A/N: REALLY short chapter, sorry you guys. The next one'll be longer I promise! I'd like to (ahem) thank my dear, dear friends for their…supposed… support of my story. This chapter however will be dedicated to rinny08, not only because she is a faithful and wonderful reviewer, she actually enjoys what I write and she doesn't even know me. I got contacts today! They dry up your eyes though, but I had to do this chapter. ALERT! I am giving away a chapter dedication as a prize to who can guess where I live. The clue is the Most Overcast City in the U.S. (thanks Fetchie!)Read my other story too, it's a weird mix of Celine Dion/ Phantom of the Opera/ Harry Potter. Interesting mix, I know. I got flamed because of it. On with the show!

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annon: Thanks for the review! I know it's unrealistic, that's probably why I wrote it! Don't worry, I sped things up to spark interest, now things calm down a bit.

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rinny08: I live in the Most Overcast City in the U.S., no where near New York. I like it though. So much for knowing you then, I suppose. Voldemort can get anywhere, the sly fox, even Hogwarts. Dumbledore and the others came in because they heard commotion. My own idea was that they were on their way to the Great Hall or somewhere else and then came in when they heard Voldemort's name. Here's YOUR chapter!

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"WHAT!" Harry and Ron said quickly, the third time they had done it, their eyes blinking rapidly, not believing what she was saying.

"I. Am. Getting. Married. To. Professor. Snape," she said slowly and patiently. If it took her all night, she would wait for their nod of approval.

"So, what I'm gathering is the kid is Snape's?" Harry said calmly, his eyes, however betraying him, his anger rising with each second.

Hermione nodded and looked into her lap, a small bulge in the way. Ron stood up and went to the window. He gazed out silently. Harry was staring at the fire, not looking at anyone, praying for someone to break the silence. No one answered his prayer.

Ron POV:

How the hell did she get pregnant with SNAPE'S kid? How the bloody hell did she even like the greasy git? Mrs. Hermione Snape. Humph, sounds beautiful to the ears of a mermaid! SHE BLOODY HATES THE GUY! HERMIONE, WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN THINKING!

Harry POV:

She pregnant with my father's rival and she's getting married to my father's rival. Not only that, but she is my best friend too! Sirius'll have a fit! (A/N: I know, in the 5th book, Sirius Black died, I cried for hours over that. However, because I love him so much, I decided to bring him back. Cheers from the Sirius lovers!) Hermione, what are you doing with your life?

Hermione POV:

They're not talking. Oh God, this is not going well. Ron's looks like he's about to murder Snape, and Harry looks like he's going to hurl right here. Nothing left to do, but wait and hear their disapproval.

"Hermione, are you engaged because you want to be?" Harry asked, looking up from the fire into her eyes.

"Harry, yes. You of all people would know no one can get me to do anything I really don't want to do,"

"Well, the Polyjuice was dangerous, and you didn't want to do it,"

"Of course I wanted to do it, I wanted to do something else than those potions meant to help you feel happy. That was so boring!"

"That's the Hermione I know," Harry smiled and she smiled back, knowing he was all right with her decision. Then Ron turned around abruptly and met her gaze.

"Hermione Snape. What a beautiful name. Perhaps, Granger, you thought of something else while you and Harry were discussing. Snape is a sniveling, greasy, ugly git and you know it. You're being forced and I won't have it. I'm going to Dumbledore,"

"Ron, Dumbledore's performing the ceremony," she said softly.

"EVEN MORE PERFECT!HERMIONE, YOU KNOW WHAT HE'LL DO TO YOU?" Ron yelled, making Hermione and Harry both stand up.

"He'll treat me well, or else," she said menacingly.

"And you should too, Ron, it's her decision, and as her friends, we'll help her make the best of it," Harry said encouragingly.

"BOTH OF YOU WILL PAY!HE'S A DEATH EATER, THE GUY WHO YOUR FATHER HATED, HARRY!" Ron bellowed.

"You're despicable," Hermione said furiously, getting up to leave the Gryffindor common room.

"You're a whore," Ron shot back.

"Discriminating!"

"Know-it-all!"

"Exasperating!"

"Um… Harry…I need a word," Ron whispered in a panicky voice.

"How about "I accept your decision,"?" Harry said back.

Ron glared at him, then his eyes softened and he looked at Hermione. "If he hurts you, he's dead, got that?" he said wearily to Hermione.

Hermione then jumped into his arms, and hugged him fiercely, and then moved back with a dazzling smile. "Thanks you guys! Now Ginny," she said as an afterthought.

"No need, Hermione. Best of luck with Snape, you'll need it," Ginny said, grinning as she came into the room from under Harry's Invisibility Cloak.

Hermione was in tears when she walked out the common room, but would not go to her Head Girl chambers. She took a shortcut in the castle that brought her to the front doors unnoticed, except Miss Norris, who had made Hermione hurry her pace.

Finally, she made her way across the grounds, to a small clearing in the Forbidden Forest, covered in moonlight grass. She conjured a blanket and lay on it while gazing up at Orion. Then, she cast a silencing spell, and started talking to the stars. She stargazed until she fell asleep on the cotton blanket. She never noticed someone lay down next to her.

Snape POV:

She's so beautiful. It's a wonder she even accepted to marry me. I hope I'll make a good father and a good husband to her. Poor girl, she has no idea I love her. Ever since last year, she grew up into the woman I thought could never be. Intelligent, yet beautiful. Mother will be pleased. Oh, crap, Mother! I'll have to tell her tomorrow before she finds out and tries to kill me with her iron again. Hermione, how will I ever deserve you?
He slipped a ring on her finger and then stood up, conjuring another blanket and placing it on her. She smiled in her sleep and murmured, "Thank you, Severus,"

He smiled and got up, kissing her cheek lightly before leaving. He then went back to the castle, holding her close to his chest as he carried her to bed. He lay her down in his bed before getting in himself. He held her close to him, his hands over the small bump in her belly. She sighed and moved closer to him. It's going to be a long night, Snape said, his reaction rising as she wiggled closer to him again. Snape sighed and tried to sleep.