Chapter 25

I dedicate this chapter to hermeres and hawkeyehellsing they helped me come up with the name I wanted.

Hermione walked in and was astonished to what had been done to the dungeons to make them welcoming to a baby. There were two bouncy seats in the corner of the room, but everything was basically the same, but everything was now over stuffed, sharp corners rounded... It was the same colors, but it looked totally different. Hermione smiled and walked over to the Weasleys and handed them Pyralis then watched Severus as he handed Naiya to her father. Her mother was tearing up when she saw her husband handle the little one.

Then once again arms encircled her waist hand with his chin on her shoulder his arms draped onto her stomach.

"What about middle names?" She asked.

"How about traditional, you know Anthony, and Marie?"

"Pyralis Anthony, and Naiya Marie. I like them." she said quietly, then yelled loud enough to get the attention of their guests. "Everyone! Can you sign these?" Everyone looked at the two papers Hermione had produced questionably.

Harry was the first to move forward towards the papers. Then he smiled and called out, "They picked

names!"

The stampede happened, and love and affection were passed around. Then almost everyone there smiled and looked at Severus. He produced a bag of gold galleons and threw them at Harry.

"Why'd you do that?" Hermione asked.

"Well harry bet me that you'd name them something from a book, and more disturbing he bet that I'd let you." He managed to look chagrined, and then confused. Hermione tried to look hurt, but the laughter escaped in spite of her ruse.

Soon enough the Weasleys were ready to leave, but Hermione called Mrs. Weasley over because she looked like someone just ran over her cat. "What's the matter?"

"I'm so used to having children again, and I know you two are going to want to spend every waking minute with them. Arthur and I both want children again. Our house is empty! For the little amount of time we had your children, it wasn't."

"Well normally I'd think you'd be right about wanting to spend every minute with them, but you for got to figure in that I'm a little over six months pregnant, and am supposed to take it easy. So how about you do me a favor, and take the twins a day a week. That'll give me time to rest, and it'll let you spend time with your almost grandchildren."

Molly beamed at her, "Arthur and I have been trying to put some life into that house since Ginny went to school, and now we can, even if it's only for a day a week, and we have to give them back."

She gave Hermione a quick peck on the cheek, then followed her husband who was using the floo.

Hermione smiled when she saw her parents each holding a sleeping baby on the couch. Ginny had gone and gotten, who was now known as, Sirius James. She was sitting on a recliner almost asleep, with her son in her arms. Harry was looking at her adoringly.

Hermione wondered why the Weasleys were having trouble conceiving. But, she figured she would call in a couple favors to the goddess. If they wanted to have children they deserved it, and they had helped in the safe keeping plan of the goddess' children.

Hermione beckoned to Severus, he got the hint, and followed her lead to get their children. They were no sooner told to let their grandparents have their fun with their grandchildren, and to go enjoy themselves. Hermione took one last look at the fire-lit room, and followed Severus, whom was currently retreating to the bedroom.

Hermione let out a small giggle at the look on his face.

"What?" She asked between giggles.

"Are you still mad at me?"
"No... but it won't be the same for me, for a little while." She said, her smile quickly disappearing.

"I figured as much. Albus offered your parents chambers here. They accepted, and your father is going to take over the muggle studies class, so they'll be here for a while. If you want I'll take their chambers, and they can have the extra bedroom down here."

"No, I want my husband to hold me for the first time in two weeks. But, first, I'd like to take a bath. I'll be out in a little while, I need to have a conversation with the goddess. You know what, I need your opinion on this." Hermione said looking at him.

"On what?"

"Do you think the Weasleys should have more children?"

"As a matter of fact, yes. I believe they have a lot of love to give, and Molly was devastated when I told her we were ready to take the children back. Why?"

"Apparently they have been trying for a while now to have children. Obviously they've been unsuccessful. I wanted to ask the goddess if she'd help them conceive. I mean they helped us immensely, if we can help them with anything, I don't think she'll be opposed to it. Plus, they helped with the safe keeping of the 'goddesses children,' why not their own?"

"I think it is a really good idea. I will let you have your 'alone' time in the bathroom."

Hermione gave him a small kiss on the cheek, and her lips seemed to burn when they touched his skin. She knew it would be a quick talk to the goddess. She wanted to reap in the benefits of being married.

She went into the bathroom, and quickly disrobed. Once she was in the warm water she called upon the goddess. 'What do you need my child?' a voice whispered across her mind.

"I wanted to ask a favor of you."

'What, my child?'

"I wanted to ask you to help a couple conceive. The Weasleys. The one's who have taken care of Naiya and Pyralis while we were unable to. They want a child, and I believe helping them conceive would repay some of the debt between us."

'The red headed clan. Hmm. I had not figured that into the equation, it is true what the wife wants most is a child, and the husband wants the wife happy. Consider it done. In no more than two fortnights she will be with child. Before you ask, it will come out healthy.'

"Thank you."

'I heard you say Naiya and Pyralis? They are the names for the children?'

"Yes."

'I would like you to do me a favor.'

"What?"

'Name your remaining daughter Semele Bronte."

"Yes goddess in return for the Weasleys child I will name my remaining daughter Semele Bronte. May I ask why?"

'Not at this time. At this time I bid you goodnight.'

"Goodnight goddess."

