A/N: Hello there! Welcome back my old friends and welcome to anyone new. This is the sequel to Here Forevermore, I would strongly advise you read that first but if you really insist on not doing that or you want to refresh your memory I'll give you a brief outline of what happened. So if you want to read Here Forevermore go away now to avoid seeing spoilers!

So basically Snape and Hermione fell in love…Saved each other's lives from Voldemort after he got kidnapped…and she's pregnant with his child…

Isn't life great :D So enjoy, I hope you like it….

Leaving Home

"Post, Hermione darling!" Mrs Granger stood outside her daughter's closed door holding a thick parchment letter with the Hogwarts crest, school letter I –" The door jumped open and Hermione's face appeared behind it.

"Thanks Mum," she reached out for the letter and shut the door in her mother's face. Mrs Granger shook her head anxiously and went back down to breakfast. Hermione just hadn't been the same since she came back from school, shut in her room all day, not speaking to anyone at all.

Hermione threw the letter down onto her pillow and lay down on her bed; on her back as it was rather uncomfortable to lie on her front nowadays. She had to tell her parents today, she was going to the Order tomorrow, she hadn't even told then she was moving out. Her room was full of boxes, half-packed, and clothes scattered across the floor. Her room was normally so tidy but she was trying to pack most of it up, hard work for a girl seven months pregnant even with magic. She ripped open her letter, scanned her eyes down the book list and her exam results – Outstanding in every subject – and threw it to one side, only then did she hear the soft clunk of metal as it landed. Curious he picked the envelope off the floor and open it wide, inside was a shining silver badge engraved with the four animals of Hogwarts surrounding the words Head Girl. Hermione gave a small whoop half-way between excitement and fear. How could a teenage mother be seen as a model student, she wondered. She put the badge to one side and wrung her hands in anxiety.

She put on a large coat, though she knew no-one could see past her Concealing Charm (how glad she was that she was able to do magic out of school now), she still felt self-conscious. She went downstairs and into the kitchen, her father smiled at her and pulled her up a stool at their breakfast bar. She sat down and picked up a piece of toast.

"Are you OK Hermione? Are you feeling ill? It's a lovely warm day, why don't you go outside for a bit, we could go for a bike-ride or something. Take your coat off; it's boiling," her mother said.

"No, I'm fine honestly, there's something I need to tell you. I'm going to move out and live with my friends. I'm old enough, is that OK?" she looked nervously at her parents.

"You could have told us earlier," commented her father, "but if that's what you want to do, we can't stop you."

"When are you planning on going?" asked her mother,

"Tomorrow," Hermione muttered, "sorry I should've told you before,"

"Well you better get packed," her mother said after a pause,

"I already have; I didn't know how to tell you, sorry." Hermione looked down at her feet,

"Don't worry love, we've all been there. So who are you going to live with? Where are you going? We'll have to come and visit you," her father put his hand on her shoulder.

"We've got a flat in London, I haven't been there but apparently it's nice."

"This is with Harry and Ron, right?" her mother looked at her,

"Er…yes," she gritted her teeth, she felt so bad but her mouth was not going to move, she couldn't correct herself.

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Hermione stood outside her house, looking up at the window of her bedroom, now bare and cold. She drew her coat more around herself, despite the burning sun and helped her dad put the last box into the car. She sat in silence for the entirety of the journey; staring out the window at all the things she would miss, she knew she would come back one day, but never really as her present self. Her dad drew the car up in Grimmauld Place.

"I hope this isn't where you're living,"

"Of course it's not, this is just where we meet up; it has to be discreet, especially if we're going to move the boxes by magic." She looked back at the boxes, despite having shrunk all of them they still took up a large amount of space. She got out, and with her dad, put the boxes into piles on the pavement outside number 11.

"OK Dad, this is where I go,"

"It's alright I'll wait until your friends come,"

"No honestly Dad, I'm nearly 18, I can wait on a street corner on my own." She reached out her arms and embraced him tightly. He kissed her on the cheek and waved goodbye as he reversed the car, she waved fervently until he went out of sight and then looked ahead of her. She ran through the words in her head and the doorway of number 12 appeared, along with the still grubby walls and windows. No sooner than it had appeared, the door opened and a wizard stepped out, he was dressed only in black robes which swung behind him as he walked. He looked up, and seeing Hermione, quickened his stride down the steps.

He ran over to her and kissed her passionately on her lips, almost lifting her off the ground. She stumbled slightly but he helped her up. "Severus! It's only been a couple of weeks!"

"I know, but I've missed you. Haven't you missed me?" he looked at her nervously,

"Of course I have!" he smiled at her and hugged her more tightly, "careful! She pushed her away gently and stroked her belly, he tried to look down but couldn't because of her Charm.

"What have you done? I can't look at it," he put his hands out and stroked the bump instead.

"Hey!" she withdrew further, "It was just a Concealing Charm, look are you going to help me get rid of these or not?" she gestured to the boxes.

"Sorry," he drew his wand out from inside his robes and muttered something at the boxes; they began to glide along the ground. He immediately got behind them and started pretending to hold them up, Hermione followed suit; holding her trunk with one hand and 'pushing' the boxes with the other. They got inside the hallway and Hermione gasped; the place had been completely redecorated, the hallway was full of warm light, large windows at the back of the hall released long beams of sunlight from the garden outside. She looked up in wonder at the restored building.

"They've been busy then," she laughed,

"Well, with you lot pushing the Dark Lord off again for a while, what else were we going to do?" he left her boxes at the foot of the stairs and Apparated away with a snap. From somewhere above her she heard him say Accio and the boxes zoomed off ahead of her, she laughed and began to climb the stairs, having to stop every few steps and get her breath back.

"Hermione!" Ron came out from a room on the first landing, followed by Ginny. He ran over to her and gave her a high-five, "How are you? Which room are you in?"

"I'm fine, I think I'm upstairs though."

"Won't you been in Ginny's room?" asked Ron,

"Well, er, not really, I mean…" Snape stood at the top of the stairs above them. Ron looked up to where her eye line was,

"Oh yeah, well, yeah, off you go then," he looked down sheepishly; it was still hard for him to come to terms with the fact that his best friend and his least favourite teacher were romantically involved. This seemed to give away that they slept together at least; Hermione would have to be the first though, unless Harry had secretly found himself another girlfriend.

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Hermione piled the boxes into a corner of their room. It was a simple room; one bed, cupboard, one wardrobe, one desk, one chair, one window, one painting. But it was clean and comfortable, they wouldn't be staying there for long; so it suited their needs.

Suddenly she felt a sharp pain from her abdomen; she clutched her belly and writhed onto the bed. As suddenly as it had started, it stopped, she looked around nervously. She shook the head; dismissing her anxieties, and went downstairs to dinner.

A/N: That was very long, and very funny to write! I was using an extremely crappy speech recognition It thought that Hermione was 'heard Miami'! So I gave up on that after about a paragraph! So let's see where this'll take us…Reviews very welcome at this crucial stage.