Hello all!

Okay so I got a really long review and points were made. Don't feel bad about writing things that you think might hurt me. They don't, but they do help me grow. :D

Okay so let me talk a little about the points you made. (Defend myself a little.) Okay well, as for it not being like other stories…I don't want it to be. When I started to write this one I knew there were a lot of similar stories out there. I didn't want you to see them grow together and then get married. I want them to both be thrown in a situation together and have to deal with it.

Second, you haven't summed up my story in…how many words was it, 34?

And lastly, there is meat to this story; you just have to look for it. And please remember that this only the 4th chapter.

Right well read on and please let me know what ya think by reviewing.

Hermione felt like stomping around and jumping up and down like a two year old. She was fine! Why did Dumbledore and Snape keep staring at her? There was nothing wrong with her. Yes, she may have wanted to sit down and rest a little. I mean it's not everyday that your ex-professor purposed to you! Then asked if you would have his child! Wait, he had done it in the other order. Have my child then will you marry me.

Then she had noticed the lovely blue colour in Dumbledore's robes. How could she not get up and look at it? So what if Snape had happened to ask her t o do that at the same time she noticed the nice colour?

"There is nothing wrong with me. I just like the blue colour in your robes." She said to Dumbledore. "I want to ask you about it that's all."

"And you just happened to notice it when I told you to go and stand next to him." Snape said sarcastically.

"Yes I did actually! Not that it has anything to do with you." She turned back to Dumbledore. "Where did you get that robe?"

"Put your index finger on your nose." Snape commanded

Her nose became very itchy so she put her finger on her nose.

"Hop on one foot." Again Snape demanded.

She stubbed her big toe, so had to take it off the ground to relive the pressure. So what if it looked like she was doing as he told her.

"That is enough Miss Granger. I think a trip to the Hospital wing is in order." Snape snapped.

"Ah, a great idea Severus." Dumbledore smiled, and then looked worriedly at Hermione.

"I'm not going with you anywhere. I don't need to go to the hospital wing!" Hermione wined.

Snape gave a cruel smile. Oh he was enjoying this.

"Go to the hospital wing." He said.

All of a sudden she wanted to go and check out the hospital wing. Just to check that it all looked like it did when she had been a student here.

Walking to the door she opened and made her way out. But when she got half way down the stairs she didn't start to feel so well. He legs started to shake and her stomach started to quiver.

This is stupid. What is wrong with me! Taking another step she felt a stabbing pain in her chest.

Walk faster Hermione, get to the hospital wing…must get to the hospital wing!

Taking another step she cried out in pain, her feet wouldn't hold her any longer and she fell down that stairs.

The pain got worse; the edge of her vision was getting fuzzy. Vaguely she heard footsteps coming down the stairs and somebody screaming. It might have been her. Suddenly the pain was gone. She was so weak that she could barley move. Looking up she saw Snape and Dumbledore, both leaning over her.

"What happened?" the headmaster asked.

"It is clear what happened. She fell down the stairs. This Gryffindor can't walk." Snape snapped as he bent down and scooped her up into her arms as if she weighed next to nothing.

"Now Severus…"

The rest of what Dumbledore said was too mumbled for her to understand.

She felt so tired, so weak.

"Miss Granger do not go to sleep." Snape demanded.

Then suddenly sleep was the last thing she wanted to do. Staying awake was what she had to do. There was no doubt. But it was hard. Her body was screaming for rest but her mind wouldn't let her.

The arms around her held her closer.

"Don't go to sleep." Snape said again.

A little whimper was all that she could give in return.

After what felt like a life time she was laid down on a bed with cool sheets under her.

Murmured voices were all she could make out over the slow but loud beat of her heart. She no longer felt pain; in fact she no longer felt anything at all.

Then she heard a woman's voice telling her that it was okay to go to sleep. But she couldn't. She couldn't close her eyes and let sleep take her away. She had to keep awake.

Then she heard a deep voice vibrate through her body.

"You can sleep now Hermione." Snape told her as gently as he could.

"Thank you." She croaked back.

Finally she took a deep breath and let the darkness take her away.

And it was pure bliss!

Snape stood there for a moment just looking at her. He watched as sleep took her away, her breath levelling out. She looked at peace now.

Annoyed with himself for noticing he turned to look at the headmaster.

"I have never seen anybody act like that from just falling down the stairs before, headmaster." He said to the older man.

"Hmm, Poppy, would you be kind enough to check her over please." Dumbledore said to the medi Witch.

The witch nodded and went over to the bed, with a little wave of her wand the curtains were pulled closed.

"I think there is something more going on here than meets the eye." The older man said. "She screamed before we heard the noises of her falling down the stairs." Snape nodded in agreement. "Would you humour me for a moment and walk to the door please, Severus."

"Why?" the younger wizard asked.

"Humour me." the headmaster repeated.

Having known this man for a long time, he knew that the headmaster would have a good reason for doing this.

Turning and walking to wards the door, nothing happened.

"Open the door and walk out into the hall please."

Growling slightly under his breathe he opened the door and walked into the hall.

An eerie scream came from inside the room he had just left. Walking back into the room, the scream turned to whimpering.

The curtain around Hermione's bed was thrown open.

"I was just doing a routine check and she started screaming her head off, sir, like she was in extreme pain." The medi witch said.

"Sorry, Poppy, that was Severus here." Dumbledore said.

"I did nothing of the sorts!" Snape said.

"Yes, Severus, you did. You left the room. I believe that Hermione is under a sort of binding spell, maybe a potion. Not totally certain yet. However, whoever did this wanted her to say yes to your proposition. I think I know why that is but I'm not sure who exactly. Hmm, you will have to excuse me Severus." With that the man turned and left the room without even giving Snape a chance to say a thing.

The sick woman was still whimpering.

"Professor, I must ask you to touch Hermione."

Snape did something that he never did, he spluttered!

"Oh do stop being such a prude! I meant for you to hold her hand. If she is under some kind of bonding spell it will help her recover quicker." The midi witch snapped at him.

Growling he stepped behind the curtain. She lay on the bed in a foetal position.

Maybe holding her hand would put them both at rest.