A/N: This is a repost.

Harry's jaw dropped, and Severus narrowed his eyes.
"Can I talk to you in private?" Hermione said staring at Severus. He nodded his head once. Hermione told Draco where to put her mother, and followed Severus into their bedroom. Severus held a hand up when Hermione opened her mouth, and put up a soundproof charm, then looked at her to continue.

"He's different, people can't lie with their thoughts, or their aura. I saw both, and he is on our side. Here." She sat down on the bed, and gently probed at his mind, as expected he let down his shields and their minds merged. He came away with a deep frown, and she came away with a tear. He rebuilt his shields quickly, and walked over to her. He touched her face, and she jumped a little in surprise. He held her tear and the candlelight that was bouncing off of the walls made her glow. He kissed her quickly on the forehead, and motioned for her to lie down, he had seen her almost breakdown about her father. She was teetering very close to the edge. "I knew I didn't need to say goodbye." Hermione said. He put his fingers to her mouth, and gently pushed at her shoulder. She laid on her side.

"Go to sleep. I'll wake you if your mom wakes, you need to sleep okay. I'll take care of everything." He didn't like seeing Hermione like this, like one witty comment, and she'd fall into a bottomless black hole She laid back and closed her eyes. As soon as he left the room she opened them, and began to sob quietly. Her father was dead. He would never even know he had grandchildren. She realized she hadn't told Severus that her mother was pregnant. She hopped quickly out of bed, and ran into the living room.

"She's pregnant!"

"What are you doing out of bed?, What did you say?"

"She's pregnant." She said in a huff. "I know that look on your face, here just get her into the bath, and I'll wash her." Severus had scrunched up his face in the clinical-I'm-nervous-about-seeing-a-woman-naked way. He lifted the limp form, but his eyes were on Hermione as she undressed. The clothes came off quickly, her bra and panties stayed on though. Then she jumped into the warm water. Severus rested Mrs. Granger down in the tub, and she woke at the change of temperature

She scattered away from Severus, and bumped into Hermione, as soon as she saw Hermione she clutched her and sobs shook her body. Inarticulate noises filled the room as Hermione soothed her mother. Mrs. Granger finally seemed to realize that Hermione's stomach was huge, and her hand rested on it. Victoria Granger looked a question at Hermione. Hermione had the grace to flush, but Severus seemed to be having a hard time finding a place to avert his eyes to, he finally settled on Victoria's eyes. She was covered in blood and dirt. Scrapes decorated her body.

"It's yours? You're a professor!" Mrs. Granger hissed.

"MOM! He's my husband!" Hermione flushed, but handed her mother soap and a sponge. Then they realized Victoria's arms were to stiff to bend in certain angles, and Hermione had to wash her anyway. When that was done, Severus picked up Victoria as if she were a child, and wrapped her in a towel. Then sat her in the bedroom. He came back for Hermione and did the same thing, though a bit more awkwardly. Then sat her on the bed too. He conjured two of Hermione's night gowns, one from before Hermione was pregnant, and one from now. They carefully put on their clothes, then Victoria stared at Hermione. "Exactly how pregnant are you?" Victoria broke the silence. Hermione giggled at the accidental pun.

"Very pregnant, six moths gone with twins." Hermione said carefully.

"Twins, you're pregnant with twins?" Victoria seemed to struggle with it for a moment, then let out a delighted shriek and hugged Hermione, "You're father will be so excited!" Hermione went from happy to sad, to devastated. "What's the matter baby?" Hermione tried to think of the words.

"Hermione lay down, I think I need to have a talk with your mother." Severus said gently. Hermione nodded and even through the tears she beamed, "Our mother." she corrected. Then Victoria got off of the bed, and Hermione laid down. They left the room as Hermione began fighting her eyelids.

"Victoria, I must tell you something, but you might want to sit down." Victoria looked glum, and sat on one of the oversized couches.

