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A/N: I advise you again to got read the first ten chapters of 'Daddy?' if you haven't already. This is your last warning! Enjoy chapter 2...
~ Chapter 12/2 ~
"Wow what a strange dream." She glanced at her watch and groaned. An hour to go before breakfast and then the last day of exams would begin.
Charms and Transfiguration had both seemed fairly easy. She could feel magic radiating from the baby inside her. This child would definitely not be a squib. The rest of the exams had gone by in a whirlwind. Hermione dragged herself to the bathroom and got ready to start her day.
That night the end of the year feast was the same as any year before with Gryffindor winning the house cup. Severus walked out of the Great Hall but as he passed the Gryffindor table he saw out of the corner of his eye, Hermione grab her stomach. This reaction puzzled him greatly and he had to force himself to keep walking and not show any concern for the young Gryffindor.
Hermione was shocked when the baby kicked as Professor Snape walked by. It was as if it knew it's father was near. She knew tomorrow that she would be leaving on the Hogwarts Express. This was her last chance to find out if the baby was a boy or girl without having to see a muggle doctor. It was planned that Hermione would have the baby at Hogwarts. It made her more comfortable that Madame Pomfrey would be delivering her child instead of some unknown muggle doctor who knew nothing of magic. Suddenly she stood up and walked to the hospital wing ignoring her friends' inquiries about her destination. Madame Pomfrey had been expecting her to come tonight. She had Hermione lay down on a bed. The mediwitch cast the spell and smiled.
"Hermione, I don't know how to say this but there is something that was overlooked on all your previous visits. There is another heartbeat that we just assumed was yours. The readings I'm getting now are showing that your baby girl is going to have a little brother. They are looking to both be very healthy babies," Madame Pomfrey told her nervously.
"I'm…I'm having twins? Oh my god!" Hermione said disbelieving. A crash was heard from somewhere beyond the curtain. Madame Pomfrey slipped through to see what the commotion was all about. She was faced with a stunned potions master and a tray of smashed vials on the floor, their contents intermingling and causing some kind of reaction that was bubbling away at the floor like acid. With a sigh and a flick of her wand the mess was cleaned up.
"Severus, are you OK?" she asked reaching out a hand to touch his arm. He flinched at the contact and his eyes finally focused on her. "How much did you hear?"
"Enough to know that a student, Miss Granger if the voice is anything to go by, is with child."
"Please wait here for a moment while I finish up with her," she said turning back to the curtain. Once inside she received a questioning look from the expecting mother. With a wave of her wand she cast a silencing spell. "There, now we can talk freely."
"What happened?" Hermione asked.
"It seems that these little ones' father brought up some potions I asked for and overheard that you're pregnant. I'm sorry, I should have thought of a silencing spell before."
"I guess I need to have a talk with him, don't I?" she asked. "Better now, then later. Can you bring him in here?"
"Of course dear." Hermione fiddled with her robes unconsciously as she waited for him to join them.
"I don't see how this has anything to do with me, Poppy," he sneered.
"Oh hush up and give me your wand," Madame Pomfrey sighed. With a flick of his wrist his wand appeared in his hand. She reached for it and he reluctantly surrendered it to her outstretched palm.
Severus Snape watched as the woman, who nursed him back to health after many midnight meetings, turned and left through the curtains. He studied the face of the young girl sitting on the bed, recognizing a few of the flood of emotions flickering across her face. "Well, Miss Granger it seems you are in quite a predicament here. Which one was it? Mr. Potter luring you into bed with him with his celebrity status. Or maybe Mr. Weasley's infatuation finally got to you.…
"No it wasn't a Gryffindor," she said calmly but he noticed fire behind her eyes at his mere suggestion of her sleeping with one of her best friends.
"Then maybe a Ravenclaw impressed you with his greater intellect and you thought he could teach you a few things. Or you felt sorry for one of those dim-witted Hufflepuffs."
"Actually it was a, Slytherin, sir," Hermione replied coolly. He raised an eyebrow.
"Ahh, finally we get to the reason I was invited to this meeting. Or was it just so I could get rid of your little problem?"
"Yes and no sir." His mouth slightly turned down in a faint frown. "We have gotten to the reason you are here but it is not to murder my child, um children."
"Why am I not surprised you see it that way, Miss Granger," he muttered.
"Just because something hasn't been born yet doesn't mean it isn't living Professor Snape." Her jaw visibly tightened as she clenched her teeth. He nodded.
"I must admit that you are quite right." Hermione's eyes grew wide. "Also that unless you had given me a good enough reason for me to end the lives growing inside of you there would have been nothing you could have done to have gotten that potion short of brewing it yourself." She never would have expected him, a former Death Eater, to agree with her on the issue of abortion. "Thirty points to Gryffindor for your strong use of morals."
A/N: Well we've come to the ending of another chapter. Hope you liked it. Please send a review and let me know what you think.