A/N: Definitely coming to an end, hope you guys have enjoyed the ride.

******Hermione******

As he began to find a rhythm that was perfect for them both. Hermione's hands traveled along his leanly muscular body. Etching the memory of his every edge and curve into her brain. Pleased to note that she seemed to remember every scar or joint. God, she had missed him. But now she was back and he was just as perfect as before. His strong, pale body thrusting into her pussy. Reclaiming what was rightfully his. Her one and only.

"Severus! Oh gods, yes, yes, yes..." Hermione keened ecstatically, as she felt the sweet, hot release of her orgasm rush through her. Looking up into Severus' face, she watched as his grimace of rapture turned into a look of absolute, perfect delight, and she rode that last wave with him almost gently, as they came together; two lost souls, found and loved and loving one another.

When he told her she was to stay, Hermione sighed and held him tight, pressing a kiss to his shoulder, neck, his cheek and finally his lips. A slow, sensual kiss, even as her lungs struggled for air. But it was important that he knew how much she never wanted to leave again. "I love you, Severus," she said in the softest of whispers.

******Severus******

Severus felt home in her arms. He rolled off her to the side, laying down on his back as his arm pulled her in. She wanted her close, even as they slept for that was were she was supposed to be. She was pulled on top of him so that she was hanging of his upper chest. Severus met her mouth with his, feeling their tongues start the dance he was so familiar with. Staying with his woman was something he had missed for the six months she had gone. It was strange how it felt both sad and good to be so close to her. He could not get past the fact that she had all of this but decided to leave him.

Severus hoped to forget, wishing to fall asleep instead. He took solace in his woman, feeling that gentle arch in her lower back. Hermione words of love were painful but also calming. He wanted to hear these words every day since she was gone, but never got to. He did not reply to her statement, closing his eyes and trying to fall asleep. He soon realized that he was not able to unless he said what he felt. "I love you too, Hermione." He whispered under his breath moments later.

Severus fell asleep rather quickly with Hermione by his side. Feeling her small hands on him gave him the comfort he needed to sleep like a baby. His hands held her the entire night. Usually Severus was plagued by dreams of losing his Hermione, but this time the dreams spared him. The next morning, Severus did not wake up at his usual time. He often times woke up well before he needed to get ready because he was a man of habit, but with Hermione, he slept much more deeply. Severus held her and had his face nuzzled into her neck, his raven black hair wild and unkept. As he lay he noticed that the charm on her stomach must have faded during the night. Instead of her tiny waist, his hand was gripping her swollen belly. The sight was breathtaking, and to actually feel it….. Severus knew he couldn't lose this.

******Hermione******

Hermione barely heard Severus's whispered words of love. She had already begun drifting off to dreamland. But when she did her heart sang. This was exactly what she needed. The hope that they she had a chance. That they could have what they had before. She fell asleep soon after that. Being in his arms felt too good. Better than curling up in a warm blanket. There was warmth and security here. Something she dearly missed. She could not believe she let fear drive her away from this.

The next morning Hermione woke up and smiled as she felt him nuzzle her neck. An act of affection that she didn't think she'd be privileged to. "Good morning love," she softly greeted, turning to kiss him. Only then did she notice her belly. She also noticed that he was awake and was staring at her and it. "I...I can explain!" She hissed, sitting up and covering herself with the sheet. But nothing could hide the fact that she was pregnant. "This isn't how I wanted you to find out," she anguished, tears picking her eyes as her voice strained from all the emotion swirling inside her. "And I know I should have told you sooner, and I am deeply sorry for not doing so, but I was scared. I mean, we didn't exactly have a normal relationship. Certainly not one I could bring a child into and I still have no idea if you're ready to be a father, but here I am Severus," she said, placing a protective hand on her stomach, "And I'm having your son."

******Severus******

A boy.

Severus's mind was so focused on their relationship and the pregnancy he never really thought about the gender of their child. A boy. Someone who could carry on his name. He wouldn't die as the last of his line. How was it that even with her leaving him, she still was the best thing that's ever happened to him? He sat up in the bed, drawing the sheet from her body slowly, that round belly proudly protruding from his ex-lover. "You're right," he said finally, cupping her chin and forcing her to look up into his equally watery eyes. "Our former relationship left no room for a child. Especially due to my selfishness. I couldn't get past my own insecurities to see what I had right in front of me. It took you leaving to crush me with the weight of understanding my love for you and now…."

He paused, caressing her belly fondly, "Now I have been presented with a second chance. Starting with this. No more hiding. And," he took her hand, planting a kiss on her fingers, "No more running away. When you left I should have chased after you. Instead I stayed and wallowed in my own self pity. Now I know what a huge mistake that was, what I missed out on. Well no more."

"What are you saying Severus," A fearful Hermione Granger asked, fingers grasping his desperately. They had gone through so much and she knew that she'd collapse from another heartbreak.

Severus hated that this strong woman was so weak and worn. It was his fault. He should have put aside his petty path of revenge the moment he learned of their baby. No, before then, when Hermione was crying out to him to bring her to his level. He had not understood, and Hermione didn't explain. To explain would have defeated the purpose. But now he knew. He knew that he was irrevocably in love with this young woman. He knew that he was unashamed of their age difference or their love child. He knew that he never wished to be parted from her again.

Cupping Hermione's cheek, Severus's obsidian eyes met with her burnished amber ones, full of love as he accioed his wand. Speaking in a clear voice, inwardly smirking at the young witch's puzzled expression, Severus vowed, "I, Severus Snape, offer my love, my life, fortune, property, and fidelity to Hermione Granger. Do you accept this engagement?"

Hermione's breath hitched, eyes enlarging as the realization of what he was doing finally sunk in. "T-This, this isn't just because of the baby is it? Because I would never…."

Severus shook his head vehemently, "No, I love you, Hermione. With or without the child I want you to be my bride."

A squealing, pregnant witch threw herself in the Potions Master's arms, kissing him all over his face. Chuckling, Severus pulled back to look into her eyes, "You forgot to say the incantation love." It wasn't valid until she did, that was the rule of engagement.

Blushing, Hermione gathered her own wand, her heart fluttering in her chest. "I, Hermione Granger, offer my love, my life, fortune, property, and fidelity to Severus Snape and I accept his engagement." A band of light formed around her ring finger, before solidifying into a diamond and emerald ring. No sooner had it completed, Severus pulled his witch into a passionate embrace.

The End.