Hermione Granger sat in her favorite rocking chair at her home in London. Looking down at her beautiful baby girl sleeping in her arms she knew that this is where they belonged. When she drifted off into sleep herself Hermione dreamed the night she had conceived this little angel in her arms.
We stood in the room alone together, it was quiet. I had my arms wrapped tightly around me from the cold--but more to protect myself from him. I thought that's what I needed because well, I admit that I am not experienced in the art of love making. He is though very much, being many years my Jr. He looked at me and I had decided that he had never looked at me that way before. The fire that danced in his eyes that night I will never forget. Partly because I had never seen it before and partly because I knew that he had not let it burn that strongly in some years. Because of me, humph. He waited for me longer then most men would.
I let myself smile because I realized the next morning that he really did love me as much as he claimed too. So that night I gave my whole heart to him all of my soul and finally, after much anticipation, my body. We consentuated our marriage that night as my parents call it but I would like to think of it as consecrating it. We were not doing it because it was like a tradition but because it was spiritual growth for our relationship, I wanted to. And even though I had felt pain-and pleasure that I have never felt before it was one of the happiest moments in my life. I knew that because as we lay together entangled in a mass of sheets and silly throw pillows our bodies and minds were one. And one was no longer the loneliest number...
Hermione was awoken when she felt a pair of wet lips on her forehead. When she looked up she was looking into the dark eyes of her husband. She smiled.
"Severus, take your daughter... I think I want to go out tonight."
"Whys that beautiful?" Severus questioned his wife. They did not go out often.
"Well, because I want everyone to see that I am the happiest woman in the whole of England. Because I am in love with the best husband anyone could ask for and have the most wonderful daughter any one could wish for."
The End