A/N: 50 reviews! Woo! Cheers guys. Hey, this chapter's a bit random and not really very important, but hey, there you go.

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Reflected World

Severus walked into 12 Grimmauld place for the first time in a week; he had left the hospital in all that time, but Hermione had persuaded him to go back, if only to tell the others that she was OK and to get a change of clothes. But of course, she wasn't OK, she still didn't recognise him properly, originally he had thought it was just an after-effect of the Healing and that she would be better soon. But he was increasingly of the opinion that it was a lot more serious than that.

"Severus! Where have you been?" Mrs Weasley came thundering down the stairs, her arms full of dirty washing, "You could have left a note! Where's Hermione?"

"Molly," Severus pushed her gently away from him, "Hermione's fallen ill, but don't worry, she'll be alright. I've just come to collect a few things."

"Would you like me to wash your robes? They must be a bit dirty if you've been wearing them for a week, here give them to me." She held out a hand, trying to balance the rest of the washing precariously on her other hand.

"I'll take them off upstairs thank you Molly. I'll bring them down to you in a bit. Where are your children?"

"They're with Fred and George today, they'll be back later; do you want me to pass anything on?" she asked,

"Just tell them Hermione's unwell, but she'll be back soon. I'll just go upstairs now." He climbed up to his room, stripped off and got in the shower. Once he was clean and had changed into new robes he looked around the room for anything he should take back to St. Mungo's.

An hour later he appeared in the kitchen holding a small bag and Mrs Weasley reheated the leftovers of last night's shepherd's pie for him, which tasted just as good as it had. He ate greedily having only had a couple of snacks at the hospital, but eventually he was full and thanked Mrs Weasley. He walked into the hallway and Disapparated.

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Hermione shivered and rolled over onto her side, the man, who claimed to be Severus Snape her Potions teachers was still sitting in his chair gazing at her, he smiled when he saw her turn to face him.

"What about Harry and Ron, do they know I'm here?" she asked anxiously,

"Harry's still at his aunt's house and I told the Weasleys you were ill, did you ever tell them about this anyway?" he lent forward, resting his elbows on his knees.

"I don't know, I can't remember, I told you… It's all gone."

"I spoke to the Healer this morning, he said he didn't know what had happened, but as with all magical procedures there is an element of risk. He thinks that you may just need something to spark it off, he suggested talking, but he'll be down soon to take a look at you." She nodded and sank back deep into her mattress.

There was a tap on the door and it opened to reveal the Healer, "Professor Snape, Ms Granger," he said and walked over to Hermione's bed, looking down at her. "So Ms Granger, you cannot remember anything about Professor Snape?"

She sat up gently, "everything connected with him has just blanked from my mind, but I know it's there, I can recognise him, but I just can't reach the memories. Is it common for this to happen? I mean that something just forgets everything related to a certain person?"

He looked at her sternly over the top of his glasses and finished writing a note on his clipboard. "I've certainly never seen it before, but it is nothing to do with Maternity, I shall ask one of our experts to take a look. But in the meanwhile I suggest you try everything you can to jump-start those memories. Have you met your son yet?"

"It's a boy!" she gasped, and beside her she saw Snape smile broadly.

"Yes, of course, did no-one tell you? He's still very weak, but his condition is steadily improving; he's a fighter this one, his chances are getting stronger and stronger." He gestured for her to get out of bed, he drew up a chair next to the crib and she sat down. Gently he lifted the baby out of the crib and placed him in her arms. "Don't keep him out for too long, and remember to put the lid back on when you've finished." He went out the door.

She smiled up at Snape where he hand a hand on the back on the chair. "We have a son," he whispered. She could tell by the look on his face how happy he was; she only wished she could feel the same, gently she passed the baby up to him. He held him in his arms as if he was glass, softly kissing his forehead and whispered quietly into his ear. She smiled at them, a sharp pain hit her heart, nothing of the medical sort, it just broke her heart to see something that she knew she should be part of, but couldn't. Tears began to flow down her face again.

Looking down, he saw her crying and bent his knees down to be level with her. He lifted the baby up for her to kiss, but she turned away. He placed it back in its crib and closed the lid. He turned back to her silently and held her in his arms. She sobbed gently into his chest, trying to cling to something she could remember or even understand, but she couldn't.

A/N: bit of trash really. Sorry it was kind of short. I'd originally just written the bit at the hospital and didn't think it needed any more but that would have been very short, so I just bunged that beginning on. Ciao ;)