A/N: Sorry this is short, but I wanted to update, so yeah.

Chapter 26

Three weeks later Hermione was running herself ragged. Between dealing with her children, and dealing with her pregnancy she felt as if she was going to keel over. Mrs. Weasley was struck with a sudden bout of the flu. Severus had gone back to work, and taken over Hermione's duties. So that left her with no one to help with the children, and she got barely no rest. Soon it was Saturday, her back was killing her, and she was determined to take care of her screaming children before they woke up her husband. She hadn't been asleep anyway, one of the baby's still inside her had the hiccups, which would force one of them into the other, the other would kick, forcing a foot into her bladder, and she'd have to pee.

She picked up Naiya, "What is the matter? Huh? Are you hungry?" she brought Naiya with her into the kitchen, to fix her a bottle. She caught her reflection in a window and gasped, sending her in a flourish to get to the bathroom. She was pale, so much so that it rivaled the tone of Severus' and somehow made her eyes look lifeless. There were dark purple circles under her eyes, and her lips were almost the same color as her skin. "Oh no, I can't let your father see me like this now can I? He'd force me to bed..." a voice cut her off and she snapped her attention to the doorway.

"That is exactly where you will be going."

"But..." he held up his hand to prevent her from speaking.

"What are you thinking woman? Your going to hurt yourself, or the babies. You need to sleep, eat, and rest. You're parents are taking their grandchildren tomorrow, and I'm going to take care of them today. You are going to sleep." He said while taking Niaya, and scooting her back into the bedroom. She had no energy left in her to argue, so she wound up doing exactly as he said, going to sleep.

When she woke up hours later, she heard a deep throaty laugh. She quickly dressed, then followed the hearty sound. When she got to the living room she saw Harry on one couch holding Naiya looking uncomfortable. James was laying on the floor on top of a blanket that was obviously made by Mrs. Weasley. Pyralis was in Severus' arms, being jostled by the mans laughter. Hermione looked from Severus to Harry, and then Harry looked up. "Naiya has the same scowl as Snape!"

This made Severus double over in peels of laughter. Hermione looked down, and did in fact see Naiya with a scowl on her face. When she looked up at Hermione her scowl changed, and you could tell that she wanted her mother by the small whimper she produced.

Hermione picked her up, and Hermione started laughing too at the look on Harry's face. He was what seemed like frightened. Hermione walked over, and sat down beside Severus on the couch. Pyralis was almost asleep despite the fact of being heaved with every chuckle.

Snape took a long look at his wife. The dark circles under her eyes had almost disappeared. She smiled gently at him, her sharp features softening. "Your parents have decided to take the children tonight. They told me to enjoy my wife, and let their daughter enjoy her husband. They even were nice enough to make reservations for us at a small Italian restaurant in muggle London."

"Really?" She said genuinely surprised. She imagined after the original hype reality would set in, and her parents would be less then thrilled.

"Yes. Did you expect something different?"

"Honestly, yes. I figured my father would be less then favorable towards losing his little girl to her snarky potions master."

"Well, obviously he has gotten over the fact that his little girl isn't little anymore, and this particular potions master has wooed her."

"Why Mr. Snape, I don't believe you've wooed me."

Severus growled something deep in his chest. "I believe I have, woman. Just as you have me."

Hermione chuckled. He turned and smashed his lips against hers with a force enough to be unexpectedly passionate, and possessive at the same time.

"You are mine." he growled.

"Yes, sir!" she commanded.

"I'm here too, you know!" Harry scoffed.

"You sound much like the whiny prepubescent child you once were Potter. It's not very becoming." Snape said in what seemed like a sarcastic manner, but it instantaneously shut him up.

Whether or not they liked it they did separate so Hermione could put Naiya down and get the muggle 'diaper bag' ready. At least that was what she was planning on doing before Molly shot through the fireplace and drug Hermione into her bedroom.

Molly, looked green, although she was beaming.

"I started getting sick about two days ago, and I thought, what is this? Then I receive this note."

Hermione looked at the note dumbfounded, she saw in wispy calligraphy:

Arthur and Molly Weasley,

Everyone wants something in life, and only those who are true of heart usually get it. You are kindhearted, and one of those few who have what it takes to bring children up. I would have accepted no other people for Hermione and Severus' caretakers. I would like to repay you a small amount. Hermione has asked me to provide you with my energy, and I have, for now you are with child. When looking into your hearts for your greatest desires it is what I have found to be first and foremost on your minds. There is no one else who wanted this more than you and you may thank Hermione for 'planting the seed' in the fertile ground of my mind.

The bottom was signed with an ornate 'S'.