You wake up hazily from your sleep and habitually stretch your hand to one side, but you only touch the sheet with slight body temperature.

"Emm..."

You frown and purr discontentedly, close your eyes, stretch your waist and shout waxily.

"Sev... "

The bedroom door was opened and a cool wind blew in.

"Do you want me to be late the first day?"

He whispers in your ear. You stretch out your hands around his neck. He also gets up and holds you in his arms. You hang on him like a monkey.

"Take me to the bathroom, Sev."

You put your head on his hair and whisper. He sighed helplessly, but got up and went to the bathroom and put your feet on the furry slippers.

"Give you ten minutes."

Then turn around and leave. You look at his back with a smile.

9:30

"Good morning, Mrs Snape!"

The young man next door waved warmly when he saw her.

"Hello, Eric!"

Mr. and Mrs. Snape spend too little time together. Eric thinks that the lively, cheerful and beautiful Mrs. Snape is much better than the silent Mr. Snape.

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You held him tight and didn't want to let him go. He's been touching the back of your head.

"I'll miss you, Sev."

You cried and he kissed your lips in reply.

He finally took a deep look at you and stepped into platform 9 and 3 / 4. You smiled and said goodbye to him. His back disappears in front of you. You step forward gently and put your hand on the wall that is normal to you.

Your husband, Severus Snape

He is a wizard.

And you, just an ordinary person,

according to their name.

You are a Muggle.

You met on a winter day.

He helped you catch the thief. Do you remember that day, your bag had all the savings passbooks you had saved in the past four years of college, but was cut off by a thief. You couldn't catch up with him, so you had to squat on the ground and cry bitterly until a man with a hooked nose threw the bag to you and left.

You know him. He's your neighbor. The neighbor you think is lonely, quiet and strange.

You fell madly in love with him on this day, until now.

Snape opened the door in a hurry when he received your urgent call. You wouldn't call him back if it wasn't really important. Snape looked at you crying quietly in the room.

With a tight heart, he strode over and surrounded you in his arms.

"What's the matter?"

He put his hand on your face and asked softly.

You hit him hard on the chest. Your face is a little red.

"You're going to be a father, Sev."

You watched the ice on his face fade away. Welcome is to pick your eyebrows in surprise. You feel his quiet excitement from his trembling hands.

"Will he like me? No, I mean... Can I please him?"

You look at him who is usually silent. At this time, he looks like a child at a loss and hugs him painfully.

"He will. You will be a good father."

Unlike Mr Snape in this house more than 30 years ago.

You've been pregnant for five or six months.

Snape has more and more days in school, but he will still take time to go back to the house in spider tail lane to see you. He will take off his shoes every time and look at the baby shoes you bought on the shoe cabinet in a daze.

He expects the child more than you think. His face has been haggard recently. You can vaguely feel that a very important event is happening in their world, and your husband is playing a very important role.

Recently, the weather in Muggle world is also very unusual. You always wake up in the middle of the night.

Snape will go home to bed every night for you.

But his steady breathing never sounded in your ears.

He will hold you and pat you on the back until dawn. He will touch your hair, your face, your little hands, your stomach all night.

Just like people who are reluctant to leave.

But you feel nervous about it.

It was a spring morning.

You opened your eyes and saw him. He was looking at you straight. You can see from his bloodshot eyes that he didn't sleep again. He held your waist to make you get up more easily. When you hold him, you suddenly feel very uneasy. The intuition of a pregnant woman is always the most accurate.

"I won't come back to bed today. Go to bed early yourself."

He hugged you more and more tightly, which verified your uneasiness.

"You have something important to do today, don't you?"

He looked straight at you and nodded.

"That could make you dangerous, right?"

He hesitated a little, but he nodded gently.

Your tears instantly blurred your vision. You can't see his eyes clearly. You can only hear his increasingly unstable breathing.

"Even if I don't let you go, you'll go, won't you?"

You put your head on his shoulder, he nodded silently for a while, and his beard gently rubbed your cheek. You held for a long time, and finally you kissed him gently on his lips.

"Good luck, Riley's daddy."

You propped yourself up and got out of bed in the sound of knocking at the door. It's hard to get up without him holding your waist. You trot to the door barefoot and open it.

"Hello."

Professor McGonagall and Harry really met the legendary Mrs Snape at this time. The Canary he would only hide and enjoy alone.

Hermione's eyes fell on your obviously swollen stomach and soon didn't turn red.

The result is obvious.

Your husband didn't receive Merlin's blessing.

Your body wandered for a while, and the leading female wizard held you in time. For a long time, you stabilized your body and regained Mrs. Snape's dignity.

"Please come in."

You listen to everything calmly. In fact, you don't understand it at all. What Savior, what mysterious man, what magic wand, that's not something you can understand. You just know that no one will hug you again. You have no husband and your children have no father.

"So..."

You're sorry to interrupt Harry's explanation

"He's a hero, isn't he?"

Harry realized that as a Muggle you didn't understand this at all, he nodded and said solemnly.

"He's the bravest man I've ever seen."

When you heard what he said, you smiled softly.

"That's enough."

Your husband is a hero.

He eventually became a Gryffindor.

You hold a luggage in one hand and little white hand in the other. He has black hair and black eyes, which is unlike you.

"Good morning, Riley!"

Neighbor Eric's son waved happily to him. Riley gave him a sweet smile.

You led him to the platform, but you found that his steps were slower and slower and his face was heavier and heavier.

The frown is so similar to Sanpe . You squat down and said.

"What's the matter, baby? Do you have any trouble?"

He shut his mouth and twisted it for a long time before he opened his mouth.

"What if I get into Gryffindor? Will dad be disappointed?"

You're stunned. After all, he seldom talk about him. Soon you think of the expression someone might show if he saw his son enter Gryffindor.

"No matter where you are, dad will always support you."

You answered with a smile.

"And..."

You help him tidy up his cloak. Like his father, he always needs someone to take care of him.

"Your dad have to admit it."

He had a Gryffindor heart in Slytherin's body.

ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ

You wave to the villain in front of you. He walks into the wall and disappears into your vision.

You come forward and touch the wall you can never walk into and sigh slightly.

You sent both the love of your life into the wall.