She closed off the connection, then called her husband. He came into the bathroom wearing only a pair of pajama pants. Black this time, and looked at her. She was sure all of the bubbles she had had were gone, and she didn't care, or shy away.

"She said yes?" his deep vibrato voice questioned.

"Yes. Under the condition that we name our remaining daughter Semele Bronte. I told her I would, because it had the same correlation as the other names. As a matter of fact I believe I actually saw it in the same book."

"Oh god."

"What?" she asked.

He groaned, "I just remembered what Molly was like pregnant."
Hermione giggled. "I have never experienced it. Was she that bad?"

"Bad, no, but I don't think I've seen another human being that crazy, or another house that clean, especially when she was pregnant with Fred and George."

Hermione laughed now, causing her breasts to heave with each hearty sound. Severus bent, placed a charm on her, then picked her up and wrapped her in a blanket sized towel.

She was looking into his eyes long before this. She told him to put her down.

"I have something for you. But you have to close your eyes." She told him. He closed his eyes, and she did a charm that she had learned from The Potions For Me, a book she had been reading. It made her hair look like she just had a good romp, and had that sexiness to it. Then her makeup was applied, her eyes were done in a rich gold, and black eyeliner. While her cheeks had a flushed tint, and her lips were glossy. She donned a Green flowing negligee, and walked into the room.

It did something to her voice also because when she talked it sounded as sweetly seductive as if a sex-kitten had said it. "Severus. You can open you eyes now."

He opened his eyes to see Hermione the best she had ever looked. She was glowing, and had true happiness, mixed with lust, not the ethereal 'creepy' happiness he had become used to. The makeup and hair gave her the 'I just had sex' look, but her eyes said take me. He planned to make up for his short comings and bring her as much ecstasy as she could take.

Sat down on the bed, not waiting for him, but he was there soon after lifting her up. He turned her away, and transfigured the bed into a massage table. He adjusted the stomach portion so she wouldn't be crushing anything, then told her to lay down on her stomach. She laid down like he said, and it truly felt like she was being suspended by a cloud. The aroma of the pheromones in the oil he was now applying to her feet were driving her wild.

SPOV

The oil was driving me insane. I almost wanted to take a chastity potion just to get through the massage. Although, the realization that the mewling sounds she was making were in sexual frustration, and now a by-product of the massage was worth it.

"We're need to discover the uses of this oil, is that okay, Miss. Granger?"

She giggled, "Yes, Professor Snape."

"Tell me how it feels."

"It tingles."

She gasped as the heat started in her foot, and it felt like their were nerves from every part of her body into her hot core. She felt intense tingling, and something was telling her giving him this amount of control was not good. She looked at jar. She had seen an advertisement for this oil. It was supposed to arouse your partner almost beyond comprehension, then you had complete control as to when they let go. Within limits of course, but it was a game to see how completely non-sexual person could be consumed in pleasure. To help couples who were adventurous or to help ignite the flame in a sexless marriage.

"Now tell me how the oil is working."

"It feels like every nerve is connected to between my legs." She said breathless. It only magnified when he put oil on her other leg. She was squirming by the time he got to her thighs. The oil intensified the sexual sensations every part of the skin it touched the more Hermione writhed on the seat, the wetter she got. When he was massaging her thighs he accidentally let some oil touch her sensitive mound then she writhed and squirmed and begged.

He quickly said a small charm, and then her whole body was covered in the magical oil. One step later and she had all of the magical properties of the oil without the residue. She was on fire. The sensitive walls in her vagina had contracted to the point where they almost touched in hopes of feeling anything, no matter how small. When he had said the spell in had coated deep within her canal, and inside of her mouth. He seemed to know this because he nipped at her mouth hungrily. When she let him inside they both fed at each other, it was as if they were wild animals. Neither could get enough, when he had disrobed enough to penetrate her they both cried out. They hardly had to move at all but that didn't stop either of them from going as fast as they possibly could. Then Hermione was pleading with him. He could tell it was like a tidal wave it was just getting higher, he had to let it crash to the shore, then he let go of his control. Both of their tidal waves crashed into them at the same time. When the tremors subsided he looked at her. "I love you Hermione." He said, and it sounded different, he sounded sleepy, but, he also sounded emotionally high, and he was. From the silly grin on her face he could tell she was too.

"I love you too Severus." Then she yawned. They cuddled, but soon after Severus was asleep, and right before she was out, the baby's both decided to wake up and bother her. When she knew she was well and truly not going to get to sleep she went into the living room. She found none other than the Harry Potter holding Naiya. "She just didn't want to sleep after her grandparents left." Harry smiled up at Hermione. "But Uncle Harry got her, right Naiya? Hermione, do you think Ginny ever worries I'll be a bad father?"

"No Harry I don't. Why would you even say that?"

"I'm worried, I didn't have a father figure, I'm scared I don't know how to be a dad."

"You shouldn't be, I mean you're doing fine, and your bound to mess up every once in a while, just make sure you fix your mistake. You have the big things down pat, it's only the small things you have to worry about. Ginny's here to help, so am I, and believe it or not Severus is to. He has much the same issues with this situation, you should try talking to him."

"Yeah." Naiya started to wiggle and fuss, with that Hermione held her hand out.

If this is the beginning of the rest of my life, what the hell was yesterday?