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I still don't have a reason

And you don't have the time

Hermione was seething. She had never been this angry with anyone in her twenty-nine years, even Ron.

She stalked around their living quarters, which had grown immensely in size since the birth of their fourth child, Vivienne Jane. She had already put the twins, Kenton and Rosalyn, who were now four, and Vivienne, who was two, to bed.

The reason she was so angry had to do with Severus and their oldest daughter, Felicity. Felicity was now ten years old, just starting to grow up. And along with that growing up came a slight attitude. Having been a young girl herself, Hermione tended to understand her daughter's attitude a little more than Severus did.

Earlier that night, Severus had asked Felicity to bring him the paper from the kitchen, and she had given him lip. Severus did not express his anger well at all; Hermione heard him screaming at her from the far end of their home. She had come running, wondering what on earth was happening. As she entered the living room, she saw Felicity standing in front of Severus, her head hanging low, tears dropping from her eyes. Severus was standing over her, pointing his finger and her and screaming at the top of his lungs. Hermione was absolutely floored. She rushed over to Felicity, grabbed her hand, glared at Severus and took Felicity to her room. She sat her down on the bed and tried to calm her down. But Felicity wouldn't have it. Her pale cheeks were streaked with tears and her sobs were heart-wrenching.

"Why is Daddy so mad at me?!?" she wailed, leaning into Hermione's chest. Hermione genuinely did not know what to say.

"Sweetie, I don't know. I'm going to go talk to him right now, okay? Just lie down and try to calm down," she said, kissing her daughter's cheek and brushing her hair off her forehead. Felicity just turned over and buried her face in her pillow, muffling her sobs.

Hermione exhaled deeply and stormed out of the room. She stalked into the living room where Severus was sitting calmly and jerked the paper out of his hand.

"What in the HELL do you think you are doing!?" she yelled, throwing the paper in the floor.

"What are you talking about?" he shot back, jumping up.

"You know very well what I'm talking about! I'm talking about the way you were treating Felicity! What on God's green earth did she do that warranted that kind of response?" she fumed.

"I asked her to do one simple thing for me, and she talked back. She is going to learn that she is to obey me," he said quietly and calmly, knowing it drove Hermione crazy when he did so.

Hermione clenched her fists at her side, enraged by the calm voice he was using. "Severus Tobias Snape, if I EVER hear you yelling at ANY of our children like that again, you won't like what's going to happen!" she seethed.

"Hermione Jean Snape, if you EVER tell me what not to do again, YOU won't like what's going to happen," he said, his voice raising slightly.

She cocked her head to the side. "And just what in hell does THAT mean!?"

"I don't know; what do you think it means?" he asked pointedly.

"What, Severus, are you going to hit me?" she said angrily. This shocked him and his mouth fell open.

"How dare you ask me that?" he said, his voice dangerously quiet. "You know damn well I would never lay a hand on you."

"I don't know anymore, Severus. The way you were screaming at Felicity, I wouldn't have been surprised if you had hit her!" she said, stepping closer to him, pointing an accusing finger at his chest, "Here lately you have been so testy, and quite frankly I am sick and tired of it!" she said, glaring at him.

"I've been testy!?" he said, sounding amused. "You're the one who's acting like you're pregnant again!" he said, crossing his arms. A flash of panic crossed Hermione's face, but Severus didn't notice.

"You just better watch your temper, Severus. I don't want to raise our children in a household full of yelling and screaming. And that's all we've been doing lately.. fighting with each other," she said loudly. "And when I said you might not like what happens if you scream at any of them again… I meant… Well, I meant that I might not be around to deal with it," she said, her voice breaking.

"You want to leave, is that it?" he said angrily.

"No, I—" But he wouldn't give her a chance to finish.

"Fine! You want to threaten to leave, I'll go ahead and make good on that threat. Goodbye, Hermione," he said, and just like that, he turned on his heel and slammed the front door behind him.

"Severus! No!" she cried, chasing him out the door. She reached him and grabbed his hand, and he jerked it out of her grasp.

"No, Hermione. You said you were going to leave, so I will save you the trouble," he said, his black eyes dull with anger and sadness.

"But I didn't mean it, I was just—" she started, but her voice choked.

"You said it, Hermione. I can't just forget it," he said, giving her one last look before storming down the hall of the dungeon. She sank down to her knees on the cold stone floor. She put one hand over her eyes and another on her stomach. She didn't know what was going to happen next.

She couldn't let Severus leave. She knew they could work this out… They had to. They were Severus and Hermione Snape. They belonged together.

Didn't they?

Give me something to believe in

Cause I don't believe in you anymore

tbc

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