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Snape's New Life Another year started at Hogwarts. Harry Potter was especially
pleased to get away from the Dursley's once more, and start his sixth year.
As he arrived at the train station, he met up with his best friends, Ron
and Hermione and waved at them. "Well we better get on the train before we miss it." said Ron Weasly. They grabbed their bags and boarded. When they arrived at Hogwarts, and the Sorting feast was over with, the three of them settled into the Gryffindor common room. It seemed like second home to them by now. They were busy talking about their upcoming classes. "Well, I have decided to take advanced potions this year on top of my regular potions class." said Hermoine proudly. "Are you MAD?! Another class with that god-awful Snape?" shrieked Ron. "Actually yes, I am advanced with all of my other subjects, and Professer Snape has agreed to give me extra lessons. Maybe you should try it someday." she smirked. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX A few days went by. Hermione continued to stay an extra hour after school to take her advance potions class with Professor Snape. Snape didn't dissagree, after all, she was the brightest student in her year, if not all Hogwarts. Snape was patient and willing to teach her, and that pleased Hermione. She was taking a fancy to advanced potions. After all, it was one of the most difficult classes there were, and it required excellent coordination and an quick mind to be able to handle the different ingredients at the right times. On the other hand, Hermione was also begginning to enjoy the company of Snape. For some reason, his strict teaching method made Hermione feel at ease. Ron and Harry wanted nothing do do with Hermione's extra class. They were beginning to like the idea of having Hermione not breathing down their backs while they did their homework. Still, they missed their friend sometimes. Just as well, they also had Quiddich to practice when not studying. One day in mid September, Hermione came to her after school potions class like usual. Her and Snape were getting along better recently. As she sat down, she began brewing her potion, but the smell was overwhelming. It made her head spin. She suddenly became glassy eyed. "What are you looking at Miss Granger?" Snape snorted. "Mmm..."she mumbled. Her face fell on the desk. Snaped walked up to her. "Is something wrong?" He shook her arm. Hermione snapped back to reality. "What? Did I miss something?" "You need to lay down." He helped her to a couch in his office in the back of the classroom. It was slightly uncomfortable, but she layed down anyways. Snape brought over something to drink. "Drink, it's water." he said, "it will help you feel better." She slowly sipped the liquid as Snape sat on the edge of the couch. As she looked up at him, she noticed his eyes. They were no longer the eyes of a strict potions master. They became eyes of a concerned man. He lay a hand on her shoulder. "Shouldn't I see the nurse? I mean...I feel dizzy." she stammered "It is a side effect of the potion's fumes. It will wear off soon. In the mean time, just lay down. I don't like to send students to the nurse if I don't have to, it's a waste of time." he replied. As she sat there, she noticed Snape rubbing her shoulder. It felt comforting. "Professer," she began. "I didn't know you could be so kind. Thank you." "I can be kind if I have a reason to. You are a top student and I don't want to see you missing any of my lessons." He replied, still massaging her shoulder. After a few minutes, Hermoine sat her empty cup down on the small end table. As she gazed up at Snape, something came over her. She leaned forward and began to kiss him. Snape was at first shocked, but succumbed to it. It was a feeling he had never experienced. Lust. He wanted more. Leaning over, he slowly unbuttoned her robe. She made no move to stop him, only continued kissing him, her hand slowly making its way down his his abdomen and into his trousers. Her robe unbuttoned, he threw off his own robe and began to undo his pants, pausing only to flick his wand, shutting the door and closing the drapes. Hermoine lay there kissing Snape's neck lovingly while Snape slipped himself inside her her delicate body. It was an intimate next few moments. Suddenly, Snape thrust himself into her as hard as he could, let out a low moan and collapsed beside Hermoine. After a few moments of laying there, they both quietly got themselves dressed and Hermoine left to go shower. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX The next morning, which was Saturday thankfully, Hermione realized what had happened. "Oh my god, what have I done?" she thought. This was serious, if anyone found out that she had an affair with a teacher she would surely be expelled. Then another thought came to her, what if she got pregnant from it? It was the right time in her cycle for it to happen. No, she was going to do something about it. She ran for the library. Ron and Harry found her in the restricted section a few minutes later. "What are you doing here, we wanted to know if you would be interested in taking a walk." said Harry. "I have some studying to do, I will catch up with you in a bit, ok?" she quickly replied. "Does she ever get tired of studying?" asked Ron. "This is Hermione we are talking about, studying is her life," replied Harry, as the two of them left the library. Whew, they are gone, thought Hermione. She found an dusty old book that would be some use. The book was small, so she hid it in her robes and left the library to head for her bedroom in the Gryffindor wing. Once there, she was relieved that there wasn't another person in sight, so she lay across her bed and scanned the book. Surely something would be useful here. Then she saw it, a page on how to brew a potion for the "morning after" to prevent conception. The bottom part of the page was torn, but most of the words were clear enough for her to read through the smudges. "Wow, this potion is complicated, It will take the better part of today to brew it." she said outloud. Thankfully there was no one to hear her at the moment. For the next few hours, Hermoine went gathering the ingredients. Luckily, Snape had let her borrow some of the more trickier items for other potions as homework. Harry and Ron were busy playing Quiddich. Good, it will keep them out of the way. Once she had her ingredients, she packed her backpack and headed for the girls bathroom. It was the one that Moaning Myrtle haunted, so she knew she wouldn't be disturbed. She carefully lay the different ingredients on the floor, and started. What she was doing was complicated, and the torn off part in the page and the smudges made it difficult to understand part of the potion, but she was sure she got it right. Down the hatch. It tasted aweful, but she managed to drink it all anyways. Now the only thing there was to do was wait and see. She packed her items up and left to catch up with the Ron and Harry. On the other side of the castle, Snape was busy making notes for his next class. Suddenly, he felt a sharp, quick pain in his abdomen. Brushing it off as gas, he continued his work. That evening after dinner, a knock came on Snape's door. "It's open," he sneered. Hermoine walked in. "Sir, about yesterday..." she began quietly. "What happened between us, happened. I unfortunatly cannot make a potion to go back and change it, Miss Granger," he said quickly. "I just wanted to say, we have no feelings for each other, so um...let's not let this happen again." "I agree with that," Snape said. "I would advise you to not to let this information leak out, the last thing I want is that nosy Potter to find out, or his red headed twit of a friend." "Promise," she agreed. