Severus Snape’s office was in the dungeons much like the Potions classroom and the Slytherin dormitory. Hartford and Hermione followed their Uncle down the cold corridors, moving portraits hung all over the walls, watching the three walking past. Finally, they reached their destination, a large portrait was before them, the woman within reading a potions book in a large comfy recliner with a Muggle cigarette dangling carelessly from her left hand, a cocktail on the side table. She was tall, even sitting down that was obvious, she had a long oblong shaped face, age lines giving her the look of someone in their forties. She wasn’t very pretty by any means, her black eyes were wide, bug-like, and too far apart. Her long black hair was lank and greasy, reaching down past her shoulders. Her cheeks were sunken giving her cheekbones a very prominent look. Her skin waxy, as she had never seen the sun, a permanent scowl rested on her resting features. Severus coughed, gaining the portraits attention, the scowl deepened as she looked up to see who dared bothered her. It happened within a second, a blink and it would’ve been missed, but her demeanor changed, her thin lips spread into a beautiful smile, her black eyes sparkled with happiness. It was like it was a different woman before them. "Severus." She spoke softly with love and tenderness, her hand reaching for him, but unable to leave the painting. "Hello Mother." Severus returned just as warmly, his own potion stained, long-fingered hand reaching up to touch hers. When he had first been made Potions Professor by Albus Dumbledore all those years ago he had pulled the portrait of his Mother, Eileen Snape née Prince, from his home and placed it as his rooms guardian. He had been forever grateful that she had, had the portrait done shortly before her death in 1977, he had only just finished sixth year and came home to discover his Muggle Father had been arrested for her murder. "Hartford, Hermione." She greeted softly, her eyes flickering to them before returning to her son. "Lady Prince." They chorused politely. "Did everything go according to plan this morning?" Eileen asked her son as she sat back down, crossing one leg under the other, resting her hands on her lap. "Yes it did, Binns is gone, the wolf has taken his place. Tom and Lucius have control of The Board of Governors and seem to be well liked by all the members." Severus said with smirk. "Speaking of Tom, he is currently enjoying your 1900 aged bottle of Firewhiskey." She said chuckling when her son cursed under his breath. "Boomslang." He spat the password, shaking his head as his Mother continued to laugh as they entered his office.