Severus and Hermione Snape lived a long, happy life together. They had one child, Annelise, who was spoiled profusely by the both of them. Annelise grew up to be a Potions mistress herself and was named Headmistress of Hogwarts like her parents before her.
Annelise stepped into her office and made her way to her desk. Her eyes were riveted to the large portrait that was judiciously placed behind it. She smiled as she walked up to the painting as the inhabitants both eyed her.
"Mum, Daddy... I hope you're happy with your portrait."
Severus gazed about him for a few seconds, but his eyes eventually were fixed on Hermione, who was at his side, right where she belonged. She had been by his side for over one hundred years. She hadn't left his side when he'd fallen ill, and she had closely followed him in death, unwilling to spend many days without him.
His eyes took in her youthful appearance.
"You've chosen well, Annelise. Your mother looks divine."
Hermione gazed up at Severus. "As does your father." She smiled at him, and he felt his paint-brushed heart beat all the faster.
He knew this time that there was no magical spell trapping his soul. His soul had gone on to the beyond, and he was sure it had embraced Hermione's soul at her arrival. Nonetheless, he couldn't help but feel a bit of anticipation as he thought of the years that lay before them as portraits. Not only would his soul be with his love for eternity, so would he as a portrait.
Annelise smiled at them. "I'm glad you're both happy. It's... it's wonderful to see both of you again." She sniffed and wiped a tear from her eye.
Severus arched an eyebrow at her. "You do realize you didn't have to become Headmistress to see us."
Annelise laughed heartily. "Oh, Daddy, you always make me laugh. I'm glad that the artist captured that aspect of your personality." She clasped her hands together.
"Well, you both know the drill," Annelise said casually. "Feel free to roam about as you'd like."
Severus got a glint in his eye. "Is that painting with the pond and the willow tree still across from the entry to your office?" he asked.
"Very well, we will see you later, young lady. Your mother and I are going on a picnic."
With that, he took Hermione's hand and brought it to his lips. "Shall we, my dear?"
Hermione smiled and kissed him on his forehead. "Lead the way, my love."
With anticipation, he pulled her along and out of the frame, leaving their daughter smiling knowingly behind them.
A/N: Thank you all so much for following along with this story. I'm glad you all enjoyed it as much as you did. It wouldn't have been half as good without the help of slytherinlaurel and morethansirius who helped not only get my t's crossed and my commas placed, but suggested things to make the plot more cohesive. Until next time!