Title: Their Fathers Daughters
Author: Lady B
Characters/Pairings: Harry Potter/Severus Snape, Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley/Pansy Parkinson, Brenda Fay Potter-Snape, Brenna May Potter-Snape, Evan Ray Potter-Snape, Thora Jean Malfoy and others.
Genre: AU
Warnings: Fluff, OOC, implied Mpreg
Rating: PG13 – R for language
Summary: What's it like being the children of The Boy-Who-Lived, his best girl-friend, and two Ex-Death Eaters? Join Harry, Severus, Draco and Hermione on their travels through parenthood.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. The characters of Brenda, Brenna, Evan, Thora and Henry are all mine.
Author's Note: I decided I needed to add more Harry/Severus to my diet.

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Prologue...

"...Thora Jean Malfoy!" came the announcement at the front of the room. Everyone watched a brown-haired, gray-eyed girl walk across the dais at the front of the hall.

"I still can't believe you gave your child that ridiculous moniker." hissed a voice.

"How many times must we go over this, Severus? It was the wife's idea, not mine." was the equally hissed reply.

"And you caved because she had your bollocks in a vise on the birthing table." their companion snickered. Said snicker was met with a glare that could have melted glass.

"She also has the pleasure of being the first non-blonde Malfoy born to the line." the mother of the aforementioned child smiled with delight.

"Don't gloat, Hermione. Leave that to your husband." the man sitting next to her grinned. She elbowed him in the ribs with a small laugh. In front of the foursome, an elderly woman turned around with a frown on her face.

"Do you mind? Some of us are trying to enjoy this ceremony!" she snapped.

"Yes, we do mind, madam, that you are intruding on a private conversation." glowered the tall dark-haired man sitting directly behind her. As countless others had over the years, the woman quailed under his fierce gaze and, face crimson, turned back around.

"Still got it." the man next to him laughed. Severus turned his glare up a notch and stared at him instead.

"I never lost it, Snape."

"That's Potter-Snape to you, thanks."

"So you keep reminding me." Severus sighed, allowing a small smile to graze his lips.

"And you love me for it."

"Still a brat, even after birthing three children." Severus's eyes crinkled around the edges and their darkness gazed at his husband with warmth, reserved for him alone. Their third child, Evan was sleeping in Harry's arms.

"...Brenda Fay Potter-Snape!" Severus turned to watch the eldest of his three children walk across the dais. He felt Harry link his free arm through his own and absently patted the hand resting on his forearm. His thoughts turned inward as he contemplated the way his life had turned around many years ago.

Beside him, Harry sniffled. Severus repressed the urge to roll his eyes and handed him one of his handkerchiefs, even as he felt his own eyes began to itch.

"Don't you dare, Severus Snape! I'll never stop if you start!" Harry warned.

"I wasn't planning on it." Severus replied, fighting down the urge.

"...Brenna May Potter-Snape!" And their second child, born only minutes after her sister, stood and walked across the dais, flashing her family a grin as she did so, and Severus's vision began to swim. Harry chuckled and passed over the slightly damp cloth.

"Liar." Harry smiled. Severus couldn't help the chuckle that escaped. They watched several more students walk up to receive their certificates.

"...Henry Arthur Weasley!" was the last name called and a contingent of red-heads and one blonde woman stood to cheer. The four of them watched this display with a shake of their heads, and in Severus's case, a sneer, and turned back to look at their own children. Severus and Harry's daughters stood side by side with the rest of their graduating class, flashing identical grins at their friends and family as Severus let his memories carry him away...



To be continued...