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Chapter Twenty Two
*She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You think you lost your love Well I saw her yesterday It's you she's thinking of and she told me what to say She said she loves you and you know that can't be bad Yes, she loves you And you know you should be glad
She said you were to know That she almost lost her mind And now she says she knows You're not the hurting kind She says she loves you And you know that can't be bad
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah And with a love like that You know you should be glad
And now its up to you I think its only fair If I should hurt you, too Apologize to her Because she loves you And you know that can't be bad She said she loves you And you kow you should be glad
With a love like that You know you should be glad.*
Severus heard the first strains of a Beatles song as he stepped into his rooms, the name of which escaped him at the moment. He peered curiously into his candlelit living room, and he was struck with the sight of a small table, set for two. There were two silver plates resting in front of two chairs, two silver knives, two forks, two silver goblets filled with wine. He looked over the three red roses resting in the middle of the table and saw Hermione, dressed in tight-fitting black robes, which showed off her slightly rounded stomach to great advantage. She looked nervous, he noted, pleased. Good.
She cleared her throat. "Sit down, Severus." There was no nervousness in her voice, however. Damn. "I.Well, Draco was right, I can't do this alone, I do need you. Please.you don't understand how hard this is for me. I need you."
Severus had no idea where Draco Malfoy fit into this equation, but at the moment he didn't care. He sighed wearily. Suddenly, he was tired of being stupid.
"I've missed you too, Hermione," he whispered tiredly. She smiled shyly at him, and he raised one hand and motioned for her to come over nearer to him. She did so, and he pulled her onto his lap easily. Placing one hand gently on her growing stomach, he kissed her deeply. Their dinner forgotten, Hermione kissed him back with abandon.
Sevolod, who had been lounging unseen in the corner, smiled and disappeared. He reappeared moments later in Minerva's study. She looked up sharply when she became aware of someone's presence, relaxing slightly when she realized that it was Sevolod.
"Ah, Sevolod.what news?"
He bowed slightly. "I am quite happy to announce that when I left, Severus Snape and Hermione Granger were snogging like teenagers."
Minerva grinned. "Yes!"
*~*
Severus dismissed his class of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff third-years, and sat tiredly at his desk. He had not gotten much sleep the night before, his reconciliation with Hermione. He smiled inwardly as he remembered that night.
His meditations were interrupted by a ghost appearing and sitting on his desk. Severus looked up. "Sevolod," he greeted his brother tiredly, and looked down at the papers sitting on his desk. He really needed to grade those.
"Oh, hello dear brother," said Sevolod cheerfully. "Just decided to drop in and see how you were feeling.I'm sure you feel like a young man again, Sev."
"Bull shit, 'Lod. I barely know what happened last night."
Sevolod affected a puzzled look. "Why, what are you talking about? Do tell the story."
"Oh, don't give me that crap, 'Lod. I know you were listening yesterday at the dinner-slash-shagfest." Severus folded his arms across his chest and raised an eyebrow at his twin.
"Oh damn you, damn you for knowing me all to well," replied Sevolod, slightly disappointed that his brother knew he had been there last night. He shrugged, and continued to speak. "But in any case, you should be happy."
"It's hard, though. I've never felt this way before, and it scares me," Severus confided.
Sevolod raised his hands in a mock gesture of praise. "Well, glory be to God! Severus Snape has finally admitted his TRUE feelings! I swear, if I wasn't already dead, this would have killed me."
Severus sighed wearily. "Shut up, 'Lod."
"But in all seriousness, Sev, just go with it. You think you're going to have problems dealing during her pregnancy? Well, I guarantee that they're nothing compared to hers. Hell - she has to give birth!"
He shuddered slightly. "Mm - and I have to listen to her curse at me while she's going through that pain. Emotional trauma for me, I'm sure."
"Yea, yea, that's what they all say.But you're not pushing another human being out of your body."
Severus winced. "Well, when you put it that way."
*~*
Hermione was tired. And she still had to teach the sixth-year Ravenclaws and Slytherins before her afternoon was over. She practicall slept through her class, opting to give her students an in-class project instead of actually teaching them a new topic. She dismissed them five minutes early.
