Sorry for the huge gap between chapters, but to be fair it is not something I normally do. I have been working hard, not to mention it was Christmas!

By the way I hope you all had a good one and an even better new year.

Well, I should be back to a chapter a day or something along those lines.

Okay, so let's get on and see how our couple are getting on.

The pair stood outside the muggle house. There was nothing special about it, nothing that made it more important than any of the others. And for that Hermione was pleased. If there was ever an attack made on her family it made it that little bit harder to find them.

But at the moment she was embarrassed. Severus she now knew had grown up in a manor in the middle of the country. He had money coming out of his ears. He could leave teaching now and have enough money, not just for him but for his children's, children's children!

Hermione on the other hand had very little money, and would have nothing to give her child in that sense. It made her feel more than a little inadequate.

It had been 2 weeks since that Sunday morning in bed. They and spent other mornings like that. She had enjoyed them all. Although they had not done anything else…sexual…there were lots of little touches and kisses. Every one of them made her feel special, made her walk around with rosy cheeks and a goofy grin, but maybe that was just the glow of a soon to be mother!

"Ready?" Severus asked her.

They had come up with a kind of plan. They would spend Christmas Eve at her parents and then go on to Snape manor in the morning.

Neither had been looking forward to this day. Although Hermione was not looking forward to tomorrow either, where as Severus seemed to be kind of excited.

It took all her will power to not turn and run away from the house in front of her. How was she going to tell them everything?

"Hi mum, dad. This is Professor Snape. He is also my husband. Yes we were married. Sorry I forgot to tell you. Oh, yes, before I forget I'm also carrying his child!"

And that was leaving out that they were being hunted down by a number of different people, that she had been attacked and for a while she could not hear. Was that all of it…?

Malfoyhad disappeared, although no one seemed worried about it.

"I guess so." She walked slowly behind him as they walked to the door.

What were her parents going to think of the man in front of her? It was hard for her to say now because she saw him in a way that no one else seemed to. Maybe the headmaster did a little but even that was not exactly the same.

"Severus." She said before he rang the bell. "Will you…just….will you…"

"Hermione stuttering does not become you." He said to her slightly more sharply then he meant to. But he was nervous too.

"Just don't be…" a slight smile made its way onto her face. "yourself." The smile grew into a full blown grin.

Instead of making Severus smile it seemed to make him mad.

"Who would you rather I am? Your perfect Harry Potter." He growled at her and stomped away from the door to the end of the drive.

Hermione stood stunned. What the hell just happened!

She walked slowly down the drive to stand in front of him. He turned his head so that she couldn't look into his eyes.

"I don't want you to be Harry." She said softly but with meaning behind it.

The man before her said nothing.

"I would never want you to be anything other than who you are."

"If that is true then why did you just say that!" he snapped at her.

Why had she said it? There had been no reason for it. She had been trying to lighten the mood.

"I was trying to make a joke. A bad one granted but a joke all the same. I'm sorry if I hurt you I hadn't meant to. I'm just nervous." It was her turn to look away. Her face down, eyes studying the ground.

She felt fingers under her chin, tilting her head back to look at him.

"I'm nervous too. I'm about to meet the parents of my wife. My pregnant, 24 year old wife."

Hermione smiled softly.

"I am sorry."

He returned the smile.

"I'm sorry too."

Slowly he lowered his head and his cool lips met hers.

No matter how many times he kissed her, she always got the same buzz. She never felt as alive as when she is kissing her husband.

He had wrapped one arm around his waist and the other held her head. His tongue ran along her bottom lip. She moaned sweetly and opened her mouth to let him in, to let him taste her and she him.

"Hermione." A voice said behind her.

Pulling away quickly she turned to see Harry and Ron looking at them. Their faces pale. Looking past them she could see the door open to her childhood home.

Banners hung from the ceiling read "welcome home."

Her parents had organised a party for her.

She could feel Severus tense behind her. Without even thinking about it, she moved closer to him. Needing the strength that he brought her. Needing to be reminded that no matter what happened there would be someone that would still what to talk to her when the night ended.

"What the hell is he doing kissing you?" a red in the face Ron asked.

Severus moved in front of her and said…

"A man is aloud to kiss his wife whenever he wants."

Well there we go people. Another chappy. Hope you liked. Let me know what you think. Am still looking for good stories, so if you have any ideas let me know.

Please review! You know you wanna…they all make me smile!

HC