Ch 4
Misscarriage
Severus sat is utter shock. 'She had been pregnant?' He let a tear silently fall from his eyes. Why did things like this have to happen to him and Hermione? Now, he knew for sure that he had to save her. If he didn't he would not have only lost his only child, but he would also lose the only woman that he loved and that loved him in return.
The Healer let him leave and he silently walked into Hermione's room. She was asleep when he entered. Severus sat in the room holding her hand and praying to the gods that she would pull through.
Hours past and she still slept. Healers came in and out of the room checking Hermione's stats every now and then. Draco and Ginny came in and out of the room waiting for the moment when Hermione would wake up from her deep slumber. At one point Severus fell asleep with his head resting on Hermione's bed. But she still slept.
Around noon the next day Hermione awoke slowly. Draco and Ginny had gone home and all she saw was white walls surrounding her. She turned a little and saw Severus smiling at her and she weakly smiled back.
"Good morning, Sev," Hermione said weakly and then sat up a bit in her bed only to be gently pushed back down into a laying position by her husband.
"It's noon, Dear. Good afternoon." He kissed her forehead and she smiled. As he sat back in his chair Hermione noticed something was amiss. She noticed that there was a very forlorn look in her husband's eyes.
"What was wrong with me? Why did I bleed?"
Severus knew she would want to know immediately and therefore braced himself. "I… I don't know how to tell you this. Well I do, but I don't want to."
Knowing she wouldn't be able to get a verbal answer from Severus Hermione worked her way past the barriers that he had put up around his memories. Somehow she got in but she wasn't going to leave just because her husband wanted her to.
She sifted through the memories of the night before. Past the surgery and past his pain filled night of worry, but soon she was stopped by a Healer who claimed to be the one leading her case. Hermione pushed farther into the memory until she found the source of her bleeding… a miscarriage.
Severus finally managed to push his wife out of his mind so that she could look at him and form coherent sentences. Tears spilled from her eyes and there was nothing he could ever do to stop the flow. Yet he tried. He tried to ebb the flow but the tears kept coming faster and hotter and he cried too. He cried for his wife and for the child that they would never have. The daughter that would never be married off and the parties they would never have. But mostly he cried for himself. He knew that if he lost Hermione that he would have had a part of her with him if only they had not lost the child.
Hermione's tears began to ease off and her breathing became steadier, but her heart was still shattered. She didn't even have anything to burry. Nothing, not a child, not a toy, not a coffin there would be nothing under the tombstone that she knew would be next to her when she died. Her child would have a simple memorial that she knew would say something to the effect of, "Daughter of Severus Alexander Snape and Hermione Jane Granger Snape, unborn." She had nothing. The child had nothing. All of this was to be blamed on her cancer. She swore it would not end like this.
Little did she know a cure was near to being discovered.
So How'd you like it enough dramma for you guys sorry it took forever I couldnt figure out how to write it. It was like every time I sat down at my computer I got writer's block and on top of that my boyfriend and I have been going through some difficult times due to his exgirlfriend and my exboyfriend trying to get us both to cheat. OOO that inspires my next fic...