Hey ho everybody. Thank you for the reviews. If you have an account with FF then you may have noticed that I have replied to you. Or have tried too.

But if you don't I still give out a huge thank you to all my readers and reviewers.

Right a number of people have pointed out that Hermione may not get pregnant the first time. I know this. But it is equally possible that she could have. In this case I needed her to get pregnant the first time so that the spell was broken.

I know a number of you didn't like that she got pregnant the first time, but that's the way it has to be. :D

One more thing, I'm going to point out that this an M for a reason. Chapter 7 may have been detailed but there are going to be other chapters that are more so. That means that if you don't like that kind of thing then don't read this story!

Right well lets read on and see what happens next.

Things had gone quietly in the last couple of days. Snape left Hermione in his rooms every morning while he went to teach class. He would come back to the rooms and have lunch with her. He would then leave to teach again only to return to the rooms to have dinner. The rest of the day would be spent marking essays or reading a book in front of the fire. Hermione would go out for a walk and then return as Snape went to bed. Then a new day would start over.

It was not the most adventures way to spend time with his wife, but he found meal times good. Granted they never spoke a word to each other but they passed time okay.

Snape was ashamed to admit it, but although there was a under lying tension between the two of them, He found it nice to been in her company. Of course he would never say that to her face.

He had tried already to show her that he had another side to him. He had held her in his arms. Even if it was for a brief moment, it had been a lot from him. A lot more than he had given anybody else.

She had rejected him though. She had stood away form him, left him open and wanting more. Now he had had a taste of her in his arms, and it wasn't enough.

What she did with her days was un-clear to him. She never complained about having nothing to do so he guessed she filled it with something that kept her mind entertained. He heard her at odd times of the day throwing up in the bathroom. It took all of his will power to not go into the room and help her. He would hold her hair out of her face or rub her back, anything to just make her feel better. It was silly; a Snape was not so weak. But he couldn't not stop the need to make things easier for her.

But everything changed three days later. He was in his classroom teaching a bunch of dunderheads how to make a life saving potion. He was just docking points from a Gryffindor when a house elf had popped into the room.

"Professor you need to go to the hospital wing straight away." The elf said before popping away again.

All kinds of things sprung up into his head. Had something happened to the baby? Had she lost it? Had something happened to Hermione?

Telling the class if one of them moved an inch more than they had to they would be serving detention for a month.

He left the room and made his way speedily to the hospital wing. Dumbledore turned to him when he walked into the room.

"Now Severus calm down. There is nothing for you to be worried about." He said calmly.

"If there is nothing to worry about why have you brought me up here?" he snapped. Knowing everything was okay made him feel stupid for rushing here.

Poppy walked up behind Snape.

"Oh thank Merlin you are here Severus." She grabbed his arm and steered him towards a curtained bed.

"She is very scared, but other than her hearing everything is okay. The baby included." She went on.

Snape stopped and turned back to the headmaster.

"I thought you said there was nothing for me to worry about." He said.

"And I was right. She is well." The older mad replied.

Turning back to the witch he asked.

"What is wrong with her?" he asked.

"We are not sure what happened. But she was found in the library, lying on the floor beaten badly. I was very worried she had lost the baby; turns out that both mother and child did not want that to happen. She is fine other than her lack of hearing. I'm afraid it has unsettled her a little. I could cure her in a micro second but it would mean harming the baby. Although I can not tell her that, I know she would not want me to do that."

Snape turned back to glare at the headmaster. The old man was a liar. She had been attacked for Merlin sake!

"Don't look at me like that Severus. I told you that there was nothing to worry about. I didn't say nothing had happened." With that the older wizard turned and left the room, eyes twinkling.

Snape turned back to the curtain and opened it. His wife was cuddle up by the head board. Her wand gripped tightly in her hand. She looked up at him slowly and he watched as tears filled. She launched herself across the bed and wrapped herself around him.

Without even thinking of doing anything else he held her close. She sobbed in his arms and he just held her. Silently giving her his strength. He sat on the bed and she didn't once loosen her grip of him.

She looked up at him and started to make some strange noises. When she stopped she looked at him expectantly. He shook his head showing her he didn't understand.

Panic flared up in his eyes.

"poppy." He called. She stuck her head inside the curtain. "Get me some parchment, ink and quill." He turned back to Hermione.

She looked so scared and fragile. She had moved one hand to rest on her belly. Did she know that the baby was okay?

He placed his own hand on top of hers and looked deep into her eyes, trying to show her that everything was alright.

Poppy came into the room with the things he had asked for and ruined the moment.

Snape took them from her and put them on the bed and started to write.

Hermione, you are going to be okay. The baby is doing well. You are both strong. There is a cure for your hearing but if we gave it to you now it might harm the baby. So you have a choice, take it and risk it or carry on without it until the baby is born. Which is it to be?

He knew which one he wanted her to choose but it wasn't his choice. He would not be the one that had to live with it.

He handed the paper to Hermione. She read then held her hand out for the quill. Taking it she wrote something and handed it back to him.

I will go without the potion. Why do you not understand me when I talk?

He read then wrote his own reply.

You can not hear yourself talk, so you are not pronouncing things write. Words just come out in a number of strange sounds. We will lean sign language so that we can talk to one another. Now do not worry. I will take you back to our rooms so you can rest.

She read and nodded. Tears still in her eyes.

He was dying to ask what had happened to her but now was not the moment for that. Standing he scoped her up into his arms. Ignoring her startled cry, and carried her down to their rooms.

He would look after her now.

Okay so that was another chapter done! Please review and let me know what you think! Each is loved!