still likes swishing that robe of his,” he said as he swished an imaginary robe around, shaking the bed you both sat on. When he realized that you weren’t giving a response, not even a giggle, he looked at you.

He was surprised to see your face, eyes full of love looking at him. “Uh, so, uh” he said flustered, confused how after all these years you could have such a heavy effect on him. “Thank you,” you said taking his hand into yours. He stared at you again, and kissed your forehead slowly. “I just can’t stand to see you sad,” he said putting his forehead against yours, “All I want to see are smiles from you Mrs Weasley.”

You closed your eyes and gave a little laugh, “not yet, I’m not. That’s Ms Snape to you.” He grabbed your cheeks in his hands and kissed you hard, causing you to laugh into his mouth. Y/D/N’s small cries caused you to separate, as you both looked at your daughter. “Oh no darling, I hope you aren’t jealous, I love you just as much!” Fred said as he peppered kisses all over his daughter’s face, only making her sounds louder. “Fred! Stop bothering her!” you said giggling slightly, taking her away from his reach, he pouted and sat down fully on the bed. “She’s probably hungry,” you said positioning yourself to breastfeed the baby.