Daddy Dearest - (No Update, Edit)

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Chapter 39 ~ Two Heart to Heart Discussions

Jasmine Malfoy stormed back to her private room, furious with Mathias. She couldn't seem to get the wizard to agree with anything she said, and he yelled at her almost every time she came near him. This wasn't working out at all.

Andreas Mbutu was sitting at a table in the common room studying when the witch walked in. He looked up and smirked when he adjusted his sight and saw she was surrounded by a boiling red aura, flecks of black and brown flashing in the cloud. She was pissed. Andreas could feel Mathias was the source of her anger. Surprise, surprise. The wizard went back to studying.

Jasmine didn't acknowledge the wizard but stalked straight up the stairs leading to the girl's dormitory and rushed into her room.

The witch opened her nightstand drawer, picked up her two-way mirror and contacted her grandmother. Draco added both Narcissa and Lucius to the mirror network at his daughter's insistence.

"Narcissa Malfoy," Jasmine said, pouting.

The mirror clouded up, then cleared, the cold, beautiful face of Narcissa Malfoy appearing in the glass.

"Jasmine, how good of you to call," she said smiling at her granddaughter.

Jasmine burst into tears.

Narcissa looked at her granddaughter, concern on her pale face.

"Oh, now kitten, what's wrong?" the witch asked her.

"Mathias Snape," Jasmine sobbed, "He's mean to me, grandmother. Father wants me to be his friend, but every time I try to talk to him, he yells at me and tells me I'm stupid. I don't know what to do!"

Narcissa's eyes narrowed.

"First, you are to stop crying. Never let a wizard make you cry, Jasmine, unless there is some advantage in turning on the tears, such as making him feel guilty. Now dry your eyes," she said sternly.

Jasmine gulped and fought back her tears.

"Good girl. Now, tell grandmother everything that happened each time he yelled at you."

Jasmine did as her grandmother asked, Narcissa looking thoughtful as she did so. When she finished, Narcissa smiled at her.

"You have to change your tactics with him, Jasmine. Obviously, the wizard already has strong opinions and beliefs that don't agree with yours. You have to stop trying to tell him what to do, Jasmine. I know that's hard, but that is the way you have to deal with him. Go along with him instead, or simply be quiet around him. You will have to be nice to that Mbutu boy too, since obviously he is Mathias' friend. Later on, you will be able to come between them, using your wiles. What you need to do now, is apologize to him…"

Jasmine's eyes widened.

"Apologize? But Grandmother…he was the one who…" she complained.

"You have to apologize to him so he'll think you've come around. Right now, he doesn't like you Jasmine. You have to admit what you've been saying to him is stupid, even though you know it's not. Make him believe you can change, then act like you are changing. And no more opinions, all right? Trust your grandmother. I've never met a wizard I couldn't manipulate. You are a Malfoy witch. You have a legacy to uphold young lady and a challenge ahead of you with this Mathias. Follow what I've told you to do and you will be successful in the long run, my dear."

"All right, grandmother. Thank you," Jasmine said, blowing her a kiss.

Narcissa smiled.

"You're welcome, angel. Call me again soon and let me know your progress," Narcissa replied, looking at her granddaughter fondly.

"I will grandmother. Bye," Jasmine said.

The mirror went dark.

Jasmine flopped into her bed.

"All right, Mathias Snape. I'm going to change my tactics for now…but one day I'll have the upper hand, and you're going to jump through hoops for me," she vowed. "A lot of hoops, I promise you."

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Mathias waited by Severus' office. The Slytherins returned from the Great Hall to find him standing outside his father's door. They all smiled at him, every single student as they passed by. With Professor Snape being his father, everyone wanted to get on the little wizard's good side, each hoping that Mathias would use his influence for him or her benefit in the future. It was the Slytherin way, after all.

"Hey Mathias," Boyle said, rolling up to the wizard, Gerald and Charles in tow.

"What Boyle?" Mathias said with a bit of irritation. He wasn't crazy about the big, goofy wizard.

Boyle looked a bit put out. He cleared his throat.

"I just want to say I'm sorry for trying to beat your brains in, and I don't think you're a fruit or a weirdo at all," the wizard said, trying his best to sound sincere.

