Characters: JK Story: Me Mostly a filler chapter. Severus has a change of heart but no one will tell him where Hermione is.

It took two days and three sleepless nights for Severus to confront Harry. He'd been avoiding the boy's accusing looks at every meal but enough was enough. He waited outside for Harry's class to finish and ambushed him on the way out. "Where has she gone Potter?"

"Severus, I don't have time to do this now."

"You don't have time to talk?"

"Not about Hermione."

"Harry—"

Harry pulled him into an empty classroom. "Just leave it Snape. I'm not telling you anything about her. You and me, we're not friends, not after what you did to her."

"What I did? What I did?!" He was yelling now.

"Yes what you did! She didn't mean for any of this to happen but it did. Did you think she'd want to go through that again so soon? And even knowing everything she'd been through you left her to deal with it on her own."

"What was I suppose to do?"

Harry looked at him like he was a two-headed troll. "If you have to ask that then you never deserved her." Harry stormed from the room.

Severus could've broken down then. He agreed with Harry. He had never deserved her, and had told her so, but now that she was gone he couldn't stop thinking about her. He wanted her back and cursed his foolish pride and quick temper every day for driving her away.

Days turned to weeks and Severus began to change. His hair grew long again, his demeanor sullen. His fear of being a father was forgotten, replaced by an all consuming desire to be near her and their child. Still he knew writing wouldn't work and no matter how many times he asked, Harry still refused to tell him where Hermione was living.

In April the Easter holidays came and Severus was no closer to finding Hermione. His nights were plagued by dreams of her and their child, in danger and suffering, or of his own father and the fear he inspired. He continued to ask Harry and was sure the boy was beginning to relent.

Harry was beginning to cave in. He could see the regret and longing in Severus' face every time he came to him. He knew Hermione was still refusing to respond to any of Severus' letters. He was certain Severus really was sorry, but he wasn't about to break Hermione's trust.