"I have some news, but I need for you to not get hysterical. I don't need Hermione going through anything more tonight. When Hermione went to get you two, your husband was no longer alive." Severus knew no other way than blunt honesty, but he paused in between actually telling her. She sat there as still as a statue, but did not break down. "I'm sorry I had to ask this of you. I just don't think she could handle anything else." Victoria saw the genuine curiosity in his eyes, and nodded sharply. She changed the subject.

"So you married my daughter, and got her pregnant. It was in that order, right?!?" He nodded his head. They were bound and then she got pregnant. There was no reason to burst her mothers bubble yet. Severus saw something that startled him. There was a fresh blood trail soaking through the thin material of the nightgown. "What?" she asked it appeared he was staring at her breasts. His mind was sucked into her picture. Her hair was a deep brown, with auburn highlights. Her eyes were brown with a ring of amber, she was probably a size ten, with healthy curves, and she had larger breasts then Hermione. But, he was staring at nothing but the rapidly growing patch of blood soaked fabric.

It was right below her breasts, to the point she may not be able to see it, but the wound must have been gushing because it actually dripped onto her lap. He rushed over to her, and ripped open a portion of her robe. She shrieked and then started to protest, but what she saw made it catch in her throat. One of the gashes from earlier had ripped open, and her ribs looked like menacing white logs in the midst of an ocean of blood. He attempted to use magic, but the wound would not close. He attempted to use salves and potions, but still the same thing. When he grew frantic he used the Curatio spell, and instantaneously he saw the flesh re-knit itself together, little by little.

She gasped in horror, but then her face held relief. "I guess magic has it's uses." she said in a dead tone of voice.

HPOV Hermione had heard her mother shriek, and watched as Severus used the Curatio spell. She turned on her heel, still feeling exhausted. Then she heard another gasp, when she whirled around Severus muttered the healing spell again, and by the look of it he was tired too. Hermione felt it then, a magic that raised goose-bumps on her sensitive skin. She readjusted the wand that she hadn't even realized she was carrying, then muttered: "Finite Incantatem." Severus fell to the floor and Victoria's eyes shut, but, Victoria's wound did not reopen. That's a weird reaction to have to a finishing spell, Hermione thought as she looked at Severus' crumpled figure on the floor, but then again I have never tried to do three Curatio spells in ten minutes.

Hermione called Poppy. Victoria was under sedation in the hospital wing, and Severus was passed out in their bed. Soon enough despite her thoughts of protest, Hermione fell asleep.

SPOV

Severus thought it funny he should wake up against anything, none-the-less someone who gave off so much heat. He wanted to congratulate the woman next of him, They had apparently had sex last night according to both of their states of undress, and he didn't even remember. The words died in his throat when he saw it was Hermione next to him. The sheets slowly scooping down her half naked torso. Showing every bit of her extended stomach. Which left him with lots of questions. What month is it? Why is Hermione in my bed half naked? How in the hell did she get that pregnant? Why am I wearing a wedding ring? Why is she? Every thought ran through his head almost a dozen times before he thought enough to get some clothes on. He scurried into the living room, here he found Minerva, Poppy, an also very pregnant Ginny, and, Harry Potter!

"What the hell are you all doing in my rooms? Why is Miss. Granger in my bed?!?" He boomed. Everyone looked at him. Poppy's mouth dropped, she had just seen the man two hours ago, he was fussing over Hermione. Now he doesn't even remember,

"Severus what is the last thing you remember?" Poppy said cautiously.

"Yesterday, obviously. I went to a meeting, and came back. Lucius used my spell against me." He said in an aggravated tone.

"That was almost seven months ago. It's almost Christmas." Minerva said softly. Severus strode over to the picture window. It was bewitched to look exactly as it was outside, sure enough the lake was frozen over, and it was snowing. He heard a small noise and knew Hermione was trying to come out of the bedroom. Harry intercepted her, and told her to go back to sleep because she needed her rest. She apparently caved, and went into the room because Harry sat back down.