But Mathias wasn't buying it. He knew perfectly well that Boyle was trying to smooth things over because he knew that he was the Professor's son and thought there might be some repercussions in his future.

"Whatever Boyle," he replied dismissively.

The wizard gave him a broad smile, thinking Mathias had forgiven him.

"Thanks Mathias," he said, barreling off.

Gerald approached him next.

"How about a game of Snap later, Mathias?" he asked the pale wizard, who looked at him coolly. Neither he nor Charles had spoken to him for weeks.

"I don't think so, Gerald," he replied, "I've work to do."

Gerald looked disappointed.

"Maybe later," he said glumly and walked off, Charles in tow.

Presently Severus strode down the dungeon corridor. He saw Mathias waiting for him outside the office. He billowed up to the boy and looked down at him. Mathias met his gaze evenly, black eyes to black eyes.

"Waiting for me, Mr. Granger?" Severus asked as he pulled out his wand and unwarded his office door.

"Yes sir. But I'm Mr. Snape now," he said.

Severus spun and looked at him.

"Mr. Snape?" the wizard asked him incredulously, both eyebrows raised.

"Well, that's what I want to be called," the boy replied, turning a little red.

Severus stared at him a moment, then opened his office door, gesturing to Mathias to enter, which he did. The Professor closed the door behind them, warded it and placed a silencing spell over the office. He swooped behind his desk as Mathias sat in the uncomfortable, rickety chair in front of the wizard's desk. Severus kept the chair as uncomfortable as possible in order to cut meetings short.

Severus studied the boy for a moment.

"We are going to cut the formalities, Mathias, since this is obviously a personal matter we are discussing," Severus said, scowling slightly, "Now what is this about taking the surname "Snape?" I don't require that of you. As I said, we can continue as we always have. I don't expect anything from you. I haven't been a father to you for your entire life. I don't expect you to accept me as one now."

Mathias looked at him.

"Can I be honest, sir?" he asked his father.

"Always," Severus replied, smirking a bit at the boy's candor.

"There are benefits to being known as your son, sir. You are a respected Potions Master, and as your son…I can expect some of that respect too," Mathias said. "When I go to university, the Snape name will probably be of some use."

Severus arched an eyebrow at the Slytheriness of this statement.

"Plus, if I have your name, no one will immediately know I am a bastard, sir. Having my mother's last name lets everyone know she wasn't married when she had me. People look down on bastards, Professor. If I have your name, then it will be better for me," Mathias said.

Severus stared at the boy. He certainly was thinking about his future.

"Does your mother know about this?" he asked the boy.

"Yes. She said she was going to talk to you about it, but I thought it better if I did, since I am the one who wants my name changed," Mathias replied.

Severus nodded.

"You do understand, Mathias, taking my name could make you a target as well. I am not a popular teacher. Some of the other students may try to punish you to get back at me," the wizard said.

"I'm always on my guard anyway, Professor. I'm not worried about that," Mathias replied. "Anyway, the whole school knows I'm your son, so the name won't make a difference if they want to have a go at me, sir."

Severus leaned back in his swivel chair and drummed his fingertips on the desktop for several moments.

"Very well. I will go down to the Ministry on Monday, collect your mother, go to the Magical Bureau of Vital Statistics and have your birth certificate altered. Is that satisfactory, Mr. Gra…Snape?" he asked his son.

"Yes sir," Mathias said, beaming at him.

Severus felt a bit of warmth wash over him at the pleased look in the boy's eyes. He had made him happy. Severus rarely made anyone happy. It was a nice feeling, actually. He tried to shake it off.

"Is that all you wished to discuss with me, Mathias?" Severus asked him.

"No sir. I wanted to know something else," the boy asked, looking at him levelly.

"What is it?" Severus asked curiously. The gods only knew what would come out of this young wizard's mouth.

"What was it about my mum that attracted you to her? I mean, in class you always say how much she annoyed you. You seemed as if you didn't like her. But then, you…you…you did sex with her. I want to know why," Mathias said earnestly.

Good gods.

