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((Sorry it took so long…))
"He's adorable," she said, shocked, Minerva passed out, "also intelligent, can have a conversation not revolving around Quidditch, and he is loving, kind, and wonderful to me."
Severus just looked at her in shock, "What?"
"You are really cute, especially in my time. You grew your hair out to about the same lengths as Lucius, you wear different colors like dark greens and reds and I get to see all of you of course," she said looking him up and down like she was picturing what was under those robes.
"Lucius," he questioned.
"Yes as in Lucius Malfoy, Drakie's father," she said, holding her hand up to signify tall, long hair, "tall blondie, gray eyes, very nice."
"What are you talking about you hate my father," Draco said.
"I did but he was helpful during the war and now teaches, muggle studies," their jaws dropped even lower.
"What my father hates muggle, even more than muggleborns," he said.
"Ahh that's what you think," she said. They all gave her a strange look.
"Ya know I don't think I even want to know this story, to confusing," Draco said.
They continued to talk and ask questions.
In, the future.
((This is past Hermione's perspective of after the potions accident.))
She mumbled something rolling over. She hit another body, a very naked body, as was she, next to her. She opened her eyes.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" she shrieked, making sleeping Severus jump up.
"What what is it," he asked in a panic.
"What's going on, why are you here, why an I here, and why are we naked, professor Snape," she asked quickly in a panic, scouting away from him. He looked at her confused.
"Professor Snape?" he questioned, "you haven't called me that in years."
"What?" she stammered, "why are we in bed together?"
"it got dark out and we were tried so we went to bed, it is a usual occurrence," he said like he was talking to a two year old.
"No, it's not I sleep in the Gryffindor tower, did some thing happen last night," she asked even more panicked.
"Gryffindor tower," he said confused, "you haven't slept there since your 7th year remember."
"I am in my 7th year and it is wrong for a teacher to take advantage of a student," she said getting up the best she could pulling the sheet with her, and in the process uncovering his naked body, she turned around blushing.
"What year is it," asked covering him self after noticing her discomfort and standing up walking towards her. He put his hand on her shoulder.
"2006," she said jumping away from his hand.
"Your in the wrong time some how, what is the last thing you remember," he asked.
"Draco put something wrong in to a potion and it exploded," she said.
"Well this is a big problem now since now you're in your future self and your future self is in you and you have no idea what happened the last 4 years," he said shaking his head.
"What has happened," she asked looking at him, noticing small changes she didn't notice before, one being his hair was a lot longer.
"We got married 3 years ago we have a two year old son named Caden and your pregnant with our daughter," he said, she looked down just noticing her lager stomach, she shrieked. He continued, "You're the potions professor among other things."
"Oh no oh no oh no oh on," she started. Then passed out.
((Back in the present.))
Madam Pomfrey cleared her in perfect health.
"So where is she staying," Draco asked.
"Gryffindor tower," McGonagall said at the same time as Hermione said, "my chambers."
"So where is she staying," he said again this time to professor Dumbledore.
"Well, she could stay in her chambers, but she would have to get Severus to agree since they probably live in his." he said, catching Severus's attention.
"Nope, not happening," he said.
"You have no say in this I am staying in our chambers," Hermione said with a glare.
"No you will stay in the Gryffindor tower," he said.
"No I will not, I am staying with my husband whether he likes it or not," she said leaving the infirmary with her robes billowing behind her like Snape probably heading to the dungeons. Snape chased after her.
"Your not staying there," he snapped catching up to her.
"Yes, I am," she said almost to the dungeons.
"You have to be able to get in and you don't have the password," he said smirking.
She got to the door, counted on her fingers and pondered for a moment, put her hand on the edge flicked a switch and said, "Intereo lemon occumbo intereo." he blanched as she said that and his door opened.
"How did you know that," he asked.
"It is a month that starts with a vowel, and even year," she said, walking in.
((Intereo lemon occumbo intereo: it means: die lemon drops die))
TBC…