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX A few weeks later, Hermoine was back to her usual self. She had almost completely forgotten about the incident...until she walked into Snape's potions class with Harry and Ron. Snape was sitting at his desk, waiting for the class to shuffle in. Once the room was full, he stood up and began his lesson. But he stood up a little too fast. "I expect all of you to get this potion right, it will be on your next test." he said. Then he stopped. His face began to get a greenish hue to it. "Excuse me for a moment," he choked, and ran out of the room. This caused an uproar with the class. "Is he sick?" someone asked. "He probably was sniffing too many of his potions again," chuckled Draco Malfoy. Always the negative one. A few minutes later, Snape slowly walked back into the room. "Where was I...this potion will be on your next test so pay attention." He shot a glance at Neville Longbottom, whom looked very nervous. "Pardon me sir, but this is the fourth time this week you have gotten sick in class, are you alright?" asked Harry. "Five points from Griffyndor for speaking out of line Potter. And yes, I'm fine, simple case of the stomach flu." retorted Snape. The rest of the lesson went without incident. After class, Hermoine began to worry. She still had a couple hours before her advanced potions class, so she dove herself into her work until then. When it was finally time for advanced potions, she raced to Snape's classroom. He was correcting papers at his desk and took no notice of her at first. "Sir, I am here for my class." she said. "Just a moment and I will be ready," he replied. Snape gathered his papers up and set them aside. "Now, have you done the homework assignment like I asked?" "Before we get to that Professor, I wanted to ask about your health. I mean Harry was right, this is the fourth time this week you have raced to the bathroom. I'm getting worried," she said. "My health is none of your concern Miss Granger, shall we begin the lesson?" he shot back. "Well sir, it actualy is my concern, because it might be my fault." she spoke softly. "What do you mean 'your fault', explain yourself." Snape was getting curious, and that was not a good thing. "After our...incident, I brewed a potion to make sure I wouldn't conceive. I didn't think about it until you started getting sick. I am afraid that the potion went wrong somehow." Hermione was getting uneasy. "And what would this potion be? If you wanted to do something like that you should have checked with myself first, I AM your potions master after all." he sneered. "It was a morning after potion, designed to prevent conception," she muttered. Snape reached for a book on the shelf behind him and opened it. This copy was much cleaner and easier to read than the book she had borrowed from the library. He handed the book to Hermoine and she flipped to the page she used. This book had the whole page and it was clearly written. "Oh, the book I borrowed didn't have this part, it was torn off." She said, as she began reading it. "Lastly, place two finely grouned stalks of Magerose in the potion and mix thouroghly. Failure to add Magerose could result in a number of side effects to one or both partners, including purple skin, hair loss, or rarely, the other partner conceiving, regardless of gender." "YOU DIDN"T ADD THE MAGEROSE?!" boomed Snape. "I thought I had taught you better you witless girl!" He was furious. "Sir...that part was ripped from my book, I figured it was a footnote or something...I didn't mean..." she sobbed. This was not happening. He pulled out another book and opened it on the table. Finding the ingredients he wanted, he mixed together a quick potion. "Excuse me, I will return momentarily." Snape walked out the door with the flask he was holding. A minute later he came back, shaking, his face white as a ghost. "Professor, what is wrong? Is there something I can do?" a look of fear came to her eyes. "N...nothing." Snape stuttered. He placed the flask on the table and stared at the bright blue mixture with the look of horror on his face. Hermoine looked at the book beside the flask. What he made was a simple pregnancy test...and it was positive. Professor Snape was up the duff. Knocked up. Pregnant. "I will have to abort it," he managed to say after a while. Hermoine was beginning to sob again."No you can't, you just can't! I won't let you kill it, it's just as much mine as it is yours, and I say NO!" "Nonsense, at the moment it is nothing more than a tiny blob, it doesn't even have a heartbeat yet," Snape retorted. "Please don't sir, I promise we can make this work, I don't want to kill it." she was crying frantically now. He sat back down in his chair. "Very well, but I expect you to keep it a secret, you tattle and you fail the class. And I also expect you to assist me if I need it." Snape said. "Agreed." said Hermoine, sniffing. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Hermoine looked through a muggle book on how to ease morning sickness and found numerous "remedies", so she decided to try some on Snape over the next week. The one that did work was peppermint tea. She soon noticed that Snape was having peppermint tea with every meal and sometimes during classes. One other thing that concerned her was Snape's belly, it was just barely beginning to grow. One day, during her advanced potions class, Hermoine had to wait for a potion to brew. She might as well ask how Snape was doing. "Horrid. Among other things, I can't go anywhere without getting sick to my stomach and my clothes are fitting too tight." he said miserably. "Well, a simple stretching charm should work on your clothes, although they can only stretch so far." She tapped his trousers and his shirt with her wand. They stretched to the point where they were slightly loose around his waist, making Snape more comfortable. "And I know of another charm that will hide your growing belly. NOTISSA MEENOTO!" His belly tingled for a second, but when he looked down, he seemed thinner. "Five points to Gryffindor," He figured she needed to be rewarded for easing his discomforts. Hermoine beamed. She said, "Don't worry sir, I'll see to it that you stay in good health. I don't want my child to get hurt." She bent down and gave a quick kiss to Snapes belly. He made a thin lipped smiled. Just then, Headmaster Dumbledore entered the room. "Well, Professer, I wanted to talk to you about something...but I think we should talk about something new now." He looked at Hermoine, still leaning over. There was no hiding, he knew something was wrong. "Headmaster, Miss Granger was simply concerned about my health, I have been under the weather lately." Snape quickly said. "I believe that having a student kiss a teacher's stomach is not a remedy for any known sickness." Dumbledore stated. Snape was right, they were caught. "Dumbledore, sir, I can explain," Hermoine began. She was cut off. "Headmaster, do not blame Miss Granger, it was much my fault as it was hers," Snape said. He told Dumbledore the whole story. Dumbledore sat quietly, listening. He made no expression. "Well, Severus, you do know the policy regarding teacher-student relationships I believe?" Dumbledore asked. "Please Dumbledore sir, It was a one time happening. Professor Snape and I have no feelings for each other. I merely want to take care of the child." Hermoine insisted. "I share no affection for Miss Granger," Snape spat. "Very well, I will assume this was a one time incident and leave it at that. Miss Granger, I would like to see you not going to advanced potions class anymore though," the Headmaster replied. "Headmaster, if I may, considering my current condition, I will be unable to create or handle certain potions or ingredients. Perhaps Miss Granger would be of some use to me still," Snape offered. "Yes, I believe that can be arranged. Miss Granger, that shall take the place of your advanced potions. But I will be monitoring occasionally. What do you say?" asked Dumbledore. "Sir, I would very much like that," said Hermione. And it was so. Hermoine would become Professor Snape's aid after classes, instead of taking advanced potions. