A/N: Okay so here is chapter 11. A fairly quick update, and a longer chapter, so now I will beg from the bottom of my heart for reviews. As of right now I have no reviews for chapter 10 and now I'm not quite sure what to do in chapter 12, so I need ideas and lots of them. Please please PLEASE! It only takes a minute. Surely u have that. Thank you for reviewing! :) Enjoy!

Chapter 11:

When Jennifer woke up a little while later, she felt better. The sickness had subsided, so she got dressed and went downstairs. When she reached the main floor, she looked in the living room and kitchen for Severus, but found them both empty. Then she remembered his study, and headed toward it. She reached the door and knocked.

"Come in," Severus called.

Jennifer opened the door slowly. She had never been in Severus' study and was slightly wary of entering it now. Inside however, she found nothing strange. Severus was sitting at a desk, with a couple of books open in front of him and a piece of parchment lying beside them. He looked up as she entered.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked.

Jennifer nodded slightly, and proceeded into the small room. She sat in the chair in front of Severus' desk and was instantly reminded of that day not so long ago, when she had sat opposite him at Hogwarts to give him her news. That had been only a few weeks ago and now things had changed so much.

But once again, she found that she had important things to discuss with him. "I think I need to make a doctor's appointment or something soon," she began without preamble.

Severus nodded slowly. "That's probably best. Will you go to St. Mungo's?"

Jennifer shrugged. "I guess. Probably the easiest thing."

"Let me know when the appointment is and I can give you some money to use." he told her, then began to go back to his work.

"You don't have to do that. I-I have some money."

"I did not ask if you had money. I said I will take care of it." He had not spoken harshly, just sternly. And Jennifer knew from his tone that there would be no discussing it.

A week later, seventeen-year-old Jennifer Puddle was walking into the maternity ward of St. Mungo's. The receptionist she had scheduled the appointment with, had told her she would be seeing Healer Maya Ministrom. Jennifer checked in with the nurse at the front desk, who gave her a clipboard with some paperwork to fill out and then directed her to some chairs. As she sat down and began writing her name on the line, she realized her hand was shaking.

She took a deep breath. 'Everything is going to be okay.' she thought to herself.

"Are you okay?"

Jennifer looked up to find that a woman had sat down next to her. The woman looked about ten years older than Jennifer and was quite obviously pregnant.

Jennifer nodded. "I think so. I'm just a little scared."

The other woman smiled kindly at her. "I understand." she patted her stomach. "This is my third, and I still get really nervous."

Jennifer smiled back at her unsurely.

The woman's eyes lit up suddenly. "Here feel this." she reached for Jennifer's hand, and Jennifer complied. She took Jennifer's hand and gently placed it against her stomach.

"Wait for it."

Jennifer jumped and pulled away. She had just felt what she was sure had been the baby kicking. "Doesn't it hurt?" she asked.

The woman shrugged. "Only sometimes. But it's so amazing you hardly notice it."

Just then a door opened, and a nurse called out, "Jennifer Puddle."

Jennifer looked up, "Oh, that's me." She picked up her things and turned back to the woman, "Thank you."

"Your welcome. I hope everything goes well."

Jennifer then turned and hurried through the door to where the nurse stood. And somehow, now she wasn't so nervous.

After some of the basic tests that the nurse gave her, Jennifer was led into a small examining room.

"You can wait in here, and the healer will be with you soon." the nurse told her before closing the door.

Jennifer looked around the room as she climbed onto the examining table. There was a small table in the corner with a copy of the daily prophet and a small houseplant sitting on it. As well as a few large painting on one wall. The painting was of a pair of tiny mittens and socks.

There was a knock on the door, and then it slowly opened, "Hi there," the woman greeted as she entered. She had short red hair, and a friendly face. She was also wearing a long white coat over normal clothes. She held out her hand to Jennifer.

"I'm Healer Maya Ministrom, and you must be Jennifer, right?"

Jennifer shook her hand, "Yes. It's nice to meet you."

Maya pulled a little wheely chair over and sat on it. "How are you feeling, Jennifer?"

"Nauseous."

Maya laughed, "That is to be expected. Unfortunately, but don't worry soon that'll go away. Anything else?"

Jennifer shrugged. "Tired. But I guess that's to be expected too."

Maya nodded. "Don't worry though, because by the time you reach your second trimester you should had gotten some of your energy back."

Jennifer just nodded and smiled. She was just glad that everything she was feeling was normal.

"Well, we have the results of the tests we ran," Maya told her as she looked down at the chart she was holding. "And so far everything looks like it's going well. You and the baby are perfectly healthy."

Jennifer let out the breath she hadn't realized she had been holding.

"Would you like to hear the baby's heartbeat?" Maya asked.

Jennifer's eyes went wide. "Can I?"

Maya nodded. She pulled out her wand, "Lie down." Jennifer did as she was told. Maya muttered a spell under her breath and slowly waved it over Jennifer's lower stomach.

Jennifer closed her eyes as the soft sound filled the room. She felt tears fill her eyes, and swallowed to try and hold them back.

"Is that really him?" she whispered.

"Yes."

After Jennifer had left the house for her doctor's appointment, Severus found he was too anxious to just sit around. He left shortly thereafter and ran errands until mid-afternoon, by which point he figured Jennifer must certainly be home.

What he didn't expect to find, however, when he walked into the house, was the smell of baking cookies. He stopped just inside of the front door and inhaled the scent.

Immediately his mind went back to his only real memory of baking. His mother hadn't baked a whole lot and when she did he usually wasn't home to enjoy it. But there was one memory, one with Lily.

It was the summer after their first year at school, and they had been over at Lily's house. They had both been bored and she had suggested they bake some cookies. They had made a huge mess of the kitchen, and had made even more of a mess cleaning up, but it was one of his best memories with her.

"Severus, is that you?"

For a moment Severus had forgotten where he was, and that the woman in the kitchen was most definitely not his Lily. He swallowed the anger and sadness that filled him.

"Yes, it's me." he called back, as he hung up his coat and then entered into the kitchen.

Jennifer was pulling a tray of cookies out of the oven, and there was already a full plate on the table. She looked at Severus with a big smile on her face.

"How was your day?" she asked.

Severus was slightly confused about her weird happiness, but ignored it. "It was well. I was able to complete all my errands. I'm guessing your day went well too."

Jennifer nodded. She looked like she could barely contain her excitement.

"I heard his heartbeat."

Severus raised an eyebrow. "Whose?"

Jennifer stepped closer, she placed one of her hands on her stomach. "The baby's. I heard his heartbeat."

And Severus was shocked at the emotions that filled him. First there was excitement, and pride; but then he felt some sort of sadness. He felt disappointed that he had missed hearing his child's heartbeat, and that Jennifer had heard it without him. He was so focused that he missed what she was saying.

"What do you think?" Jennifer asked cautiously.

"About what?"

"Do you think that you might, maybe, want to come to my next appointment?"

Severus' first instinct was to reject the offer. It just wasn't something he would do. But then as he thought of his disappointment from just moments before, he changed his mind.

"I think I will."