AN: I do not own any of the characters in this story. If I did I wouldn't be writing fan fiction would I? Anyways, This story takes place years into the future, and Voldermort still has yet to start the impending war. The main couple paring is Snape and Hermione. Others thrown in. if you don't like this pairing then do not read. Reviews are nice. They inspire me to write more. This story was inspired by the song Breathe No more by Evanescence.

Breathe no more

Chapter one:

It wasn't the first time that evening he had felt the searing pain in his arm, and as much as he tried to ignore it, he knew that this time would be important, and he had to go. Sighing and getting out of bed he changed into the familiar robes that he had always wore hoping that soon enough all of this would be over with and he could just be with the one he loved. Leaning down on the bead and placing a soft kiss on her head he smiled.

"I will see you soon my love."

Knowing all to well that when he came back things would be different. He watched her smile in her sleep then roll over onto her other side. He left, and with it he left a piece of his heart in that very room in that very moment.

The n ext morning she awoke to an empty bed. Hermione knew that he was probably called in the middle of the night, and would be back. Quickly she got dressed and made her way to the headmaster's office. This was apart of being engaged to a spy, she had to let the order know he was called, even though she had no clue till this morning. Pulling her robes over her ever growing stomach and looking in the mirror she groaned. They had just gone to buy these robes and already they were too small.

Mumbling the password and making the long walk up the stair case left her time to think. She hadn't heard him leave last night and she didn't get to say goodbye. That was the part the upset Hermione the most. When he left she never knew if he would return and he made a habit of not waking her up when he left.

"Headmaster?"

"Hermione dear, do have a seat"

"Sir, Severus was called last night. I'm assuming since he was gone when I woke this morning."

Nodding his head, he put a lemon drop in his mouth. "He came to see me before he left. He told me he wasn't sure how long he'd be gone."

"I would like to teach his class."

"Hermione you know that is dangerous in your condition"

Hermione glanced down at her ever growing belly. Remembering when she found out that she was pregnant.

"Poppy are you sure? Can't you do another test?"


"Hermione, dear you're pregnant, Severus should be thrilled."

"He would be, but we discussed it and we both would like to wait till after the war to have kids. It isn't far to bring a child into the world the way it is now."

"Hermione he'll be thrilled."

She nodded and went down to the dungeons and had Dumbledore find a replacement teacher for the rest of the day. She wasn't in the mood to go back to class and teach. Around lunch time Severus became worried He hadn't heard from her all day and she wasn't at lunch. Making his way to their private quarters he found her sitting on the couch staring off she hadn't even noticed that he had come into the room.

"Hermione?"

Looking up at him, she offered a small smile. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be teaching a class?"

"Its lunch, and I got worried when you weren't there is there something wrong?"

How would she ever explain to him what was wrong? Severus had a temper Hermione knew that, she had seen it on more than one occasion when he was really pissed off and she was hoping that this wouldn't set him off.

"This was suppose to be our time together"

"Hermione, dear, you are making no sense. What is going on?"

"You know how I've been feeling sick lately? And I've just not been feeling myself. So I went to poppy and she ran quite a few tests." She paused trying to read his face. Knowing the next part would be the hardest of all. "I'm pregnant. I know we wanted to wait until after the war…but.." She stopped midsentence to look at him.

At first he just sat there as if to let the information sink in. Hermione watched as the blank expression turned into a smile as he pulled her into a hug. For the first time in her life, Severus Snape had surprised her.

"So you aren't mad?"

"Hermione, what would make you think I'd be mad?"

"Hermione?"

She looked up at Albus and smiled "Sorry, I was lost in thought. He assigned the students essays and I believe he has finished grading them. I can take over until he returns. "

"Hermione, I'm sure he'll be back within the next couple of days. Its dangerous for you to even be around the potions and I'm sure Severus would not be pleased with the fact that I even let you near that room. What if I had Harry come in to take over?"

She thought about it for a moment, and nodded. Severus would be angry with her and it wouldn't be that long before he came back. "That is fine. If you'll excuse me I must get to my class."

