A/N: Overall, I can't say I've been in luck. I truly feel adored by all of you. However, those who have both of my stories, I feel pain for you. When I read a fanfiction with pain, it hurts me. If it does to you, I have no idea, but I seem to like having people in pain. It advances plot so much better. But I must hush and not give you the chapter early.

Disclaimer: Never have and sorrowfully never will.

Correction: Last chapter, I mentioned staff shirts; I'm getting to it, so hang on, okay?

Reviewers:

phantominhell: Thank you for the kind note. It made my day! I hope you like the rest of it, one person in my family thinks this is too gory for a teenager. Hilarious, really…

rinny08: ah, rinny08. What would I do without you? Do I know you, or is this faithfulness just you? Either way, I am beginning to adore you! About the parents, well, can't say it was my idea. I just liked the thought of her parents being cruel like that to their child, I mean; she is a witch (good meaning). As for the abortion, I am in complete agreement with you. However, there is also the fact that men and boys run away from me in terror, so me getting pregnant are zero! Hope you like the chapter!

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Hermione got out of bed, and walked down corridors, not interested by where she was going until she reached Snape's classroom door. She smiled and went in, hoping no one was in there. What she saw shocked her so deeply; she put her hand over her mouth in fright.

Professor Severus Snape was lying on the floor unconscious, his robes burnt and soaked with blood. She rushed over to him, and while trying not to touch him with the bulge in her stomach, she turned him over. His pulse was beating faintly, but she took out her wand, and muttered a spell. Snape flew up in the air and began making its way towards the hospital wing. She began working her way through the amount of papers on the floor, and gasped when she saw a flurry of notes with blood on them.

Every single last note was folded and placed with the Snape family crest. Her name was written on the front of every one. She opened one, and saw the date.

October 31:

Another day has passed, dearest Hermione. You seemed a little pale today, but then again, the Gryffindors probably gave you a fright. I wish that someday I could be there next to you, while you are laughing and smiling at everyone. So unlike me, I know, but I want to be next to you. Is it wrong to love a student who is mature as I am? Is it wrong to love a woman in the form of a teenager? Is it wrong to love Hermione Granger? It's not like I don't dream about you every night anyways. (A/N: Double negative positive) Until graduation, for then, my plan to seduce you will be put in effect. I still have absolutely no idea why Albus gave you the teaching position a year ahead. Oh well, the old wizard will tell me soon. Good night, my love.

Severus

She was sobbing, but took a quill and scratched quickly on the note. She then raced after Severus. By the time Pomfrey was finished, Hermione was wearing a circle in the stone. "He's fine, Hermione. Come on, it's time for your monthly check-up," she said loudly, making Hermione shush at her.

"He'll hear you!" she whispered.

"Exactly what I want him to do," Pomfrey smirked. She did the check-up while Hermione glared at her, then Pomfrey announced, (A/N: That means loudly) "All right, go and see him, you're perfectly fine,"

"You really are exasperating,"

"I strive to be, thank you,"

Hermione rolled her eyes and sat down next to Severus. He opened his eyes and then looked at her. She looked away quickly. "Thank you for saving me," he whispered hoarsely.

"Just rest, Professor, just rest," she said, noticing how more depressing he looked when she called him by his title. "Look, Severus, just sleep an hour for me. Can you do that, love?" she whispered into his ear. From there, joy radiated from him. He pulled her to him and began kissing her. Then his hand went to her belly, in attempt to go under her baggy sweatshirt, but stopped himself. He felt her hand stop him and Hermione moved back swiftly. She bit her lip and whispered, "I'm sorry, Severus," She then ran out of the wing.

Severus Snape looked at the ceiling. Hermione was scared of something, and she seemed to want to leave as soon as possible, but why? The answer rang in his mind. "Voldemort," he muttered softly before getting up after Hermione.

Hermione raced into her room, but was soon greeted by an unexpected surprise. "Lord Voldemort, we meet at last," she said calmly as a tall, lanky figure with glowing, red eyes floated to her.

"Yes, so it would seem. How is it, Miss Granger, that you, a Mudblood, are the brightest witch of her age? And carrying a child, oh, how charming. Ah, Severus, how kind of you to join us," Voldemort hissed coldly, making Severus, who had just come in, glare at him.

"Tom Riddle. I've always wondered why you hated that name. Perhaps because it suits you so well. You are a riddle, nothing but a riddle. No one knows your weakness except me. So, this is how you planned to take me? I was expecting you years ago, quite frankly," Hermione said, making Voldemort narrow his eyes and Severus widen his in fear.

Voldemort came over to her, and said, "Would he like to know your secret? I think so. Perhaps he will stop glancing between me and you and help me get you to my home,"

Hermione looked up and said, "Bite me. Tell him, he will not care in the slightest. It won't work. So lay off of him, he's still in shock from what Lucius did to him,"

"Besides forcing him to rape you, muttering a fertility spell and making sure Snape was well beaten up tonight?" he said, his eyes glinting.

She sighed while Severus remained void of any emotion. "You're despicable,"

"Yes, I am, aren't I? Even more reason why I've decided to take over this castle as we speak. Poor Severus, outsmarted by myself. As for you, you Mudblood, let's get you cleaned up. You look a fright. How will you look tonight at our wedding?"

"You wouldn't dare,"

"Oh ,but I gleefully would," he said, then laughing so hard he did not notice Severus, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny, Minerva, and Dumbledore pull out their wands. Each person threw a spell, each one of a different nature. Severus threw a glamour charm; Harry threw the memory of the mirror of Erised, the Chamber of Secrets, and the Triwizard Tournament Cup; Hermione threw a coldness spell; Neville threw a light charm, Ginny threw a Bat Bogey Hex; Minerva threw a transfigured rooster at him, and Dumbledore muttered a spell of love and friendship.

Voldemort screamed and fell to the ground, his body turning to ash, his cloak the only thing left of Lord Voldemort the Evil. Everyone gasped as they fell to their knees. Dumbledore stood up first and sent them off to bed, except Hermione and Snape stayed there.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Severus asked softly.

"I didn't want you to feel obliged to me. I didn't want to put you in danger, and the child. I am a Mudblood after all,"

"Do you think that matters to me?"

"You're a half-blood from a Pureblood line. Yes, I think so,"

"I have wasted months on a plan to seduce you during the summer. I now realize the plan would have been a disaster! Please, Hermione, tell me, did you think this child could be kept from me?"

"No, but I already gave you the reasons why,"

"Voldemort is dead now, perhaps you'll give me a chance at being a father and a husband," he said softly, his hand rubbing over the bump that was their baby, while her head shot up in astonishment. "Oh, Hermione, don't worry. I'll even go talk to your parents!"

She then broke out in sobs on him and cried, "I have no parents. They disowned me upon hearing of the child,"

"Then where did you get the money for quills, parchment, and those things?"

"Harry lent me money. I didn't want to, but he forced me to take it. He caught me crying and well, demanded the cause. After telling him everything, I had to put a Restraint Charm on him, for he had every intention if killing you,"

"I wish I could have seen Potter then," Severus said dreamily.

"It's Harry, Severus,"

He frowned in dislike and then smiled at Hermione. "Well, Hermione, what is your answer? Will you become Miss Hermione Snape?"

She looked into his black eyes and chose, not knowing Dumbledore was outside the door, listening and smiling mischievously. "Do you have a ring?" she said softly.

He grinned and whooped, picking her up and giving her a hard, passionate kiss. She smiled when he was done celebrating. "Oh dear, what'll Harry and Ron say?"

"They'll die of shock, I'm sure," he said, still grinning.

"I bet they will,"