A/N: The end, even though I never finished the middle, here it is.

Back in Black Conclusion

(Insert a few months time jumping here and arrive at scene of Hermione sleeping peacefully next to Severus. Well, not so peacefully anymore. . .)

"OUCH!" Hermione screamed and clutched her stomach. Severus woke with a start at the sound of her scream and when he saw the look on her face began to panic.

"Hermione?! What is it?! What's wrong?!" He asked frantically.

"Severus, it's the baby, it wants ou- shit that hurt!" With that Severus stood up, swooped her into his arms and made a mad dash for the hospital wing. "POPPY!" He screamed upon arrival.

"Yes Severus? Ms. Granger- oh my -Severus get her to that bed immediately!" Poppy brought out all the proper equipment and drugs for the baby to be born and then she turned to Severus once again. "Shoo! You heard me, out with you! Go and fetch the headmaster!"

Severus was practically thrown out the door and stood by it for a moment, but the sounds of a woman in labor could only be listened to for so long. . . and with that, he set off in search for the crazy old man called Dumbledore.

Upon arrival, the two men discovered that the screaming had stopped. 'That can only mean one of two things; either Hermione had an extraordinarily fast labor, or something happened to Hermione or the baby.' He dearly hoped it was not the latter. The next sound that greeted his and Dumbledore's ears was an unexpected one, as if the two women were in a state of shock and awe.

"You two'd better get in here quick!" The men heard Poppy yell, and they didn't need to be told twice. When they reached Hermione's cot, Severus's jaw dropped. For Hermione was not holding a baby with red hair, or brown hair, or any hair at all for that matter, no, the child in her arms had black hair. And a set of black eyes to go along with it.

(Back to the waiting room.)

"But what does it mean Albus?" Severus had never been so thoroughly confused in his life. Not even in choosing between the dark and light has he been so miffed. "How can that child in her arms look exactly like, well, me?"

"This is magic at it's deepest Severus. I do however, have a theory as to what may have happened. I believe that when Ms. Granger tried to end her life almost 8 months ago, and nearly succeeded, she rid her self of all traces of life other than her own. Meaning, the genetics in Mr. Weasley sperm were lost, but it was still physically there. When you saved her life, you committed an act that all parents should be involved in when creating a child. Do you know what that act was Severus?" At this Snape bit back a snide comment he was itching to make, but instead shook his head. "Love, Severus. You felt love for her then and you still do now. Therefore, you completed the child's genetic code. Blood is thicker than water, but love is thicker than blood. Am I getting through to you Severus?"

"Yes headmaster, I understand, but that doesn't take away the shock. I'm a. . . I'm a father." He didn't know whether to be happy or if this state of shock would do for now.

"Yes, well perhaps you should go and celebrate the fact with your child's mother." And with that, Albus ushered him back towards the main section of the wing, a sly grin residing on his face.

(Hermione laying peacefully in bed once again, enter Severus.)

"Hello darling." Hermione said with a little effort. Severus was relieved to see that she was smiling. Apparently Dumbledore had talked to her before him. After a brief pause she said, "Would you like to meet your son?"

And then, a miracle happened. A genuine smile crossed the face of a one Severus Snape. "I would, but I need to ask his mum a question first."

"Oh?" Hermione looked up through tired eyes.

"Will you marry me?" He whispered. She stared at him for a moment. Then another miracle occurred. A genuine smile crossed the face of a one Hermione Granger.

"Yes." She smiled as he kissed her softly and watched with sparkles in his eyes as his son slept peacefully in her arms.

El fin.