Chapter 60: The Book

To Moody's Fire: I haven't decided how long Hermione will take to get her memory back, but she'll have it back before she gives birth. Oh and Remus will get revenge on Umbridge for what she did.

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Hermione settled into her muggle routine of getting up, having breakfast, reading for hours, having lunch, more reading, and dinner. The January snow outside made getting out impossible. Her mother didn't want her to endanger the children and Hermione was confused at how Professor Lupin got her in this condition. She knew they had sex, but she couldn't remember when that had happened.

"Are you alright, Hermione?" her mother asked her during dinner.

"I'm fine," Hermione said. "I'm just trying to remember things and it's like they're there, but then there gone."

She took a bite of her pasta.

"Look, Hermione, all we know is that you married Remus due to the Marriage Law," her mother said. "And now you're pregnant and very rich."

Hermione stared at them.

"I'm rich," Hermione said, gasping.

Her mother nodded.

"You have your own broomstick company and everything," her father said. "And were excited about the idea that were going to be grandparents."

Her mother giggled.

"He wants you to have them right now," she told her. "He forgets they have to develop first before they can be born."

Hermione smiled.

"Well a man can wish," he told them. "Especially a soon-to-be grandfather."

Hermione grinned.

Later that night Hermione had a strange dream. One filled with those that were dead. They were attacking her and Remus and she managed to keep them at bay. When she woke up she was gasping for breath, sweat pouring down her face. She hurried off to the bathroom to clean herself up and then she had to go to the bathroom. She cursed being pregnant.

The next morning Hermione decided that it was about time to do some cleaning up in the attic. She didn't know if Remus would like having a baby and she wanted to get someplace ready for him or her. Her mother helped her out even though Hermione told her that she could do it.

"My god, I haven't looked through these boxes in ages," her mother said, taking out some things that looked as though Hermione used them when she had been little.

Hermione quickly found some baby clothes, but the crib was useless. It hadn't been used in over a decade and she would have to get a new one. As she picked up an old pair of booties, she noticed something at the bottom. She took it out and saw that it was a book.

"Where did that come from?" her mother asked.

"I don't know," Hermione said.

She opened it slowly and saw a picture of a very young-looking wizard and three more. Their names were in Latin, so she didn't know who they were.

"I think I need to give them to Dumbledore," Hermione said to her. "He's good at Latin."

Her mother nodded.

"Also mum, can we go baby shopping?" Hermione asked.

"Sure," her mother said. "We'll drive there and spoil these kids rotten."

Hermione gave her a double take.

"K-Kids," she said.

Her mother nodded.

"Your going to have twins, boys," her mother explained.

Hermione felt like fainting.

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"Severus, are you alright?" McGonagall asked him.

He stopped and glared at her.

"Oh ya, I'm fine," he said. "Why do you think that I'm not alright?"

"Because you're going to put a hole in my carpet," McGonagall said. "Look, what's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong," Severus said. "I wish you would stop Molly coddling me."

McGonagall glared at him. Sometimes he made her so mad.

"If I want to Molly coddle you, as you so suggest I'm doing, and then I'll do it," McGonagall said. "Look, if this is about your wife having a son, then you don't have anything to worry about. Everything will be fine."

Severus snorted at that.

"I doubt that," he said. "Gods, Minerva, my wife is three months pregnant, which she shouldn't be, and I can't even think of a blasted name for him. I'm so afraid that were going to end up calling him It. Imagine that It Snape."

McGonagall laughed at that.

"It's not funny," Severus said, sounding a lot like Hermione. "I don't know what to do."

McGonagall put a hand on his shoulder.

"You'll do just fine," she said. "Dumbledore is going to inform the Ministry that Ginny is expecting and then we'll figure out about the name."

"How about Sirius," Severus suggested.

McGonagall thought about this.

"I like it," she said. "Sirius Snape sounds so serious and stern."

And she left.

"Potter is going to kill me," Severus muttered.

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Ginny, meanwhile, sent Hermione a letter. She had been worried when she found out, thanks to a painting, that Hermione had no memory of her time married to Remus. She also worried about her own husband. She knew that he was worried about naming his first heir to the great house of Snape and also worried about You-know-who. She decided that it was time to have a small chat with her husband.

She headed off to McGonagall's office because she knew that her husband would probably confide in her because he was too chicken to talk to her. She knocked on the door and then opened it. The only person inside was her husband.

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Severus was shocked when he saw Ginny enter McGonagall's office. He thought that McGonagall had forgotten something and was coming back for it.

"What do you want?" he asked, trying to sound like his old self.

She looked at him.

"I just wanted to talk to you, that's all," Ginny said.

He got up.

"I don't want to talk right now," Severus said. "So please leave me to my thoughts."

Ginny went a little red. She wasn't going to back down just because her husband was in a mood.

"Severus, what's wrong with you?" she asked him.

"Nothing is wrong with me," he lied.

Ginny crossed her arms and looked at him.

"I don't believe you," she said. "There is something on your mind and I want to hear it."

He said nothing.

"Are you worried about the baby's name?" she asked.

He turned and looked at her.

"How do you know that I was thinking that?" he asked.

Ginny smiled.

"Because you've been talking in your sleep for the past week about that," Ginny said. "And you've been too chicken to tell me."

Severus snorted at that.

"A Snape isn't chicken!" he stated firmly.

Ginny giggled.

"Well this one is," she said. "Look, I'm not worried about the name right now. I'm more worried about having this baby in July and living through my parents. Please, don't think about small things right now."

Severus sighed and then sat down.

"Look, I care about you and I don't want you to go through this. You go though enough with You-know-who."

Severus looked away.

"Please, leave me alone," he muttered.

Ginny nodded and then left, leaving her husband to think about his feelings.

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Note: Poor Severus, he really hates to think about his feelings. Next chapter: Hermione and her mother go baby shopping in Diagon Alley, Harry finds himself in the same fickle with names, Harry tries to get back at Severus again, and February rears it's ugly head.