As the last student walked through the door, Hermione sat down at her desk and put her head in her hands. This pregnancy was taking a lot out of her, and she still had five months to go. How would she be able to deal? Perhaps Severus would make her a potion, she thought, brightening somewhat. She decided to go ask him then, and headed off to the dungeons.
Hermione peered inside his classroom, and finding it empty with Severus sitting with his back to her, she entered, after knocking lightly on the door.
"Hey," she greeted him. He turned around, looking even paler than he normally did. She saw that his right hand was covering his left forearm, and her expression changed to one of concern. "Are you okay? Are you being called? Shall I get Dumbledore?"
"No, no," he said through gritted teeth. "I am not being called, I am fine. Sit down." She did so, and he continued. "The pain is normal. It simply means that Voldemort is returning. I felt the same way eight years ago when he last returned."
Hermione did not know what to say. She bit her lip in worry, and laid her hand on Severus's right arm, nearest to her. He toyed with the idea of shrugging it away, but he decided that he liked the comforting pressure, especially now. "Have you told Albus?" she asked after a few minutes of silence.
He shook his head. "He knows," he replied grimly. "He knew last time, and I am sure he knows now. I see no need for a personal memo from his Potions master about this."
Hermione rolled her eyes. She didn't feel like getting in another argument, seeing as how they had only just made up from the last row they'd had. "All right," she said, raising her hands in a gesture of surrender. "It's your body, after all."
He said nothing for a few moments, and then asked her how she was feeling. "Oh, better." she said. "At least the morning sickness has stopped."
"Have you.erm, thought of any names?" he inquired with a strange look on his face.
"Oh!" Hermione exclaimed, her hand over her mouth. She laughed. "Would you believe it, almost five months pregnant and I've completely forgotten about names?"
He raised an eyebrow at her. "Hm. Well, why don't you look through this book here? Accio book!" And a small, thick book came flying toward them which Severus caught easily and handed to Hermione.
*~*
Alan: Hmm.perhaps they should name their child Alan, after me!
Draco: *snorts* Yea, but its going to be a girl.
Alan: Oh, yea.Alana, then!
Draco: Review, or that might occur!
Chapter Twenty Two
*She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You think you lost your love Well I saw her yesterday It's you she's thinking of and she told me what to say She said she loves you and you know that can't be bad Yes, she loves you And you know you should be glad
She said you were to know That she almost lost her mind And now she says she knows You're not the hurting kind She says she loves you And you know that can't be bad
She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah And with a love like that You know you should be glad
And now its up to you I think its only fair If I should hurt you, too Apologize to her Because she loves you And you know that can't be bad She said she loves you And you kow you should be glad
With a love like that You know you should be glad.*
Severus heard the first strains of a Beatles song as he stepped into his rooms, the name of which escaped him at the moment. He peered curiously into his candlelit living room, and he was struck with the sight of a small table, set for two. There were two silver plates resting in front of two chairs, two silver knives, two forks, two silver goblets filled with wine. He looked over the three red roses resting in the middle of the table and saw Hermione, dressed in tight-fitting black robes, which showed off her slightly rounded stomach to great advantage. She looked nervous, he noted, pleased. Good.
She cleared her throat. "Sit down, Severus." There was no nervousness in her voice, however. Damn. "I.Well, Draco was right, I can't do this alone, I do need you. Please.you don't understand how hard this is for me. I need you."
Severus had no idea where Draco Malfoy fit into this equation, but at the moment he didn't care. He sighed wearily. Suddenly, he was tired of being stupid.
"I've missed you too, Hermione," he whispered tiredly. She smiled shyly at him, and he raised one hand and motioned for her to come over nearer to him. She did so, and he pulled her onto his lap easily. Placing one hand gently on her growing stomach, he kissed her deeply. Their dinner forgotten, Hermione kissed him back with abandon.
Sevolod, who had been lounging unseen in the corner, smiled and disappeared. He reappeared moments later in Minerva's study. She looked up sharply when she became aware of someone's presence, relaxing slightly when she realized that it was Sevolod.
"Ah, Sevolod.what news?"
He bowed slightly. "I am quite happy to announce that when I left, Severus Snape and Hermione Granger were snogging like teenagers."
Minerva grinned. "Yes!"