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Christmas was right around the corner. Students were making regular trips to Hogsmead while the staff was decorating for the coming holiday. One Saturday, Harry, Ron and Hermoine were in the Gryffindor common room talking. "Honestly Hermione, how can you stand being with that greasy git?" said Ron. "It's not that bad, and I'm learning LOADS of stuff," replied Hermione. That should settle his curiosity. She knew that Ron wanted nothing to do with learning. "But Hermione, since you have been taking that extra class, it's been cutting into our time to hang out with you, are you sure you still want to continue doing this?" asked Harry. "Like I said, I've already done the advanced class of every other subject and it never bothered you guys before. Why should it be different now?" Hermoine really didn't want to talk about it, it was too risky. "We just don't want any of Snape rubbing off on you or something, that guy gives us the creeps." said Ron. That statement made Hermoine's stomach turn. She quickly changed the subject. "Look, why don't we go to Hogsmead, then we can do a little shopping as well as hanging out ok?" she suggested. "Good idea, let's be off!" exclaimed Harry. While they were at Hogsmead, Hermoine decided to go into the robe shop. "Does she really need more robes? Women, honestly!" huffed Ron, as him and Harry went to Honeyduke's across the street. Nonsense, Hermoine thought. A few minutes later she came back out with two large boxes and met back up with Ron and Harry. Ron had bought a ton of chocolate frogs, while Harry got himself some new armpads for Quiddich. They returned to Hogwarts that afternoon and the Harry mentioned something about his last Quiddich practice before the holidays. Good, that gave Hermione time to think while she made her way up to the owlry. She had written a long note to her parents, giving false reasons why she needed to remain at Hogwarts. In truth, she didn't want to leave Professor Snape alone, lest he do something he would regret. After the owl flew away with her letter, she decided to go pay a visit to Snape in his office. "Just a minute, I'm busy," she heard Snape say. "Professor, it's me," she answered. "Then you may come in, but close the door behind you, I do not want to be disturbed." said Snape. She came in, careful to shut the door behind her. Snape was spread out across a large burgundy couch, sipping tea. Once he saw her, he sat up to make room for her to sit down. "I have found a book on magical male pregnancies," he started. his stomach grumbled, and he replied to it by rubbing it. "According to this book, there have been only about 20 reported cases in this last century, and most of the poor blokes died giving birth or had a miscarraige. It also says that extra precautions should be taken as the male body is not designed to carry a child." "Don't worry, you will be fine. I came to let you know that I will be spending my holiday here at Hogwarts to help you. My parents already agreed that it would be best, althought they think it's so I can study harder." she said. "Well, then I can expect you to work hard at assisting me. I have a lot to do this holiday to get ready for tests. Could you look in my drawer there and hand me a few teacakes?" Snape replied. Hermoine reached in his drawer and inside was a box of teacakes. She handed him a few and within seconds they were devoured. She pulled the rest out of the drawer and set them on the small table beside him. "I assume you are beginning cravings? Just make sure that you eat healthy." she giggled. "I will eat what I feel like eating." he said with his mouth full. Hermoine stood up. "Well, I need to be off, Harry and Ron will want to say goodbye to me." With that, she lay a soft hand on Snape's slightly bulging belly for a moment, and left to go find her friends. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Chrismas had finally arrived. It was lightly snowing outside and Hermoine woke with good spirits. She walked down to the common room and began to open her presents. From Ron, she got some candy and a book on magical theory. From Harry it was a pair of silver hoop earrings and a matching silver necklace. She put on the jewelry and decided the book would be good for some light reading later that day. After opening the rest of her presents, she went back upstairs and god herself dressed. She had some business to do. Pulling out the boxes, she took them to Professer Snape. He was once again in his office drinking tea and eating cakes. She came in and cheerfully exclaimed, "Merry Christmas!" Hermoine was holding two large red ribboned boxes, with a namecard labeled 'To Professor Snape'. Snape looked at her. This was not what he expected. He almost never got presents. Hermoine pushed the boxes in his lap, begging for him to open them. "Are you...sure?" he stuttered. She laughed. "Yes silly, now open them!" He pulled the red ribbon off one and opened it. Inside lay a set of nice black robes, in a large enough size to accomidate his growing belly. The other box contained two pairs of trousers, both of which had a hidden elastic waistband in the back so it wasn't noticible. Also a couple of dress shirts, exactly the type he normaly wore, only larger. "I had to have them special ordered. I hope they will fit." Snape just stared, he didn't know what to say. Finally he managed a "Thank you," and pointed to a small green wrapped present on his desk. Hermoine picked it up. "For me?" she asked. Snape nodded. She unwrapped the present and found a book on advanced potions and charms, along with a small gold ring. "Oh thank you so much!" she exclaimed. She practically leapt in his lap and hugged him. "Your welcome. Even though you are no longer studying advanced potions, that should you give no reason to slack off. The ring has a charm on it, if I ever need help, it will glow red, the brighter, the more urgent." She placed it on her finger. It fit perfectly. Bump bump. Snape felt something strange in his abdomen. He shot Hermoine a funny look. "You ok?" she asked. "I'm just fine, give me your hand." He placed her hand on his belly. Bump bump bump. "Can you feel that? What is it?" "Oh Snape, it's the baby kicking for the first time, how wonderful!" she beamed at him. Then she stopped. "It's awful early to feel it though, but you are so thin to begin with I suppose." "Great, all I need among other things, a baby that won't hold still." Bump. Snape lay his hand on his slightly rounded abdomen and began to rub it tenderly. "I guess it won't be so bad though, at least I know it's alive in there." Snape suddenly felt warm inside. Now if you mind, may I try on my new clothes in private?" Hermoine was only too happy to let him. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX January came and went. It was close to Valentine's day. And Snape had his prenatal checkup due. The only person that Dumbledore had told was the school nurse, Madame Pomfrey. This was because she was the only one in the school medically able to make sure Snape and his unborn child was healthy. He held a hand on his belly as he walked towards Hermoine's classroom. He was feeling the baby kicking away like crazy inside him, it made him feel rather giddy. Hermoine was just ending her charms class when Snape walked up to her. "Come with me, I need your assistance," was all he could say to Hermoine in front of the other students. She gathered her schoolbag and began to follow him down the corridor towards the hospitol wing. Harry and Ron looked at each other. Something was up, and they wanted to know what. For almost half the school year she has been following Snape around like a puppy. Luckily, Harry had his invisibility cloak in the bottom of his schoolbag. When no one was looking, he draped it over himself and Ron and they silently followed Hermoine. Once they entered the hospitol wing, Snape and Hermoine went to an enclosed room that was charmed to be soundproof. Harry and Ron snuck behind them and entered just before the door closed. Dumbledor was there with Madam Pomfrey. Dumbledor stood in the corner opposite the invisible Ron and Harry, watching. "I need you to disrobe Severus and lay on the bed please." said Pomfrey cheerfully. Snape did as he was told. Pomfrey began to wave her wand over him, checking his heart, blood pressure, temperature, and other vitals. All seemed normal. Hermoine was standing beside the bed and watching. Then Pomfrey said something that caught Harry's attention, he nudged Ron to listen. "Now then, the moment of truth, are you ready?" she asked. Snape nodded. Pomfrey said a strange incantation and waved her hand over Snape's abdomen. "Oh my...we have TWINS! And they both are healthy! I cannot make out their genders so unfortunatly you will have to wait until they are born to find out. But congratulations!" Everyone in the room was shocked. Snape fainted. Hermoine jumped up and down excitedly. Dumbledor gave a quiet smile. Then came a "Blimey!" from the back of the room. Everyone except Snape, who was passed out still, spun around. Hermoine instantly knew who that was. She grabed a handful of invisible cloak and pulled it off the boys. "How dare you! What is wrong with you two, can't keep your noses out of anyone's business!" She was steaming. "Explain yourselves NOW!" Ron looked like he was going to cry. Harry decided to talk. "We were...worried. We didn't know why you were constantly avoiding us and well...we're sorry." was all he could manage. Just then, Professor Snape came to. "I'm sorry Pomfrey. I don't think I heard you correctly, did you say twins?" he stammered. Madam Pomfrey nodded and smiled. Then he saw Harry and Ron. His face grew red with anger. "And what the bloody hell are you two twits doing here! GET OUT! GET OUT NOW!" He bellowed as his heart began to pound in his chest. The twins were squirming around in his stomach, reacting to his outburst. "Severus, you need to calm yourself," began Dumbledore. "I will see to it that Mr. Weasly and Mr. Potter are given the appropriate discipline. Rest now, and congratulations" He led the two boys out of the room. Snape layed back down. "Twins," said Hermoine softly to Snape, "can you believe it," she made sure Ron and Harry were out of sight. "I'm going to be the mother of twins!" She softly rubbed her hand across his belly. The babies began to calm down. Meanwhile Harry and Ron were being led to Dumbledore's office. "What made you think that it was acceptable to follow Miss Granger into the hospitol room? I was under the assumption that you boys were growing out of your mischeif making habits." Dumblodore said calmly. Ron still stood silent. Harry thought it was better that he did all the talking anyways. "You see sir, we were worried about Hermoine. She's been acting weird and following Snape around everywhere lately. I wanted to make sure she was ok." said Harry. "I understand your concern with Miss Granger. However, you have violated Professor Snape's privacy, and that cannot be tolerated. I will have to give you three days of detention after school with Mr. Filch. It is true though, we cannot hide Professor Snape's condition for much longer I'm afraid. I will have to make an announcement to the school soon. In the mean time, both of you are sworn to secrecy. I cannot have you starting rumors before I have a chance to talk to the school, or afterward either." He shot a stern look at Ron, who was still clammed up. "Sir, who is the other parent, I mean, is it Hermoine?" asked Harry bravely. "No. You can be sure your friend is merely looking after Professor Snape's well being. It was myself that chose her as his assistant until he is ready to give birth. I figured she has the most common sense of anyone and would make sure that Professor Snape was well taken care of when not seeing the nurse." Dumbledor had partly lied. He didn't like lying, but he also didn't want the boys to know that their best friend was soon to be a mother. "Now if you would excuse me, I have a staff meeting to call." XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Professor Snape was none too happy about Dumbledore wanting to announce his condition at breakfast. Why can't he just leave me in peace? Why did he have to complicate things? His mind was racing. "Headmaster, are you sure the students can handle this? It's a rarity for a male wizard to get pregnant. And I'd rather not have a hundred rumours floating around on how I became knocked up." "Nonsense Severus. I will explain as much as I can safely, leaving the other parent out of it." He gave a quick glance at Hermoine, sitting in her seat at the Gryffindor table. "Besides, that notice-me-not cham is no longer working on you. I find it rather cute." Dumbledore patted Snape's belly affectionatly. One of the twins reacted with a quick kick. "Feisty little ones you have there Severus. Perhaps future Quiddich players," he chuckled. Snape rolled his eyes in disgust. "Attention students," began Dumbledore. "I have a special announcement to make. I'm sure that most of you are wondering why Professor Snape has been acting a little oddly. I would like to announce that Professor Snape is expecting twins June the 12th. Now I understand everyone's questions. First of all, yes, it isn't common, but there have been pregnant wizards on record. Professor Snape, however, is the first wizard on record to carry twins that we know of. Secondly, if you want to know how it happened, it was an accident involving a complicated potion. Thirdly, I will not give any information about the other parent. That is Professor Snape's business and none our own. Forthly, I have asked Hermoine Granger a while ago to become Professor Snape's personal assistant during the length of his pregnancy. She will be assisting him with potions as well as other tasks. I will remind you that she is not to be bothered with questioning. Thank you and have a wonderful day." Snape stood up in acknowledgement. Then his face turned a sickly green and his legs buckled underneath him, causing him to collapse in his chair. Professor McGonagall looked at him with worry. "Severus, are you alright?" she asked. "Bloody...morning sickness..." Snape murmured. He flicked his wand and a mug of steaming peppermint tea appeared before him. Sipping slowly, he explained. "In most cases, morning sickness dissapears after the first trimester, but I suppose