Severus took a deep breath. How was he going to approach this? He didn't want to tell the boy to mind his own business, well, actually he did…but he had a right to know the situation that led up to his conception.

"Mathias, you remember the talk we had about how wizards are attracted to witches by the mating instinct?" he asked the boy.

"Yes sir," Mathias said.

"Well, that instinct came into play when I was with your mother one night, and she confessed to me how attracted she was to me in her last year of Hogwarts. Such a confession will make any wizard look at a witch as a potential sexual partner. I knew she was attracted to me when she was a student, but since she was my student, I didn't pursue her," the wizard said.

Actually Severus just never got around to fucking Hermione in her seventh year, he was too busy with the Order. His darker nature would have enjoyed deflowering one of the golden trio. But alas, she graduated untouched by him. Still, Mathias didn't need to know how lecherous he really was.

"When we met, she was in university. Since it was obvious she was still attracted to me, I became attracted to her. Your mother was young and pretty, Mathias, and she was drawn to me. I don't attract many young witches based on who I am. So your mother was quite a special case. She wanted me and I wanted her, so we indulged ourselves," the wizard said.

Mathias noticed his father's face contort slightly.

"Something went wrong, didn't it, Professor?" Mathias asked him.

The Potions Master gave his son a startled look. The boy was too perceptive. He wondered if Mathias could handle the truth? After a moment's consideration, Severus decided to tell him. The boy was quite mature for his age.

"Yes it did, Mathias. Our interlude together was very pleasant. But the next morning, your mother didn't remember any of it, and was very upset to find herself in bed with me. She accused me of taking advantage of her, and said some very cruel things. Since she didn't remember what happened between us, I left her there. There wasn't anything I could do to calm her. What made it worse was it was her first time being with a wizard in such a manner. The first time for a witch is supposed to be special."

Mathias frowned at Severus.

"Why didn't she remember?" the little wizard asked.

Severus sighed.

"We were consuming alcohol. Drinking. Apparently she blacked out and had no recollection of either our conversation beforehand or being with me afterwards," the wizard explained. "I didn't know she wasn't lucid."

Mathias scowled.

"But mum doesn't drink," he said.

Severus looked at him.

"She doesn't drink now, probably because of what happened that night," the wizard responded.

Mathias processed this. Yes, that made sense. He looked at his father.

"Did she ever find out what really happened?" Mathias asked him.

Severus nodded.

"When you came to Hogwarts, we had a talk and I gave her my memories of it. She apologized to me," the wizard said. "She now knows that our interlude was consensual. That we both were willing."

Mathias was silent for a few moments.

"You must have been mad at her," he observed, looking at his father.

"Yes, I was. I felt mistreated," the wizard admitted, "and when she came to me with the news she was pregnant, I let all that anger out and drove her away. I couldn't accept you anyway, Mathias, for reasons I explained last night."

Mathias nodded.

"Professor, do you think if my mother had remembered and didn't act the way she did later, that you might have seen each other again?" Mathias asked him.

"I don't know, Mathias. It would have been very dangerous to do so. She is muggle-born and I was a deatheater. The Dark Lord did not allow relationships with muggle-borns," Severus said.

"Would you have liked to, if you weren't a deatheater?" the boy pressed.

Severus thought about how Hermione had responded to him that night. He had taken her virginity, the first and only wizard to have claimed her. She was affectionate and evidenced true emotion, not just lust. It was different for him, to have a witch who wanted him that way. A witch that let him be her first.

"Perhaps," Severus said quietly.

Mathias smiled. Severus looked at the boy sharply.

"Are you still attracted to my mum, Professor?" the boy asked. There was just a little too much innocence in his voice. "I mean, she knows what happened now, and apologized. Do you still like her like that?"

Severus scowled at him.

"That is a very personal question, Mathias. You've overstepped your bounds. If this were not an informal meeting, I'd take points from you for asking me such a question," the Potions Master said, his face black.

But Mathias just smiled at him. If the Professor weren't attracted to his mother, he would have said so. Mathias decided to tell the wizard how he felt.

"Professor, my mum is all by herself now. She doesn't have anybody and it's not good. She had Mr. Forall, but he was an idiot. He wasn't intelligent like she was, and I didn't like him," Mathias said earnestly.

