Chapter 3: The Talk
A/N : I really wish I owned a Snape. I really wish I owned a Snape, but I don't. I don't own a thing.
Hermione took a long hot shower, washing off all the blood from her body. She lied to Snape when she said she was sore. She was really, really sore. I hope he will understand why I did what I what I did. She thought. I have to talk to him and explain. He will understand I know he will. She walked out of the shower and dried herself.
Why did she do that? Why didn't she just take the potion and forget all about that horrible night. Does she think I wanted that to happen? If she only knew what I felt for her and how I would do anything to protect her. Why would she want to keep the baby? Why? Why? Why? Severus thought as he was washing his bloodstained body in the hot shower. He placed his head on the wall of the shower and closed his eyes. Just when he was starting to clear his mind a knock on the potion classroom came. He stepped out of the shower and wrapped himself in a long black bathrobe.
"Who the hell is it?" He yelled, frustrated at the fact that his alone time was interrupted. When he opened the door he noticed it was Hermione stand in front of him.
"Hello. I'm sorry you said for me to come down and talk to you once I was cleaned up. If you want I can go?" She looked up at him with a sad expression.
"No. No. Come in I just wasn't expecting you so early." His toned softened when he notice it was her. He stepped back from the door and let Hermione walk in.
"Where did you want to talk?" She asked him.
"If you don't mind I would like to have this discussion behind close doors where I feel no one can hear us."
"Lead the way." She stated as Severus walked through the side door in the Potions classroom to his office. She thought would stop there but he kept walking to a painting on the wall. With a silent word the paint swung open and he directed her inside. She walked into a large open space that was simply decorated with large bed in one corner of the room and some comfy arm chairs in another. On one side of the room there were books from top to bottom and by the chairs was a large fireplace was already lit.
"It's not much." He said looking around.
"It's beautiful." She said.
"No. It's just your basics. I don't deserve to have a life of luxury." Snape said with a mournful voice.
She walked up to him and said "Yes, you do. You especially do."
Severus didn't' know where to look first. "If you excuse me I'm going to change into something more appropriate." Hermione nodded and sat down on the edge of his bed.
Severus walked into his bathroom and quickly changed into some pants and a shirt. God, I've never been this nervous before why am so nervous. She's just a student. A student I love but a student none the less. He thought as he walked back out of the bathroom.
"Professor, if you are busy I can come back." Hermione said slowly standing up.
"No, no, please stay. We need to talk. Dumbledore is right we need to discuss the what ifs. But first things first I would like your permission to see if you have truly conceived?" Hermione nodded a slow yes and Severus took out his wand. With a quick spell, his wand glowed a brilliant blue color and he closed his eyes and shook his head.
"I'm pregnant. That's what the spell was for."
"Yes. You are." Severus sighed.
"Professor?"
"Please don't call me that right now. Do you know how wrong it feels to know I've impregnated my student?"
"Severus, I know you feel like you've done wrong. But you haven't. You did what you have to save us and I love you for your bravery."
"You have your life ahead of you. You shouldn't be tied down to an old man like me."
"Did you hear me? I love you, Professor, Severus. I want to have this baby, even if it means I don't get to have you with me to take of him."
"Miss Granger, Hermione. I don't believe you know what you want. You can't want someone like me. I have lived a horrible life and don't deserve a good life. I have to repay for my sins and a many sins they are."
"You aren't as horrible as you think you are. I love you why can't you accept that as a truth."
"Because you are too young and beautiful for me and no matter what my heart sings, I can't act on it."
"Why? Why can't you get off your high horse for a minute and look around you to see there are people here who genuinely care for you. Please allow yourself the chance to see your life as a gift and quit damning yourself and our future child." Hermione said as a few tears started to stream down her face. "I love you."
"I love you too." He said wiping her tears from her face. He then wrapped his arms around her like he did in the tent and kiss the side of her head.