I'm not that lucky." He took another sip. "Now, if you would excuse me, I need to lie down for a bit." With that, he stood up, more slowly this time, and quietly walked to his room. A few hours later, Hermoine was shuffling into the potions classroom along with the rest of the 6th year students. As each of them took their seat, a cauldron of greenish blue liquid sat bubbling in front of them. Then Professor Snape strode into the room with one hand cradling his now showing belly and the other arm moving as he walked. "If I catch anyone making fun of my condition in any form or way, they will be skinned alive and hung out to dry." he sneered. The students looked nervous. "And to sate your curiosity, I am five months along. In front of you is a potion. By the end of class I expect you to hand in a parchment explaining what it is, the ingredient list, and what the side effects are. Miss Granger, since you were kind enough to brew the potions for me, I do not want to hear a word escape your mouth. Am I clear?" The entire class nodded and started to work. It didn't take long before Harry and Ron started exchanging whispers. Harry whispered to Ron, "So, who do you think is the other parent?" Ron gave a smirk. "Probably Filch, he's almost as mean," whispered Ron. Both boys silently laughed. Hermoine wasn't pleased. "Don't be stupid Ron," she hissed quietly. "They are both men, and two men cannot create a child, regardless what magic is involved." Unfortunatly, Hermoine had spoken too loud. "Miss Granger, my office, NOW." growled Snape. Hermoine stood up and walked to the office in back of the classroom. Snape followed her, looking back at the class and snapped, "The rest of you, back to your task." With that he slammed the door shut. With the door closed, Snape stared at Hermoine. "While I appreciate you defending my dignity Miss Granger, I remember telling you to keep your mouth shut." He lowered his voice a touch. "Now kiss me." Hermoine wasn't expecting him to say that, but she began to kiss him anyways. Snape embraced her and kissed harder. After a few moments of this, Snape pulled away and said, "I still have a class to teach, maybe some other time." Hermoine nodded and smiled. She returned back to her seat, pretending she had come out of a long lecture. The remainder of the lesson was quiet. That "some other time" Snape was talking about turned out to be later that afternoon. Hermoine, after helping Snape prepare some semi-dangerous ingredients for the next day's class, walked into Snape's office. "I'm done, is there anything else you need?" she asked. Snape was sprawled across his couch eating a ham sandwich. Snape waved his wand over the couch and it streched width wise to accomidate her. "Yes, sit." She did what he asked. He placed the sandwich on the table. Snape looked into her eyes. How beautiful they were, he never noticed them before. Suddenly, the urge came over him again. He must have her. Now. Snape grabbed Hermoine and pulled her to him. She threw her arms around him and gently bit his neck. Clothes came unbuttoned and heaped onto the floor. Hermoine ran her hand up and down Snape's soft skin. Apart from his rounded abomen, he was a thin man, with his muscles well toned. He pulled himself on top of her deliciously feminine body. It begged him for sex, and he gave no refusal. It was more akward this time with his belly in the way, but he managed to let loose a final grunt and spill himself inside her. Bliss. Snape carefully lay back down beside her and the both of them fell asleep. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX It was late that evening when Hermoine woke up. She was still stark naked, and cold. She cast a cleansing charm on herself and the still sleeping professor and got dressed. Just as she was about to leave, Snape groaned and woke up. "Wait," he said. She stopped. "I thought there was nothing between us," Hermoine said. She sounded ashamed of herself. "But I couldn't help myself. Am I mad?" "No, you are not mad," he replied. Getting dressed, he spoke again, more sternly this time. "We are not to tell anyone about this. Understand?" She nodded quietly. "Now then, before you leave, let me show you the correct way to make a morning ofter potion." After the potion was made and consumed, Hermoine made her way to the Gryffindor wing. She bumped into Professor McGonagall. "What are you doing out this hour Miss Granger? The rest of the Gryffindors are asleep in their beds." she said. "Professor Snape had me work extra hard today, I had to make some potions for his storage," she lied quickly. "Very well, but I will have a quick word with Professor Snape. I don't want students working this late at night, you both need rest to be ready for the next day." McGonagall replied. As Hermoine slowly walked to her dorm, McGonagall went straight to Snape's office. He was still there, finishing the last of his paperwork. "Severus, a word with you," McGonagall said as she came in. "While I understand Miss Granger is helping you with the work that is too dangerous in your condition, I must ask that you send her to bed at a decent hour. I had the opportunity to run into her on her way back to her dorm and she looked worn out." "I understand Minerva," Snape replied. "I needed her to make some potions for me to place in storage. My cupboard was running low," he lied. Thankfully, it was the same lie that Hermoine gave just minutes ago. "I can assure you this would be the only time I needed her this late. Now, I need some rest, my body can only endure so much." he said as he cupped his hand over the babies inside him. McGonagall left the room, and Snape made his way towards his own bed. As he lay down on the green silk sheets of his bed, he stared up at the ceiling. Was he going mad himself? Why can't he control himself? What is it about Hermoine that he finds appealing? A million questions raced through his head. He looked down at his swollen self. Inside him were two new lives growing and developing. They depended on him, relied on him. "It's alright my dears," he said soothingly, massaging his belly. "Daddy won't ever let anything happen to you. Ever." It sounded strange for him to call himself a father, but he would have to get used to it. These children were his blood, his flesh. At that moment, he knew his life would change forever once these children were born. He rolled onto his side and was soon silently snoring. Hermoine was having similar thoughts across the castle. What made her so attracted to the potions master? Does he share the same feelings towards her? Would she be allowed to see her children after they are born? The children. How wonderful it was to her to be able to secretly call herself a mother. Then she had another thought. How will she tell her parents, she was only sixteen and not even out of school yet. She had plans to go to wizard college after she was done at Hogwarts, surely it wouldn't shatter her plans, would it? No, she thought. It wouldn't. And she wouldn't tell her parents, the very thought of it made her sick. She decided that the rest of her thoughts could wait until morning. Within minutes, she too, was asleep. When Saturday morning came. Hermoine showered and got dressed. She walked down to the common room. Harry was there, talking to Ron. She waved hello. Harry stood up and spoke. "I know it was a while ago, but I still feel really bad Hermoine. I mean, your right, Ron and I shouldn't have snuck into the hospitol behind you." "It's all behind us now Harry, I forgive you." She gave him a small hug. "Just don't do it again, Professor Snape was extremely upset and I don't think you will get off as lucky next time. Besides, I need your and Ron's help, I have an idea." Ron looked up, eager to hear what she had to say. This was going to be a wonderful surprise Hermoine had in mind. