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Liquid vapors slipped up from bubbling brews. Dark shadows slipped to and fro around the room. The hissing and popping of the fires would make others jump considering no other sound was heard. Not even from the two stationed by the workbench in the center.
Golden rays danced from vials laid out on the table, a kaleidoscope of colors flickered upon the ceiling. It was all eerie and mysterious. The taller of the two figures gently sprinkled the last ingredient in, sweat slipped down both their brows and the youngest of the two brushed it away quickly. Not wanting it to fall into the potion.
Yes, a potion. Perhaps the most dangerous one in the world.
"It's changing papa," the smaller ones voice said.
"Mother of pearl sheen," the older male said as spiraling steam came off the potion.
"The fire, quickly put it out."
The younger did as she was told and waited until he sighed in relief "It is finished."
"It worked then?" she asked, looking up at him.
"Yes child, you did good." His baritone voice was hinted with pride, a small lip twitch made her think he was going to smile but it never came.
"Amortentia, this is amazing," she said moving closer, his hand stopped her as he arched a brow "do you really wish to test this theory that werewolves are immune?"
She nodded her head and inhaled slightly "I read that the scent is multi faceted. That even if it's a love potion it's based on what someone likes. So if someone smells fish does that mean their love is a mermaid?"
"I have..never considered that question Sirin, I do not find myself brewing this often if at all." Severus called the potion bottles to the table "Test this theory quickly so that I may dispense the potion and label them. "
She walked up and sniffed, The smell of falling rain, of earth that has been dug up and.."Bacon."
"Bacon…" He arched a brow giving her a questionable look.
"I smell bacon, fried just right. Dark and crunchy.." she said smiling.
"In your twenty some odd years, have you ever met anyone that smelt of bacon?" he asked, crossing his arms.
"nope! so as i said we are immune!" she replied.
A knocking was heard upon the lab's door, she moved to allow him to answer it and began carefully spooning the potion into the bottles.
She heard voices but could not make out what they were saying. His lab at Hogwarts had been small and inefficient , this lab was the size of a quidditch pitch.
"Remus, to what do we owe this honor?" Severus asked, opening the door and instantly regretting it.
"I uh, I brought Payne some lunch, you to if you don't mind burnt bacon," Remus said chuckling.
"Burnt…." Severus ran a hand over his face, as clever as his daughter was , somethings were right before her and she did not see them.
"Sirin! Your date has arrived. Be gone before the lab smells of burnt meat!" he called and heard her squeal with glee and the call of food. She hugged him tightly which made him simply pat her head "yes child. have ...fun."
She looked up and beamed at him, he could still picture her as a child waddling behind him. His lips twitched again.
"oh papa?"
"yes child?"
"thank you for letting me help!"
His lips twitched "You are welcome."
she turned then "oh and papa?"
"Child, you do not ususally keep the wolf waiting…"
"i know i know but..I love you papa!'
For several minutes he didnt reply. It was not often they spoke of feelings. She knew he loved her, he knew she loved him. She might not be his blood but she was every bit his.
Her hand was on the door ready to close it when he called out "Sirin?"
"yes papa?"
"i love you too."