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A/N: Ok, Severus is in about his eighth week. Sorry, short chapter, writer's block. Eating pop rocks and drinking Diet Coke is fun!
Forget to Love, Love to Forget Chapter 14
Severus was teaching Potions to the Gryffindor and Slytherin third-years when it happened. He was reading the instructions out for the potion they were making, when suddenly, he grasped his stomach. He felt something, a small movement, like a butterfly fluttering his wings. Everyone noticed, but only Hermione knew what was wrong. She hurried to the front.
"Professor, why don't you go into your office?" she said in a whisper.
"Miss Granger, carry on the lesson," he said, in no condition to argue.
He walked out of the room and into his private office, then collapsed on the couch, tears running down his face. It had just hit him, that he truly was pregnant, when the baby had moved. He remained that way, slumped on the couch for the rest of the lesson.
Hermione came in afterwards and found him like that. She turned to leave, leaving to protect his already broken dignity.
It was lunchtime, so none of the teachers had classes. She ran to Lupin's room, hoping he'd still be there. He wasn't, so she rushed to the Great Hall and headed up to the Head Table, knowing that everyone was watching her, but not caring.
"Professor Lupin," she said quietly, "it's Professor Snape, come quick!"
He rushed out of the hall after her.
Everyone stared after them, very confused. Dumbledore stood up.
"Not to worry," he said, "one of Professor Lupin's creatures escaped, and he's gone to catch it."
Everyone looked a lot less uneasy at this.
Meanwhile:
They arrived at Professor Snape's quarters, he was still in the same position, just staring ahead. Hermione stood by the door while Remus edged over to him.
"Severus?" he said.
Snape made no attempt to reply. Lupin walked up to him and touched his shoulder. Severus still didn't move. Remus sat down next to him and gently wrapped his arms around him. Strangely, he didn't protest.
"Shall I go tell Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione asked.
Remus nodded. Hermione ran back to the Hall and took Dumbledore into the side room off the hall.
"Professor Snape has had a bit of a breakdown. I don't think he'll be up to teaching for the day," she said, "do you want me to take his classes?"
"Are you up to it?" he asked.
"I think so," she replied, "he's been teaching me."
"Good luck," he answered.
That's how the rest of the day continued, Snape asleep on his couch, Hermione teaching Potions, and Remus worrying excessively.
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