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX By mid-day, most of the staff were involved with Hermoine's surprise. Dumbledore seemed to be the most excited, humming wherever he went. McGonagall was busy, she apparaited to Diagon Alley to do some major shopping along with Professor Flitwick and Hagrid. Even Draco got involved, he knew what Snape liked and disliked and gave instructions to McGonagall for her shopping. The hardest part was keeping Snape out of it. Leave that to Hermoine. She busied Snape with filling his storage cuboard, thinking she might as well since she lied about it the day before. Snape appreciated the hard work she was doing for him and he had the house elves make them an exquisite meal of fine roast pheasant to share with her. It was all going to plan. Crabbe and Goyle busied themselves with cleaning out the empty dorm beside Snape's own bedroom. They made sure the area was sparkling when Snape walked in. "What are you two doing in this room? It is off limits." he sneered. "Headmaster Dumbledore wanted us to clean it out, along with any other empty rooms in the Slytherin wing," Goyle managed to say. It was a good lie, and Snape fell for it. "Very well, but make sure it is spotless, I have future plans for this room," he replied. "And where is Mr. Malfoy, causing trouble for Potter I expect." Crabbe and Goyle nodded. Snape left the room. It was a close call, but they soon finished it, waiting for Harry and Ron to come in, it was their turn for hard work. Hermoine had to make sure that Snape would go no where near the Slytherin wing again, it was very difficult, but she managed to find simple tasks for Snape to do, like go through a baby names book. McGonagall, Flitwick, and Hagrid returned, with some rather large boxes. Harry and Ron were already in the empty room when Hagrid strode in with box after box. They busied themselves with putting the furniture together, and Ron's sister Ginny came in to help with the decorations. Soon, the empty room turned into a wonderful nursery for the twins. There was a large crib, big enough for both infants in one corner. A table holding a small harp playing and a lamp sat near the wardrobe. There was also a changing table and a rocking chair across the room. A beautiful oriental rug covered the hard wood floor. Throughout the room was a mural of Hogwarts castle and the surrounding countryside, changing between day and night, and with the seasons as they passed. All the furniture was a deep cherry wood, with silver trim. The blankets, bedsheets and other linens where a fine ivory color. Hanging up in the wardrobe was a large collection of clothes, all in a "change your own color" scheme. It was perfect, Hermoine thought as she gave one final overlook at the room. Snape will definatly be surprised. She ran to go get the pregnant professor. As she helped him enter the room, she had him close his eyes. Harry, Ron, Ginny, Dumbledore, McGonagall and Draco stood there, waiting for him to open his eyes. When he did, there was a loud "Surprise!" from everyone. Snape stood shocked. After a moment he found his voice. "Is this what you had me so damn busy for?" he looked at Hermoine. She smiled proudly. He walked throughout the room, running his hand over the fine wood grain of the crib, then stopping to listen to the harp playing. "Who did all this?" "Well Severus," began Dumbledore. "It was Miss Granger's idea. Most of the staff pitched in the money. Harry, Ron, and Ginny did the building and decorations. And Minerva here did the shopping, under Draco's direction. We all did a little bit to make this possible for you. We figured it would be an alternative to a baby shower since you don't like attention." "It's perfect. Twenty points to Gryffindor for the hard work." Snape said. Harry smiled, it was the first time he actually gained points from Snape, instead of losing them. "And ten points to Mr. Malfoy for the color scheme. I do like cherry wood." Now Draco smiled. Snape sat in the rocking chair to relax. It had been a long day. "I think we should leave our professor to take in everything about his new nursery," said Dumbledore. They all left, except Hermoine. She closed the door to make sure no one would hear. "I'm glad you like it. I was thinking that the children should stay here at Hogwarts during next year. I will be in classes, but it will still give me the chance to see my own children." she said. "I had already planned that Hermoine." He said her name for the first time. It sounded sweet coming from his lips. "I actually intended to clean and decorate this room on my own, but this seemed to work out nicely. I also plan to rearrange my office as sort of a playroom so I can keep an eye on them while teaching classes. But that will come later." He reached out and ran his fingers through Hermoine's soft hair. "I wanted to talk to you anyways. I have developed...feelings...toward you as of lately. While I know there are strict rules against student-teacher relationships, I still want to be able to court you properly. Would you..." he stopped. Of all times, Snape couln't seem to gather the courage to finish. "Be your girlfriend?" she asked quietly. He made a small nod. Tears began to well up in her eyes. "I thought I was loosing my mind when I first realized that I cared for you, now I know it's mutual. I would be honored to be your girlfriend. I promise to also keep this a secret. The last thing I want is Ron making fun of me." She added. Snape managed to smile. He was truly happy now. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX It was the middle of the night. A seven month pregnant Snape woke with a start. His arm was burning. That only meant one thing, he was being summoned by Voldemort. Instantly he tapped his hand, causing Hermoine's ring to activate. Then he heard the voice in his head. "Go to the portkey, it's in your office." He had to obey. Slowly, he got up and quickly threw his outer robe on. Then he walked to his office. Hermoine felt the ring, when she looked at it, it was more red than she had ever seen. Something was definatly wrong. She knew that she was not allowed into the Slytherin dorms, so she raced instead to his office, hoping there was a chance he was there. She found him on the way. He was clutching the arm that held the dark mark. "I am being summoned," said quietly. "No, you can't go, Severus, think of the twins, He will kill them!" she sobbed quietly as she followed him. "You are coming, but do not be seen." Snape's words were like ice. Hermoine gave him a nod, understanding. Snape was afraid. Afraid for Hermoine, and afraid for their children. But there was no choice, when the Dark Lord summoned, you answered. Together, they walked to his office. There lay an empty jar on one of the desks. Snape grabbed Hermoine's hand and the jar at the same time. They were sucked into a mixture of swirling light, it made Snape's head spin. When it was over, they lay on soft grass. They were outside, but where? Snape looked around. It was the Malfoy's garden. He recognized the statues and fine decor. Hermoine suddenly ran behind a large bush nearby. A small ring of Death Eaters circled Snape. Among them was Voldemort. "Interesting Severus. You seemed to have either let yourself go on the whiskey, or you got yourself knocked up. Tell me, who is the mother?" Voldemort sneered. "None