Leaving the headmaster's office, Hermione didn't notice him reach for a blue glass ball and place it in his desk drawer. There were things that he didn't want to bother Hermione with the little details, even though it would affect her majorly. The day passed by fast and before Hermione knew it the last class of the day was over. She made her way down to their private chambers, hoping that maybe he would be there waiting for her, even though apart of her knew that he wouldn't be. Lately when he was called they kept him for at least two days. Hermione changed into a new set of robes, and made her way to the dining hall.

Hermione was sitting along with all the other teachers. Tonight she was sitting next to Professor McGonagall and was hardly interested in eating. She kept glancing at the empty chair next to her.

"He'll be okay. He's being doing this since you were in school"

"I know, but its hard especially with the little one on the way." She offered her a soft smile. This was hard. He hadn't been called since she found out she was pregnant. Hermione kept poking at her food. The thought of eating made her stomach turn.

"Hermione, my dear you need to eat its not healthy."

"I'm not hungry now. I'll make something later"

She wasn't kid, she hated being treated like one, so she made her way back to the room, she was tired and wanted to fall asleep and forget this day and hoping that when she woke up he would be here. She sighed as she did her nightly ritual and find herself struggling to fall asleep without him next to her.

It had been almost two weeks by the time Hermione came to the realization that he wasn't going to come back and that he was probably dead. Harry was the only Confidant that she had since no one else here understood.

"Hermione he's fine he'll be back. Do you think he'll leave you and the baby alone?"

"I know harry, but it's still hard. He hasn't made any sort of contact or anything. And now "Hermione stopped and she had to wipe away the tears that had started to fall. "I don't even know if he is alive."

Harry pulled her into a hug for the past two weeks Hermione had been strong pretending that she knew he was safe and that he was coming back. But on the inside she was dying and Harry couldn't do anything to help her.

"I know its hard Hermione, but it's a part of the war and its part of the time we live in."

Hermione nodded and gave Harry a small smile. "Thank you Harry I don't know what I would do without you."

Her and Harry parted ways and she went downstairs again alone. She got everything done and was ready for bed just as she climbed into bed she caught a glimpse of the picture from their wedding day. She was standing in front of Severus and he had his arms wrapped around her and his head resting on her shoulder they both were grinning and laughing. Hermione felt the tears fall down her face as she stared at the picture. Hermione stared at the picture for she didn't even know how long before she heard a crash in the hallway.

She grabbed her robes and threw them on and her wand off the shelf and walked out into the halls. Hearing some sort of groaning she followed the path of her dimly lit wand as she came across a figure who was in a lot of pain. Bending down to get a better look at the figure she smiled and pulled him into a hug.

"Thank God you're alright."

"Miss Granger, what do you think you are doing?"

Hermione started at him in horror. This was a joke right? This was some sick joke that someone was playing on her. She still hadn't let go of his hand.

"I will ask you again, what are you doing?"


Regaining her composure she took her hand out of his and started for a second to see if this was a joke. Hermione could tell that he was truly confused as to why she was so happy that he was alive and sitting there in the dungeon hall way.

"I heard a noise, and I came to help, Come let's get you to bed."

Hermione had never addressed his question nor would she. She would get him to Poppy so that she could address the wounds, at this stage in her pregnancy it was to dangerous for her to attempt to fix them. Hermione lifted him up, and helped him up the stair case to the Hospital wing.


"Miss Granger, You still have yet to answer my question."

She looked at him. He hadn't called her that in a long time, and it hurt. It was like she was back in school and it was hard. Hermione was scared that he wouldn't remember who she was or anything.

"Which was?" she knew what it was, but she was trying to buy time in order to avoid the answer for as long as possible.

"When you found me, you were hugging me and carrying on why?"

"You mean you don't remember?"

"Remember what?"

"Nothing, never mind, I just thought you were…" She had to stop or her hormones would get the best of her. By the time she got him up to the stairs and at the door she collapsed. The lack of food, and stress of the last two weeks had finally hit her and here she was, about to pass out, and she was suppose to be taking care of herself, and helping him.

"Poppy?"

She heard someone yell before her world went black.

To Be Continuted.