A/N: This glimpse is dedicated to oscarxena for giving me the great idea of using this song and doing this particular story! Thanks for the idea! Please read and review!

Disclaimer: I don't own HP or "Cheeseburger in Paradise." J.K. and Jimmy Buffett do.

Some kind of sensuous treat

Not zucchini, fettuccini, or bulgur wheat

But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat.

"Mmmm, Sev, could you do me a favor?" Hermione purred from the sofa in their living room. Severus came from the kitchen where he had been washing the dishes from dinner. He grinned and smoothed her hair off her forehead.

"Anything, dearest," he replied softly.

"I'm hungry," she stated.

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Severus's face fell. Oh, no…he thought. Hermione placed her hands on her six month pregnant belly and looked up at him, her brown eyes wide as doe's.

He sighed and looked at her. He had been through this before. He glanced at the clock on the mantle. It was nearing midnight, and he was about to have to go chasing after a crazy craving for his very pregnant wife. But he knew if he complained, woe be unto him. So he forced a smile and asked the dreaded question.

"What can I get for you, 'Mione?" he asked, fearing what crazy thing she'd come up with this time.

"Hmm… how about… a tuna fish sandwich with Brussels sprouts and some Crème Brulee for dessert," ignoring Severus's disgusted face, she closed her eyes and licked her lips.

"But darling, you don't even like Brussels sprouts," he said, not trying to be argumentative.

"I- don't- care," she said through her teeth, narrowing her eyes at him. "I want them."

He held up his hands in defeat. "Okay, okay, I'll be right back," he said haughtily, walking out the door and heading to the kitchen. Hermione rolled her eyes and rubbed her belly protectively.

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"Brussels sprouts… tuna fish… how disgusting is that…" Severus grumbled all the way to the kitchen, irritated with Hermione for getting snappy with him.

As he opened the door to the kitchen, Dobby came running up to him, wearing a green sweater vest over bright purple plaid flannel pants. Severus stifled a laugh as he took in the house elf's outfit.

"Master Severus, what can Dobby get for you?" he asked, bowing deeply. Severus gestured as if to tell the elf to rise from the ground.

"It is not for me, I assure you, Dobby. Mrs. Snape wishes to have a… tuna fish sandwich, a side of Brussels sprouts, and some Crème Brulee," Severus stated, waiting for Dobby's reaction.

Dobby wrinkled his nose but then said, "Oh, what a lovely sounding meal for Mrs. Hermione Snape. Dobby will get it right away." In a flash, he was back holding the plate of food in his long hands. Severus thanked him and slipped him a silver Sickle, which Dobby tried to refuse, but eventually took after Severus slipped it into the pocket on his sweater vest.

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Hermione looked up toward the door when Severus came in, and she smiled at him, seeming to have forgotten that she had been short with him.

He sat the plate down on the coffee table in front of her, and helped her sit up. She looked at the food hungrily and started to eat, looking ecstatic.

Severus retreated to the kitchen and finished drying the dishes. He wasn't going to pretend she hadn't hurt his feelings. Just because she was the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on, and she was carrying his daughter….

"Severus?" she called.

"Yes, Hermione?" he asked, walking into the living room, purposely not referring to her with a term of endearment.

"Are you angry with me?" she asked, having eaten the Brussels sprouts and tuna fish sandwich already, now eating the Crème Brulee in little bites.

"Why, no, Hermione! Why on Earth would I be?" he asked sarcastically, sitting down on the ottoman in front of the recliner.

"You are mad," she said sorrowfully, putting down the plate. Her eyes filled with tears and she began to sob. Severus's heart jumped into his throat. He couldn't stand to see her like that. He jumped up and wrapped his arms around her.

"Shh, baby, it's alright. You just hurt my feelings a little when you snapped at me, that's all. Don't worry, it's okay now," he cooed, smoothing her hair.

"A-are you sure?" she sniffled, looking up at him.

"Yes, my dear, I'm quite sure. Now stop crying before you upset the baby," he said, putting his long hand on her belly. She grinned and placed his hand lower on her stomach where she felt their daughter kicking. He smiled and pressed his ear to the spot, listening.

She smiled down at him and put her hands in his hair, massaging his scalp softly.

"Thanks for putting up with my wicked cravings. And I promise after I have the baby, I will never want to look at a Brussel sprout again," she said, laughing. He laughed too and started to tickle her. She fell back onto the back of the sofa, giggling uncontrollably.

He wondered what he had done to deserve to be so happy.

Cheeseburger in paradise

Making the best of every virtue and vice

Worth every damn bit of sacrifice

tbc

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