of your damn business whom the mother is," spat Snape. "I am here for your bidding, what do you want?" "Well, since you are in no condition for the task I was going to assign you, I think I have another thought. I want your child when it is born. It will grow to become a powerful follower of mine," said Voldemort. The other Death Eaters were snickering under their hoods. "Never. These twins belong to myself and myself only, I cannot let you control their lives," said Snape. He realized he went too far. "Fool! The children you carry are my property, Severus, as you are mine also! You will pay for your defiance! CRUCIO!" Snape doubled over, screaming in pain and clutching his chest. Hermoine had been watching from her hiding spot. It was more than she could bare, she couldn't just sit there and let Snape and her children suffer. She had to think fast. She remembered when she was filling Snape's storage there was a small tube of a strange violet colored potion. When she asked what it was, he showed her a book. It was the antidote for a disease called the Yellow Pock-a-maroo. Hermoine remembered that it was a disease that was spread through a curse. She drilled the incantation over and over in her head till she remembered it. She stood up. Lucius Malfoy turned around and saw her. "Well well, look what we have!" he grabbed Hermoine and dragged her over to Voldemort. "Looks like we found your little girlfriend Severus. What shall we do with her my Lord?" Lucius sneered, looking up at Voldemort. "Do what you like with her after I'm done. I don't care." growled Voldemort. Suddenly Hermoine saw her chance. She screamed the incantation and a grey cloud spewed from her wand. The Death Eaters stood there for a moment, then Lucius started to scratch his arm. As he scratched, large yellow boils appeared where he was scratching. The other Death Eaters were breaking out into boils as well. So was Voldemort himself. And unfortunatly, Snape. "Professor, we have to go," she said. While the Death Eaters and Voldemort were beginning to wail in agony over the painful boils that suddenly appeared all over their bodies, Hermoine and Snape stumbled back to the portkey and grabbed it. Woosh. They both landed on the floor of the potions class with a thud. Hermoine looked at Snape. He was covered in yellow boils and unconcious. Thinking quickly, she ran to the cupboard and found the small tube. She opened Snape's mouth and poured the cold liquid down his throat. "Please be ok, please." she was crying. Never in her life did she want anything more than to see Snape wake up. Just then Mr. Filch was making his rounds through the castle and spotted Hermoine leaning over an unconcious Snape. "Why are you out this late, you know the rules. What have you done to the professor this time?" Hexed him? Cursed him?" he growled. Filch always thought the worst of students. "Mr. Filch," she managed without screaming, "Go get Dumbledore, it's an emergency! Professor Snape might be dying!" Filch understood the urgency and quickly went to find the headmaster. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX The potion Hermoine gave him was indeed the antidote to the Yellow Popck-a-maroo. Snape was carried to the hospitol, Hermoine never leaving his side. When Dumbledore questioned her, she gave him every detail about the Death Eaters, Voldemort, and what she had done. While he congratulated Hermoine on her quick thinking, he knew that she, like Harry Potter, was in danger if the Dark Lord ever caught her. But this was no time for worrying about that. Hermoine had saved not one, but three lives that night. Snape had lay unconcious in his hospitol bed for days. The crutacios curse had taken a lot out of him. Madam Pomfrey assured Hermoine that the twins were going to make it, which cheered her up a bit. But she still was afraid for Snape. Dumbledore sat down beside her. "I thought you had no feelings for Professor Snape, Miss Granger," he softly said. "I...I didn't think I did either at first, but I realized as time went by that I did," she began. "He is carrying my children, and I want what is best for them. They will need a mother, even if I am only sixteen. I don't care if I get expelled, I only want Severus to be alright." She felt so alone at that moment. "There there, child," said Dumbledore as he lay a gentle hand on her shoulder. "I understand your situation, and agree that the children will need a mother in their lives. I will let you both continue your relationship together. However, I will ask you to behave as if were not seeing each other when in public. He is still your teacher and elder, and should be treated as such. Since your parents are muggles, I will not require you to inform them, that will be your desision to make." Hermoine smiled in understanding. "Mmm..." Snape moaned. He opened his eyes. "What...happened...are the babies alright?" Hermoine flung her arms around him, weeping with joy. "Oh Severus, I'm so glad you and the twins are alright! You had me so scared." She said. Snape returned her embrace. Dumbledore stood up. "I see you two need to be alone. I will be back later to check on you Severus." With that, Dumbledore winked at Snape and strode out of the room. "What was that all about?" Snape asked. "Does he know about our secret?" Hermoine nodded. "Is he going to expell you and sack me for it?" She shook her head in answer and smiled. Then he noticed that he had gained quite a few get well cards and presents while he was there. "How long have I been here?" "Three days, and Madam Pomfrey said that you will need to stay another couple days to make sure you and the babies are doing ok," Hermoine said. Harry walked in. "Hermoine, is he awake?" asked Harry. Snape glared at him. "I um...want to talk to you for a sec," he finished. Hermoine stood up and walked over to Harry. "I just wanted to say that it must have been scary for you to face Lord Voldemort. I mean, now I know I'm not alone, you have seen him too." He gave her a small hug. Hermoie smiled. "Thanks Harry, I appreciate it. I was so scared there, but I knew I had to do something, I couldn't let Professor Snape get hurt, not in his condition." "Better you this time than me," said Harry. "I have had enough of Voldemort to last me two lifetimes. If you ever need to talk about it, just let me know." Hermoine nodded. "I better get going, Ron and I need to get some study time in. Without you it is going to take longer. Later Hermoine. And good to see you getting better Professor Snape." Snape continued to glare at him. Harry left the room. "Well," said Hermoine. "I have been neglecting my studies as well, I need to prepare for some exams that are coming up. Dumbledore is having me take all my finals early so I can assist you while you teach classes." She bent over and whispered in his ear. "I will see you later my love." My love, thought Snape. She called me her love. He cracked a smile at her and fell back asleep. It was not long before Snape was back teaching. After his incident with the Dark Lord, he seemed to be in a more grumpy mood than usual, and took it out on every one of his classes. And with the continued kicking and rolling from inside him, it seemed to make things worse. His back hurt, his feet were swollen, and he had to break to use the restroom every half hour it seemed. He was miserable, but had told Dumbledore that he refused to go on maternity leave. He would rather work right up to the due date than to have someone inferior take over his teaching. Most of the time he was teaching, he would sit at his desk in the front of the classroom and direct from there. On occaision, he would have Hermoine, whom essentially finished her sixth year two months early, walk around the class to make sure students were preparing their potions correctly or busy writing on their parchments. In the early evening, after she helped him prepare for the next day's lessons, Hermoine would walk Snape back to the Slytherin wing and say goodnight. With her classes finished for the year, she spent a lot more time reading up on wizarding labor and how to care for newborns. She figured that Snape needed to learn how as he has never been around infants before. How she longed to be married to him, how wonderful it would be to share their lives together. Alas, she would have to wait until she was eighteen and out of school first. She would wait though, she had time. