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Hermione jumped out of her seat and put both hands on her belly.

"What have you done?" she spat at the white haired wizard. "If you have harmed my baby…"

Snape stood and looked at her. "You can hear?" he asked.

Hermione nodded, not taking her eyes off of Malfoy.

"It's okay, he hasn't hurt the baby. Poppy couldn't heal your hearing without risking the baby because she had not hurt you. Draco on the other hand was the one that had done the damage so he could fix it."

It was funny; although she was pleased the baby was okay she still didn't trust Malfoy as far as she could through him.

Snape turned to Malfoy and said.

"We have a lot of talking to do, but not tonight."

With that he walked over to the fireplace and got the head master. Stepping back Hermione could see the headmasters face in the fireplace.

"Ah, I see we have a guest. Good evening Mr Malfoy." The old wizard spoke.

Malfoy nodded.

"I have just spoken to your father. He thought you might have come here. Of course I told him that I would have known straight away if he had come here."

Hermione noticed Snape tense.

"Unless of course he had always been here. Then I would not notice."

Hermione looked between the three men. What was going on? Hermione felt like she was deaf again. Nobody seemed to be paying attention to her.

"Where have you been hiding?" Snape demanded of the younger wizard.

"I got someone to sneak me inside there trunk."

"Ah, simple but effective." Dumbledore nodded. "But it won't work another time."

Malfoy nodded.

"How long have you been planning the attack on Mrs Snape?" The headmaster asked.

Her new name still sent a shiver down her spine. But she really wanted to know the answer to the question, so shoved the felling to the side to bring out at a later date.

"Months, sir." He answered.

"But how could you have?" she asked before she could stop her mouth from saying the words.

"Because Granger, nothing gets passed my father." Draco spat at her. His face twisted with hate. "Unlike you he was not blind to the fact that Professor Snape would choose you to marry and have his child."

Before she could blink, Snape had Draco up against the wall by the throat.

"You will not speak to my wife like that." He growled at the scared wizard. "You will address her with respect, am I clear?"

Malfoy nodded quickly.

Hermione looked at the headmaster to see if he was going to stop what was going on, but he appeared to be looking at his nails.

"It's okay." She whispered.

Snape turned to look at her, slowly letting Malfoy go.

No one had ever stood up for her like that before. Sure Ron and Harry use to say that they would, but they were just words. Never had anybody been willing to fight for her. She would be lying if she said that it didn't send a buzz through her body, and not an unwelcome one.

"You will go to the room of requirement, there you shall find everything you need for the night." Dumbledore told the still shaking Malfoy.

When he didn't make a move to the door Snape spat at him "Now." With that the wizard fled.

"If you will both excuse me I have things to sort out." With that the twinkling eyed headmaster vanished.

Taking a deep breath Hermione fell into the seat behind her.

She looked around the room; everything looked just like it had when she had left. But things inside her had changed a lot. Draco had turned out to be selfish but for a not so terrible reason. Don't get her wrong she still hated him and hoped he rots in hell, but he had a semi okay reason for doing what he did. She realised that she trusted Snape with her life. That shook her up quite a lot. And lastly Dumbledore was okay with Snape attacking Malfoy. She knew he would not have let it go to far, but he never stopped it then. Hmm, that old man was acting very strange. He was up to something, she could tell.

"You are incredibly irresponsible." Snape said to her, his voice dangerously low.

She looked up at him, feeling very tired.

"You just left these rooms. When you knew what could happen. To add to that you went to the place you were attacked last time." He growled at her.

"I needed a book…" she started to say.

"A book…a book. You were willing to risk not just your life but that of your baby's, over a book!" he said in disbelief.

"No, you see the book was…" once again she was cut off.

"The book was a book." He flew a hand up and pointed to a room behind him. "I have a study full of books. You could have asked I would have let you look at any of them. But no, you had to go and be the Gryffindor. You weren't happy with what I could give you and had to seek more." He turned from her in disgust.

Hermione felt so tired. Why was he doing this? Why was he doing this now? It was the middle of the night for Merlin sake. She just wanted to snuggle up in bed. To be more accurate she wanted to snuggle up in bed with him.

"It wasn't like that…" she said.

"Oh do tell me what it was like, Merlin forbid I should get it wrong." She snapped looking back at her with a hard angry face.

"Please let me…"

"You could have been killed. Our baby could have been killed. You tell me that you need to keep the baby safe, and that you were worried about our enemies. So what do you do? You walk straight into their trap. I mean are you really that stupid. Do you even have any common sense at all?" he spat.

Hermione's head fell forward and she couldn't stop the tears. He was right, she had only been thinking of one person and that person was her. She had done it to give her child a name. But it wasn't even born yet, she had wanted it to have a name now. She couldn't wait until the coast was clear and it was safe for her to leave.

"Dammit Hermione why do you have to cause so much trouble!" Snape shouted at her.

"Please…" she begged. "Please Severus no more…I can't take anymore."

She sobbed into her hands. Other than the sound of her crying there was silence.

She heard a ruffle of robes and then fingers under her chin lifting her head up. Snape…Severus was kneeling down in front of her.

"I don't mean to shout or get angry at you, I just…I was so worried. Hermione, if anything happened to you or the baby I'm not sure I would survive. I know we haven't been together long, and I know we spent most of it fighting, but you mean a lot to me."

She looked into his dark eyes. His endless, lose yourself, bottomless, dark eyes.

She wasn't sure which one of them moved forward but there lips were getting closer and closer together. She held her breath.

The very first touch was electric.

It was amazing,

It was perfect,

It was their first kiss.

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