*~*
Severus dismissed his class of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff third-years, and sat tiredly at his desk. He had not gotten much sleep the night before, his reconciliation with Hermione. He smiled inwardly as he remembered that night.
His meditations were interrupted by a ghost appearing and sitting on his desk. Severus looked up. "Sevolod," he greeted his brother tiredly, and looked down at the papers sitting on his desk. He really needed to grade those.
"Oh, hello dear brother," said Sevolod cheerfully. "Just decided to drop in and see how you were feeling.I'm sure you feel like a young man again, Sev."
"Bull shit, 'Lod. I barely know what happened last night."
Sevolod affected a puzzled look. "Why, what are you talking about? Do tell the story."
"Oh, don't give me that crap, 'Lod. I know you were listening yesterday at the dinner-slash-shagfest." Severus folded his arms across his chest and raised an eyebrow at his twin.
"Oh damn you, damn you for knowing me all to well," replied Sevolod, slightly disappointed that his brother knew he had been there last night. He shrugged, and continued to speak. "But in any case, you should be happy."
"It's hard, though. I've never felt this way before, and it scares me," Severus confided.
Sevolod raised his hands in a mock gesture of praise. "Well, glory be to God! Severus Snape has finally admitted his TRUE feelings! I swear, if I wasn't already dead, this would have killed me."
Severus sighed wearily. "Shut up, 'Lod."
"But in all seriousness, Sev, just go with it. You think you're going to have problems dealing during her pregnancy? Well, I guarantee that they're nothing compared to hers. Hell - she has to give birth!"
He shuddered slightly. "Mm - and I have to listen to her curse at me while she's going through that pain. Emotional trauma for me, I'm sure."
"Yea, yea, that's what they all say.But you're not pushing another human being out of your body."
Severus winced. "Well, when you put it that way."
*~*
Hermione was tired. And she still had to teach the sixth-year Ravenclaws and Slytherins before her afternoon was over. She practicall slept through her class, opting to give her students an in-class project instead of actually teaching them a new topic. She dismissed them five minutes early.
As the last student walked through the door, Hermione sat down at her desk and put her head in her hands. This pregnancy was taking a lot out of her, and she still had five months to go. How would she be able to deal? Perhaps Severus would make her a potion, she thought, brightening somewhat. She decided to go ask him then, and headed off to the dungeons.
Hermione peered inside his classroom, and finding it empty with Severus sitting with his back to her, she entered, after knocking lightly on the door.
"Hey," she greeted him. He turned around, looking even paler than he normally did. She saw that his right hand was covering his left forearm, and her expression changed to one of concern. "Are you okay? Are you being called? Shall I get Dumbledore?"
"No, no," he said through gritted teeth. "I am not being called, I am fine. Sit down." She did so, and he continued. "The pain is normal. It simply means that Voldemort is returning. I felt the same way eight years ago when he last returned."
Hermione did not know what to say. She bit her lip in worry, and laid her hand on Severus's right arm, nearest to her. He toyed with the idea of shrugging it away, but he decided that he liked the comforting pressure, especially now. "Have you told Albus?" she asked after a few minutes of silence.
He shook his head. "He knows," he replied grimly. "He knew last time, and I am sure he knows now. I see no need for a personal memo from his Potions master about this."
Hermione rolled her eyes. She didn't feel like getting in another argument, seeing as how they had only just made up from the last row they'd had. "All right," she said, raising her hands in a gesture of surrender. "It's your body, after all."
He said nothing for a few moments, and then asked her how she was feeling. "Oh, better." she said. "At least the morning sickness has stopped."
"Have you.erm, thought of any names?" he inquired with a strange look on his face.
"Oh!" Hermione exclaimed, her hand over her mouth. She laughed. "Would you believe it, almost five months pregnant and I've completely forgotten about names?"
He raised an eyebrow at her. "Hm. Well, why don't you look through this book here? Accio book!" And a small, thick book came flying toward them which Severus caught easily and handed to Hermione.
*~*
Alan: Hmm.perhaps they should name their child Alan, after me!
Draco: *snorts* Yea, but its going to be a girl.
Alan: Oh, yea.Alana, then!
Draco: Review, or that might occur!