J K Rowling ownes it all! i can only wish that i owned Snape... All tied up and...Wow, got side tracked... back to the fic!
"Oh Severus, do shut up."
"WHAT?"
"You heard me, I told you to shut up."
"Insolent witch, how dare you speak to me like that!"
"Insufferable bastard. You think you know everything, but you don't."
"I'll have you know that I am a lot more knowledgeable than you!"
"Oh don't start this with me. All I asked you to do was keep your bloody papers in some kind of order, not all over the kitchen counter."
"Yes and all I said was that they are in an order. Its not like you're going to cook for a change so why do you want the kitchen clear?"
"I just want our quarters to be clean. What if we had visitors? What if Albus came by? Would you want him to see your mess all over the place?"
"No, but any visitors I would allow into my home would floo first and give me time to tidy."
"Your home… YOUR HOME?"
"Yes MY home. You only moved in after I agreed to marry you."
"I think you'll find it was you who asked me."
"Yes and I'm beginning to wonder why."
"WHAT?"
"You heard me."
"Well maybe we should just get a divorce then. End it now."
"Maybe we should."
"Excuse me, Mrs. Snape?"
Hermione turned from glaring at her husband to the mediwitch. "Yes?"
"Its time to push now."
"OH… AHHHHHHHHH… SEVERUS?"
"I'm here Hermione. Don't you worry, I'm here."
Two hours later.
"She's beautiful isn't she Severus?"
"She's absolutely gorgeous. Just like her mother."
"I love you."
"I love you too Hermione." He kissed his exhausted wife on the forehead and stroked his new-born daughter's face.
"I'll move my parchment for when you get home." He stated while looking into the baby's eyes. They were as dark as his and as wide and inquisitive as Hermione's.
"You don't have to, I can easily work around them."
"No, I'll move them."
"Ok." Hermione shifted their daughter into her father's arms. "I was thinking about the name Isabelle. After you're grandmother."
Severus addressed his child. "Hello Isabelle. Do you like that?" The baby gripped his finger. "I think she does."
At the doorway, the mediwitch spoke in low tones to Albus, who had been there throughout the birth.
"Are they always like that?"
"Unfortunately, yes. I think Hermione likes to prove him wrong and Severus likes to goad her on. Its just who they are."
"Do you think they should be allowed a baby?"
"Oh I have no doubt that they will love that child as much as they love each other. Any sniping will be done out of its earshot."
"Her. The baby's a girl."
"Oh how lovely. I think I'll go in and say hello."
Fin
A/n - Just another one shot while i wait for my other fics to be finished. I sti;ll need a beta, so if anyone knows someone, please drop me a line!