A/N: Hey guys! Don't have alot of time, so here i go! Dedication: Megan and Daragh for getting together! Congrats! okay, reviews:

rinny08: Actually, it would be: Oh no! The babies! But you'll learn about that in this chapter, as if the title wasn;t a clue! Hope you like it!

fetchie: Yes, that would be wierd, wouldn't it! Poor Mr. McDonnell, I hope he gets better soon!

Obi-wan's Lover: Sorry about the long wait, but be glad I'm writing! It;s really hectic!

hpfreak497: Sorry to disappoint you,but this one isn't funny! I needed to make it a little more fast-paced.

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abbie: I know! I'm sorry! I can't type fast enough! Shoot me now, and get an angry mob for sale!

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Severus Snape walked into Madam Pomfrey's office nervously, as the woman grimly told him to sit. "How is she? What happened? Is the baby okay? Is she all right?" he asked quickly when she bit her lip, apparently contemplating what to say.

"Severus, she had a premature birth. Though, due to her condition, it was highly common. We saved the babies, and the mother. They're both fine," she spewed out, Severus noticing she was dieing to tell him something.

"Babies?" Severus asked softly. "Am I a father of twins?"

"A father, Severus, of triplets. A boy and two girls," she said, her face exploding in joy.

"Good God," Severus said, slumping into his chair. "How long will the shock last?"

"Forever," Madam Pomfrey said, bouncing around in joy.

"Can I go see her? Please?"

"Go in,"

Severus walked out of the office and over to where a large, secluded area was stationed. He opened a flap and looked in. There were three cribs, all with containers at the bottom holding milk bottles, diapers, and more necessities. There was also a bed, where Hermione lay, feeding a bundle of blankets a red potion.

Severus entered the small make-shift room, and sat down on a chair next to the bed. Hermione looked exhausted, and he took the bundle from her. The baby had a pinkish face, close to a smirk on its face, and then he saw the little blue cap on his head. He had black eyes and black, shiny hair, and Severus smiled. This boy was going to be his image.

Hermione fell asleep, and when the baby was done with the aging potion, which was given so they wouldn't be premature anymore, Severus tucked the boy in. Then, he heard a faint stirring from another crib, and he anxiously went over to see the fussing baby.

This baby was a round one, and had a perplexed look on his face. The look seemed to indicate, "Who are you? Why am I here?" Severus took the child in his arms and studied it. This one had brown hair, and brown eyes, and it wore the pink cap on its head. The girl would be the image of his mother. After feeding him, and changing him, he rocked the girl to sleep.

Finally, as Hermione woke, he walked over to the third crib. He was worried about his other daughter because she had not made a sound since he had been there. Hermione hung her head in shame when he walked over to the crib, and saw a black cloth covering a small body. He looked back, and saw Hermione crying. He lifted the sheet and saw that the baby had black hair with brown highlights, and he lifted and eye, and saw the most beautiful gray eyes. He then covered her, and went to comfort Hermione.

"I'm so sorry, she couldn't breathe and strangled to death because of the cord," she sobbed on him.

Severus wound up comforting his fiancée as she sobbed. Then, the two left began crying, and Severus handed the boy to Hermione, and kept the boy. "What are we going to call them?" he asked.

"How about Harry for the boy?" she said, smiling.

"Not on my life, will my son be named Harry," he admonished.

She giggled and said, "All right. How about Daragh?"

"Daragh Snape…I like it. For a middle name, we should call him…"

"Sirius!"

"Hermione Granger! No way in...er…my lifetime, will my son be named after one of the Mauderers!"

"How about Sindarin?"

"Daragh Sindarin Snape and the girl?"

"Megan Eowyn Snape,"

"Works for me,"

"Then it's settled?"

"Nope, we need to make sure the get that last name legally,"

Hermione blushed and looked at him. There was no space left for words. He knew she loved him, and he loved her back. That's all that mattered.