"What the hell happened to me?" His voice was strained to keep from yelling again.

"I honestly don't know." Poppy said.

Ginny's eyes filled with light before she muttered a curse. "I know what happened." she said angrily. Harry "Right before I got pregnant I had asked Harry to do the contraception spell, but he pronounced it wrong, we, went about our business as usual. For about a week I didn't even realize, but it was almost as if I craved his company, emotionally and physically. It was as if I removed a piece of myself when away from him. I finally realized something was wrong and I did the spell that ends all spells. It took me hours to explain to Harry it wasn't the next day, but almost a week later. Hermione couldn't tell something was wrong, because she didn't even start to let you in until that night."

"Are you saying something happened between the two of us?" He hissed, then he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Yeah, you're married. She's about six months pregnant with twins." Severus made a disbelieving face then Ginny added. "You got her pregnant. Look at your arm."

Panic instantaneously surfaced in Severus, as he looked down at his arm. He looked twice, then switched arms. His voice held wonder as he spoke. "It's not there."

"Of course it's not there, what are you having nightmares again?" Hermione had apparently gotten through the barriers and everyone was too busy talking to Severus to notice.

"How would," he barked, but then realized he was missing months, this was his wife. He continued softly. "Go back to bed, you need your rest." He finally looked at her. She was wearing a green nightgown now, and she looked beautiful, there were minute changes that he hadn't remembered being there the last time he saw her. Well, remembered seeing her. She turned on her heel apparently annoyed at being left out of the loop.

"You have to control your temper. Her father just died, her mother was tortured, she's seven months pregnant, and she," Minerva faltered, but he had to know "she just joined Voldemort."

"Why, she could die. Or doesn't she care? Being married to me already too much for her?" He said snidely.

"Severus, I'm going to say this once. Knock this shit off. Hermione loves you. We are all your friends. You loved her, no you love her damn-it." Ginny said cursing herself at the end. "Here! Take them. Look at them, tell me you don't love her! See what she did for you!" She thrust herself at him, and he understood what she meant. He used his mind and spoke legimenns. Images of Hermione and Him doing simple tasks, the most intricate potions, even him delivering their children. With those images his feelings came back with memories, but he had never experienced half of these before. He didn't know how to take them. Images, and clips were still reeling through his mind, and he dove out.

For a second he was falling, and he landed on his butt on the hard stone floor. Feelings of warmth and comfort from Ginny, Harry, and Poppy were new. He always had and still did have respect, and was comforted by Minerva & Albus, but never in his life had he experienced the feelings that were recovered for Hermione. Love, comfort, and protection radiated from her in the memories. What he felt for her mirrored what she felt for him. He also felt love for Ginny, and strangely enough Harry. According to these feelings and Ginny's memories he was in love with Hermione, but they were not his memories. He had not been there in his current state of mind. What bothered him the most was that his face was creased with worry, and when Hermione came into the room he started to smile in almost all of those flashbacks. Severus himself could not remember the last time he had smiled or laughed freely.

For some reason or another he looked down at his chest, and conjured a mirror. When he pulled his robes out of the way he saw it. The mark of soul mates. They really were in love, but, Severus didn't know if he could be the man Hermione fell in love with. For some inane reason he thought he could. He tried to remember the incantation for the contraception potion, but came up blank. Harry, Poppy, and Minerva were looking at him as if he had grown two heads. Ginny gave a small frustrated sigh, and got up. Severus heard the words 'honestly' and 'won't bite'. She offered her hand, and a moment later he took it.

"If I promise to go into the bedroom, take a dreamless sleep potion, can I have a little while to digest this?" Severus said voice monotone. Of all people Ginny nodded.

"Just, please, don't upset her." Ginny added. Severus gave a slow nod in agreement. He went into the bedroom, and did exactly what he had told them he would do: he downed a dreamless sleep potion. Then he fell right asleep.