Three Years Later

"Look Ron! Professor Snape woke from his coma!" Hermione exclaimed over her toast. She had woken up feeling quite nauseous, not that being pregnant helped, and had decided to take it easy that morning. Just toast and a little bit of orange juice for her this morning.

Ron however, was shovelling in as much food as he could. It was if he was eating for the three of them. It both repulsed and amused Hermione. "rweally?" Ron said around a mouthful of sausage. "Yes really Ronald. See for yourself." Hermione pushed the Daily Prophet towards her husband- her husband! Gosh it felt strange to call Ron that.

Ron took the paper and read the article.

It Read:

Snape Beats Snake

By Rita Skeeter

The double agent that saved our lives, Severus Snape, has officially re-awoken!

The feared Potions Professor of Hogwarts bravely risked his life for the greater good last year, standing next to the Dark Lord himself during the final hours of the Battle. Unfortunately Snape was attacked by Nagini and was figured to be dead by none other than Harry Potter.

When rushed to St. Mungo's Hospital, mediwitches affirmed that the man was indeed alive, just in a sort of coma. He had taken precautions and had swallowed a strong anti-venom beforehand.

At approximately four o'clock this morning, Severus Snape woke gasping and spluttering about the Battle and refused to be looked after until he knew the final outcome. Once satiated, he succumbed to medical attention and advice.

It is unsure whether or not the Professor will make a full recovery, but one thing is for sure. The scars on his neck will only add to the terrifying character that is Severus Snape.

I promise my Daily Prophet readers that I will keep you updated with any news.

Yours Truly,

Rita Skeeter.

The article had a wizarding picture of a mediwitch trying to get into the supposed room of the potions master without letting cameras and media get too close. It was rather amusing to watch.

"Well what d'you know" Ron placed the Prophet back onto the table. "I thought he'd never wake up." Hermione nodded her head.

"Yes it did seem unlikely. But the Professor is tough. I'm sure he can withstand much worse than that." Ron scoffed as he rose from his chair.

"I'm sure he would have preferred being crucio'd to an inch of his life than attacked by that bloody snake 'Mione! Gods know I would have preferred it." He strode off towards the living room fire and grabbed a handful of floo powder. Hermione carefully pushed away from the kitchen table and waddled after her husband. Her stomach was enormous and on such a small frame, it was rather uncomfortable and at some stages, quite painful for Hermione. Ron helped as best he could, but with his Auror work and late hours, it wasn't enough. Hermione relied more on Ginny and her three-year-old James. They were much more helpful than Ron.

Harry and Ginny had gotten married a week before Ron and Hermione had as Ginny had fallen pregnant and Harry refused to let his child be born a bastard. They had had a small marriage and now they had a small family. What's more, Ginny was pregnant again! It wouldn't have surprised Hermione in the slightest if the Potter family became as big as the Weasley family.

"Well I have to leave now. I'll see you later alright?" Ron planted a slightly sloppy kiss on Hermione's cheek and gave her stomach a quick rub. "For luck" he grinned.

"I'm not a Buddha Ronald!" Hermione called to him as he stepped into the green flames. Ron just gave a sheepish grin as he disappeared off to work at the Ministry. "He would probably be meeting Harry there right this instant." Hermione mumbled to no one in particular as she trudged back to the kitchen to clean up.

As she entered the room, her eye caught the sight of the discarded paper and her hormones began to play havoc with her. Tears began to spill down her face. Only a few, but enough to make a promise to her child and to Severus Snape. "When he's a little better, we'll go visit him," she said to her stomach, rubbing it all the while.

And then the tears stopped and Hermione carried on with her day as if nothing had happened.