"You are by yourself too, and intelligent so you would have things to talk to my mum about other than work and Quidditch. Plus you and mum have already been together. Maybe you could be her new boyfriend," the boy said, his black eyes boring into Severus' own black orbs. "You could keep each other company sometimes."

Great Merlin's knobby knees! Hermione's boyfriend?

"Mathias, I am not and I have never been any witch's "boyfriend!" Severus said, frowning at him.

"But you said that you might have seen her again if things were different. Well, things are different. We are accepted now. The Dark Lord won't punish you. You're still a deatheater but you can be around us now. You can be around mum," Mathias said.

Severus furrowed his eyebrows at the boy.

"You want me to be with your mother, after all I've done?" he asked the boy.

"You almost died for us and are trying to make things right. If you like each other still, it would be good if you were together. We'd be more like a family," Mathias said. "I'm not saying get married or anything…but just…just be together."

Severus stared at the boy. Mathias knew what sex was, so he had to know that his being with his mother would mean he'd "stick his penis" in her. Repeatedly. Not an unpleasant thought.

Gods, the boy was giving him the go ahead to fuck his mum. Severus stared at him.

"Did you tell your mother how you felt?" he asked the young wizard, totally amazed by him.

"Yes, she knows how I feel," Mathias said.

"What did she say?" the Potions Master asked him curiously.

He could imagine the witch turning all kinds of colors.

Suddenly, the boy had a very cunning look on his face.

"I can show you the conversation," he said, a wicked little grin on his face, "You can use legilimency to see it."

Severus was very tempted.

"I don't mind," Mathias said.

The boy stood up and walked around Severus' desk, standing in front of him and closing his eyes.

Severus hesitated a moment, then decided "what the hell."

"Legilimens," he said, placing two fingers against Mathias' temple to strengthen the connection.

He searched about the boy's mind until he found his latest remembrances, and carefully focused only on his and his mother's conversation. The boy needed privacy after all. The wizard listened as Mathias debated with his mother, arguing on his behalf, his eyebrows rising when Hermione admitted to her son that she "liked him a little."

Hm.

Clearly Mathias had scored on the witch. She ended the conversation by clearing the table. Hermione never gave up on an argument unless she was bested. Severus pulled out of Mathias' mind. He looked at the boy.

"So that was the way of it, eh?" Severus asked him with a smirk.

"Yes sir," Mathias replied.

Severus looked at the small, pale replica of himself. What a wonder he was.

"Return to your seat, Mathias," he said.

Mathias did so, walking back around the desk, sitting down and looking at the wizard expectantly. What did he expect him to say?

"I will think about what you've said, Mathias. But that is no guarantee that I will become involved with your mother again," he said gruffly.

Mathias smiled at him. Severus found that a bit disconcerting.

"Is there anything else you wish to discuss?" he asked his son.

He hoped not. This topic was enough.

"Not right now, sir," Mathias replied, thinking about extra potions lessons and hanging out in his father's lab. If the Professor did become mum's boyfriend, then it would be much easier to move in on him later.

Severus removed the silencing charm and the ward on the door.

"You may go, Mr. Snape," Severus said, his eyes resting on his son, who rose.

"Thank you, sir," the boy said with a smile.

"Yes, yes. Go on now," Severus replied, gesturing toward the door.

Mathias gave him one more smile and exited the Potions office. The moment the door closed, Severus slumped in his chair. Mathias was something else. After a moment or two, the wizard straightened. It was Saturday, and he had tomorrow free.

His black eyes began to glitter.

Maybe he should pay a little visit to Hermione tonight and "discuss" Mathias' wishes.

The wizard grinned wickedly.

He had a feeling it would be quite a passionate discussion.

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A/N: Ooh, Severus has the blessings of his son to "engage" his mum. Lolol. Too funny. Poor Hermione. I think the lemons are properly lined up now…time to stroll through the orchard. How about Jasmine and Narcissa? Tsk. Tsk. Seems Jasmine has to do an about face to reach Mathias. We'll see how that plays out later. Anyway, please review.