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX It was late Saturday morning in late May and the flowers were in full bloom. Hermoine was out on a walk in the fresh air with Harry and Ron while Snape was busy correcting papers. The little time she had away from her dear Snape she spent with her friends. It was felt good to be outside. Ron and Harry were talking about the latest professional Quiddich match while she listened. "Blimey, can you believe Krum pulled that one off? It was brilliant!" exclaimed Ron. "Too right Ron, I need to learn that move for next year." Harry replied. "Hey Hermoine, your ring is glowing red." he made an off comment. She looked down, sure enough, the warning came clear as the day. "Snape's in trouble, come on!" she shouted. The three of them ran to Snape's office. He was laying on the couch, hugging his very swollen belly, obviously in pain. "About time you show up," he groaned. "I have been having these false contractions since before the crack of dawn. At first they didn't bother me but now as you can see, it is making it quite difficult to do my work. I would hate to see the real ones when they come." "Professor," started Ron, "I think you're in labor! Mum had that same look on her face when she was in labor with Ginny. We need to get you to Madam Pomfrey." The three of them helped Snape up to his feet. "Nonsense Mr. Weasley, my due date isn't until mid June, That's not for another two and a half weeks." "Sir, the due date is never exact, especially with twins. It's rarer to be born on your due date than it is to not. You need to get to the hospitol," said Hermione urgently. Snape had another contraction, making him double over. "Come on Professor, we will help you. WINGARDIEM LEVIOSA!" Snape hovered in a lying position a few feet off the ground. "This way you won't have to walk, we can levitate you there. Just keep calm." Snape did as he ws told, and the four of them quickly made their way to see Pomfrey. "What have we here?" said Pomfrey as she saw the three students levitating the professor into the hospitol."My my Severus, you look terrible. Hermoine, lay him on the bed please." Pomfrey looked him over, first checking vitals then examining the twins. "We seem to be in labor. Not to worry, I have everything prepared for you. Harry, Ron, I will have to ask you to leave now. Hermoine may stay as she has done her medical homework like I asked." Harry and Ron left, wishing Snape well. He was too much in pain to reply. Dumbledore poked his head into the room. "I will be in the hallway if you require my assistance." he said, then closed the door. "Will I be alright?" asked Snape. "Are the babies going to get hurt? AAAAHHHHHH!" Another contraction hit him. He breathed in and out slowly, trying to make sense of it. Pomfrey spoke, "I need to get you numbed, lie still." She spoke an incantion and drew an invisible line across the top of his extremely swollen belly. After a while the pain was gone. Snape gently poked his belly. He could feel nothing. "Now comes the hard part." She rolled up her sleeves and using her wand, made a small incision below his navel. The minutes dragged by as Pomfrey worked. "Hermoine, do you have the towels ready?" She nodded. "Good, be ready to catch as I pull them out." She slowly pulled a head out, with the shoulders following behind. Snape was desparatly trying to see what was going on, but because he couldn't see over his mountain of an abdomen, it frustrated him. It seemed to take forever. Suddenly he heard a small cry and Pomfrey's voice. "It's a girl! Clean this one up while I pull the other out." Hermoine gently cast a cleansing charm and wrapped the tiny bundle up. She handed the baby to Snape. "It's a girl, Severus, a girl!" Snape's eyes welled up in tears. Here was his daughter, alive in his arms. "Here comes the other one," said Pomfrey. Another small cry burst out. "Congratulations, you have identical twin girls!" She cleaned up the incision and sewed Snape back up. Snape, for the first time in years, cried. Hermoine handed him the other baby and kissed him on the forhead. "You're a father now Severus. And I'm a mother. I can't believe it, they are so small. What are their names?" "The first one is Morgana, and the other Sabrina. Do you like them?" he asked. "Yes, they are perfect names," she said as she looked down at them. The twins both had raven black hair and fair skin. "They look just like you Severus." He smiled and handed them over to Hermoine. She cradled them in her arms while Dumbledore came back in. "Ahh, twin girls. Life is once again renewed. Hermoine, I want you to let Professor Snape rest now, he's had a hard labor. "And Severus, congratulations on fatherhood." Dumbledore once again left the room. "I will see you later Severus. Rest well." She stroked the twins heads and kissed Snape. Then she quietly left the room. Snape was snoozing within minutes, while Pomfrey busied herself caring for the newest editions. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Two years passed. It was late January and Snape was busy examining the potions from his latest class. His daughters were busy playing at his feet. A knock came on the door. "Come in." he said. Hermoine walked in. The twins looked up at their mother and squealed "Mama! mama!" in unison. She bent down and hugged them. They had Snape's black hair and fair skin, but they inherited their mother's eyes. They were absolutely beautiful. Then Hermoine embraced her newly wed husband. They had just been married over Christmas break, right after her eighteenth birthday. Hermoine had been accepted to Ravenwing Wizard College and was busy taking classes their during the day. In the evenings, she would apparaite to Hogwarts to spend her nights with Snape and her daughters. "How was your day Sev?" she asked. "The usual insolent students whom cant boil water," he growled. "How were your classes dear?" "Not bad today, I'm still ahead well ahead of the rest of the class in most subjects." She stopped and looked at Snape. "God, I can't believe we have been married for a month now. It seems like yesterday the children were born." "They grow so fast," he said as he patted one on the twin's heads affectionatly. He looked into her eyes. They were different somehow. "Is everything alright?" he asked. "Yes, everything is fine. I did, however, find a late wedding present this morning," she replied. "Well, did you open it? What was it?" curiosity was taking over.
Hermoine slowly reached in the folds of her robes and pulled out a small
flask filled with a bright blue liquid. She set it down on the table in
front of him. The last time Snape saw that liquid, he was horrified. This
time his heart leapt for joy. Hermoine was pregnant.
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